The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Chu Wanning ate a little bit, and said angrily: "What are you marrying, you are a big man, you are not ashamed to say such things..."

Mo Ran smiled brighter: "Then, since you didn't marry me, did I marry you?"

Chu Wanning was even more angry, not only angry, but also ashamed.

Even if he killed him, he couldn't tell Mo Ran that the appearance of the color gourd was exactly what he had dreamed about, the Mo Ran with pale skin.

Not to mention telling Mo Ran that in that dream, how they were entangled and had sex with each other hot and sweaty.

One of the most important things in this world is the face of Elder Yuheng.

Therefore, Chu Wanning flicked his sleeves and said: "If you talk nonsense again, go now, and you are not allowed to stay here."

Now Mo Ran is really honest, pursing his lips, he seems a little wronged, but he is still obedient, looking at him with dark eyes, and rubbing the tip of his nose against Chu Wanning's cheek, very soft and coquettish Meaning: "Oh, then I won't ask anything, good master, don't drive me away."

"The master is the master, don't add a good one." Chu Wanning's heart was soft and soft when he read it, and he couldn't resist it, but he pushed his head that was rubbing against him, and said with a straight face, "Don't bark."

"But if you only call him Master, it's not intimate at all."

"Have it?"

The ink burned in a persuasive way: "Look, I call you Master in front of me, and if I call you Master when I am alone, it would be boring, right?"

Chu Wanning would not be fooled: "No."

"..." Mo Ran couldn't do one trick and then changed another one, pulling Chu Wanning to call non-stop, "Master, Master, Master." Every calling method is sweet and greasy, which makes Chu Wanning Hairy back.In the end, Chu Wanning couldn't bear it anymore, and smashed a book next to Mo Ran's face.

"shut up."

The scroll is very thick, but it is light and painless when it is dropped.

Mo Ran smiled and took down the book, revealing the handsome face behind him: "I'm afraid that if I get used to calling him like this, I will accidentally call him Shizun in front of people. So, let's think of a different address."

Chu Wanning frowned: "If you call another name, don't you get used to it, and run to people and call it?"

The ink burned and sighed: "Why don't you always bite the hook."

"..." After being stabbed by the description of biting the hook, Chu Wanning became more and more unhappy, so he lowered his head and sorted out his books, and ignored the apprentice who was lying on the table and blowing the broken hair in front of him.

After staying in peace for a while, Mo Ran was very disappointed and said: "I want to ask for something from Master."

"Ok?"

"Shi Mo and Xue Meng both call you Shizun. I also call you Shizun. There is no difference. I, I actually don't want much, I just want to ask for something different...Only I can call it."

Chu Wanning stopped what he was doing, straightened up, and looked at him.

"I don't call it often." Mo Ran's thick and slender eyelashes drooped, casting fine shadows on the nose, "Just occasionally... can't it?"

"..."

"It's really not possible." Mo Ran seemed more and more lost, "If you don't call, don't call."

In the end, Chu Wanning gave in.

It is about ten years older than Mo Ran, but he still can't help the young people's soft and hard foam, begging coquettishly.

He looked at the handsome man with a dazzling smile after he nodded, and suddenly felt a little cheated——

He seemed to be fierce all the time, baring his teeth and claws.But in the end result, he is often compromising and obedient to Mo Ran.

His fish, after going around for so long, finally got dizzy and bit the hook called Mo Ran.

"What should I call you?" Hook asked.

Chu Wan Ning Yan said: "Anything."

"How can it be random? This is a very important thing."

Mo Ran thought hard for a long time, but his mind was lacking, and even a little vulgar, so he had to say: "Baby?"

Chu Wanning immediately thought of that dream, and couldn't stand it: "Don't."

"Chu Lang?"

Chu Wanning was really disgusted, and asked with a sullen face: "...Do you need me to call you Burning Girl?"

"Hahaha, it's really not good." Mo Ran scratched his head and laughed for a while, then began to frown and think again, but he always thought too hard, so it was still very bad, "Chu Lang baby?"

After speaking, I couldn't bear it any longer, and held my forehead, feeling a little desperate.

Seeing him like this, Chu Wanning couldn't help laughing: "Don't think about it, what's the point of thinking so hard? It's awkward instead."

Mo Ran felt that what he said made sense, but he was not reconciled, and finally smiled: "After that, I will definitely think about it and think of the most suitable one for you."

After a pause, he pulled Chu Wanning who was standing next to him with a book, climbed onto the back of Chu Wanning's neck, let him sit on his lap, and stared at Chu Wanning for a while.

Chu WanNing was a little uneasy: "What are you doing..."

Mo Ran sighed and muttered: "No matter how many times I watch it, I can't help it."

"What a mess... um..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips were covered, Mo Ran's warm and slightly moist lips touched, sweet and fragