The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

He went back and forth quickly, and besides filling a bowl of rice with himself, he also took a food box and sat beside Chu Wanning.

Chu Wanning was a little surprised, hesitating: "You...don't you go to Shi Mo's table?"

Mo Ran stunned: "Why should I go to that table?"

Hearing what he said, Chu Wanning's mood suddenly rejoiced, and he lowered his eyes and coughed lightly: "I thought the dishes over there were to your taste."

Mo Ran looked at his reddish ears, and suddenly realized that Chu Wanning was jealous, right?His heart throbbed, he smiled, and whispered in his ear: "Wherever you are, that suits my taste."

Chu Wanning's ears were red this time.

His knees were leaning against Mo Ran's knees, but at this moment he felt very sensitive and wanted to move away.Mo Ran was unwilling, and touched Chu Wanning's leg under the cover of the table.

"you--!"

This sound attracted the attention of others: "What's wrong with Xianjun?"

Chu WanNing knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and forced himself to calmly say: "Nothing."

Mo Ran held back his smile, he felt that Chu Wanning was really interesting.

In fact, he didn't want to do anything absurd and lustful. After all, it was a matter of killing five hundred enemies and harming one thousand. He just didn't want Chu Wanning to be so far away from him.

So he dragged Chu Wanning's leg, and childishly broke him back, asking him to rely on himself.

Chu WanNing moved away again, and he broke back again.

In the end, Chu Wanning couldn't stand it anymore, kicked him under the table, but finally stopped running away.

The ink burned and laughed.

Chu Wanning said: "You are simply sick."

The two eat.

Mo Ran first took a look at Chu Wanning's bowl, and there were only a few simple vegetables and a piece of tofu, and the soup dumpling had already been eaten by other ignorant children on the table.

Mo Ran handed him the bamboo snack box.

"what?"

Mo Ran whispered: "Xiaolong, six crab roe, six shrimp, I specially made it for you... Hush, don't make a sound, eat quickly, I know you are on the table, and you have never been able to grab others."

"..."

On a table, I was eating a small stove by myself, which was too obvious. Chu Wanning felt a little ashamed and didn't want to move.But seeing Mo Ran's black eyes looking at him seriously and sincerely, with some flour crumbs on his cheeks, he couldn't say the words of refusal.

What's more, that sentence, specially made for you, sounds really exciting.

Chu Wanning didn't speak. After a while, he opened the food box silently, and then erected the lid of the bamboo strip box. There was no silver 300 taels here, and he ate delicious and hot crab meat cages. The rich and hot soup came from the bomb The bubbling oozes from the broken skin, warming the heart.

"Is it delicious?" The man looked at him eagerly, hoping for approval.

Chu Wanning bit the chopsticks and said, "It's not bad, you can try one too."

"I don't want to eat it, it's all for you." Mo Ran smiled, his black eyes were full of light and heat, "It's fine if you like it, let's have a look at the shrimp?"

The man's heart was focused on nothing else, and the flour on his cheeks set off a pair of black eyes, which made people feel pitiful and cute.

Although Chu Wanning was still somewhat at a loss for Mo Ran's choice, he didn't understand why he would abandon his teacher and turn to himself, but at this moment, Mo Ran's eyes were too pure and resolute, and there was no room for anything else, enough Reassuring to anyone who is stared at by him like this.

After dinner, the village head invited everyone to watch a play outside the ancestral hall. The stage was set up by the river. When the cymbals rang and the huqin was plucked, Wensheng, Danjiao, Shengjiao, Hualian, and Harlequin appeared on the stage one by one. Flow dance, facial makeup startled, Jiao'er grabbed Cai Feijin's fire lock with his hands, held a rosin nozzle in his mouth, raised his head and stared, and spouted angrily. The fire was raging in an instant, and the pearls and emeralds on his head shone brightly, winning the applause of all the spectators. cheers.

Chu Wanning was unwilling to watch this kind of trick. First, because the mortal tricks are too clumsy, he can see through the mystery at a glance, so he will lose a lot of fun and excitement. Second, because the people watching the show are crowded with each other and the scene is lively. Extraordinary, so that he is not blessed to enjoy it.

He was not interested, neither was Shi Mo, both of them planned to leave, Mo Ran didn't speak, walked beside them, and finally looked back at the stage.

The teacher said gently: "Let's go, it's too late to go back, the Lord should be worried."

"Ah."

Mo Ran didn't speak much, and bowed his head to keep up.But after walking a few steps, I heard Chu Wanning ask lightly: "Do you want to see?"

"It's Wang Kai and Shi Chong fighting for wealth, which is very interesting."

He didn't say he wanted to watch it, nor did he say he didn't want to watch it, but Chu Wanning listened to him quietly and said, "Then go back and watch it before leaving."

The teacher is slightly stunned: "Master, staying for dinner has already delayed the delivery of the appointment, if you stay to watch the show..."

Chu Wanning said: "Just watch this one, and leave after reading it."

The teacher is very gentle, and said with a smile: "Okay, listen to the master."

The three of them returned to the stage and squeezed into the lively crowd.Many of the Li people in Linyi had never been to Sichuan and Sichuan before, and had never seen a Sichuan opera. They were amazed by the dancing sleeves and the messy face changes. The short children couldn't see the stage, and some were held by adults on horseback. On the neck, some climbed onto the table and looked around with their feet on their feet.

"The king gave me the coral jade tree, the precious aura and brilliance—"

"Wang Kai" and "Shi Chong" on the stage clung to wealth and glory, blushing and trying to push each other down.

"Who can pave the way back with fifty miles of purple silk?"

"Okay! Hahaha, let's do it again!"

The eyes of everyone watching the play were bright, and the children, with pastries stuffed in their mouths, freed their hands, and followed the adults to slap their hands desperately.

This is not the world of ascension, where no one sits and watches a play foolishly, sipping a sip of jasmine tea coldly, the attendants pinch their backs, and the maids slap their fans. The taste is dull, and a song of Farewell My Concubine sounds like a cricket.

These people were simple and clumsy, and they were full of enthusiasm. They all stood and applauded, stepped on their feet and yelled. They were extremely vulgar and lively.Chu WanNing stood in this wave of front chest and back, but he didn't know how to deal with it. A boring person like him would probably rather sit in the upper world and listen to the crickets than watch Wang Kai fight in the crowd. Shi Chong's.

There was another person who disliked the intensity of emotion as much as he did.

Shi Mei stood for a while, as if he had a headache from being shaken by the sound of suona, cymbal, and cymbal, but he still stood there with a good temper, until a big man next to him was so excited because he saw the part of "breaking the coral tree" that he jumped suddenly When he got up and slapped his hands, he accidentally bumped into the tea that another man was holding next to him, and the hot tea splashed all over Shi Mei in front of him.

"Ah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Xianjun, I'm really sorry, look at me, I'm so rough."

The teacher hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't get in the way."

But the clothes were dirty and wet. He sighed and said helplessly to Chu Wanning: "Master, why don't I go back first, go back and change my clothes, and then report the results of the assignment to the Lord."

Chu Wanning said: "Okay, be careful on your own way."

The teacher smiled, greeted Mo Ran, and left first.Chu Wanning thinks that his escape technique is good, why don't you find someone to hit him?In this way, you don't have to be wrapped up by the enthusiastic crowd.Just as he was thinking like this, he suddenly heard shouts and cheers around him again. He raised his eyes and looked up on the stage. It turned out that the character playing the role of Wang Kai played to the point of indignation. Suddenly, a huge flame was spit out to the river.

"boom--"

The river is swaying, and the sparkling water waves are soaked into orange red.

"Wow! Good!"

"Pit again! Do it again!"

"..." Chu Wanning didn't understand a little bit, what's so good about this... Let Xue Meng come over, and he can burn it a hundred times without a fire bag.

In the absence of interest, I suddenly caught a glimpse of Mo Ran's smile next to him. The tall man didn't need to step on his feet at all, he just stood there so calmly, and no one could block his sight.His handsome face was illuminated by the fire, with deep dimples, his eyes were soft but deep, and it seemed that there were flashes of thoughts that no one could see clearly.

Aware of Chu Wanning's gaze, he turned his head, but smiled more clearly, his black eyes seemed a little wet, and there seemed to be nothing, it was just Chu Wanning's illusion.

"When I was young, I often went to the theater to listen to this play, and every time I couldn't wait until the play was over, I was driven away by the uncle in charge." Mo Ran's tone was casual and peaceful, "This is the first time I have listened to the whole play. Already...does Master like it?"

"..."

Chu Wanning looked into his eyes, and finally said.

"Well, not bad."

The ink-burning smile bloomed, the night seemed to be bright, and there was a faint singing on the stage. Once the curtain fell, it rose again, the black eyebrows were like smoke, the indigo feathers were rustling, the king was exhausted, and the concubine couldn't talk about life——

"Oh, Farewell My Concubine." Mo Ran turned his head and glanced, and said with a smile, "Let's go, after watching Doufu, I'm satisfied, let's go back."

"Look a little longer."

"Ok?"

"It's not boring, it doesn't hurt to watch a few more."

Mo Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, seemingly surprised, and then smiled brightly: "Okay."

Farewell My Concubine, Jinshan Temple, sentenced to double nails, sitting on the building to kill Xi.

One after another, no one left. As the time got late, people became more joyful and energetic.

There are old men who are following Mrs. Yan on the stage, saying: "A good word will warm the winter three times, and a bad word will hurt people and the June cold—"

When the performance got intense, Song Jiang violently killed people and won applause from all the halls. The applause even overwhelmed the singing voice of the actors on the stage. It's not easy to attack, just when he was in trouble, a pair of warm hands put his shoulders.

He turned his head and faced Mo Ran's eyes. The man had stood behind him at some point, smiled, and brought him over so that he could rely on himself and no longer be disturbed by the people around him.

For a while, the laughter and the sound of gongs and drums became so distant. Chu Wanning's ears were slightly hot, and he looked at Mo Ran for a moment, and finally turned his face away, unwilling to look at him again.

It's just that the temperature on the back is so hot, the breath is so hot, the firm chest is pressed against him, and the big hands with well-defined knuckles are wrapped around his shoulders.When the skin drum became thicker, the fire-breathing scene appeared again, and people's eyes were all attracted, shouting and drinking, chirping, chirping, and clapping their hands.

Chu Wanning also wanted to reluctantly clap his hands twice, pretending to be calm.

But before the hand was raised, the whole person was wrapped by Mo Ran from behind.Maybe it's because I feel that no one will notice, or maybe it's because people around me push and push me closer together, or maybe it's just because in such a grand bustle, I want to get closer to the people I'm close to, and even closer, I wish I could knead them into one body, my flesh and blood blend together.

In short, Mo Ran lowered his eyes, hugged him from behind, wrapped him in his arms, hugged the person in his arms with his strong arms, then turned his face, and kissed Chu at the moment when the fire on the stage lit up the night. Wan Ning's ears.

Suddenly the flames rose up, illuminating the actor's face and burning into the hearts of the audience.

"Thank you for accompanying me." Mo Ran said in his ear, his voice was low and hoarse, very gentle, "I know, but you don't like it."

"...I think too much, I like it."

Mo Ran smiled lightly, stopped talking, hugged him tighter, and put his chin on his neck.

The fire was flickering, and Chu Wanning suddenly wanted to ask a word, so he said: "Mo Ran, why are you..."

"Hahaha, good!"

His voice was weak and was instantly swallowed up by the noise of the crowd.

Mo Ran asked: "What?"

"...nothing." Chu Wanning's face was slightly red, and he was lightly covered by thin anger. He didn't want to ask this sentence a second time, and exhausted all his strength once. At this moment, he only felt very embarrassed. I don't want to speak again.

Mo Ran was quiet for a while, he didn't actually hear Wan Ning's question clearly, but suddenly said: "The person I like has always been you."

"..."

The heartbeat suddenly became intense.

"It's always been you. I'm too stupid. I couldn't tell my own mind before."

Boom, boom, heart beat like a drum, the sound of cymbals on the stage seemed to be covered by the reverberation in his chest.

"sorry."

"..."

"I kept you waiting for a long time."

The eyes are full of fireworks, my ears are buzzing, I can’t hear anything clearly, the sky is spinning, I don’t know whether my feet are on the ground or the clouds, only the person behind me is real, the wind has no color and no trace , but now it has become an ink-burning breath lingering at the tip of the nose.

Chu Wanning actually didn't want to hear too many explanations. What he wanted was just a word of affirmation from his beloved.At this time, he suddenly got this affirmation, and he could no longer see everything around him clearly. He was dizzy and felt that everything was colorful. He couldn't think, couldn't move, and was immersed in this intense and surging oil paint, and finally lost his five senses. .

The author has something to say: Don't care about the random entry of operas, after all, 23333 is empty

Small Theater "Assist in a Village in Yuliang"

Junior sister: Well, I feel that this village is full of malice towards me.

Gouzi: How do you see it?

Junior Sister: I won’t mention the number one assist player named Ling’er, it’s all in the past anyway, but I’m standing watching a show and someone throws tea at me?I haven't played for so long, it's just a play, can't the npc be more friendly to me?

Gouzi: Hmm... probably everyone in this village is a guest performer of the cat and dog team (laughing and crying).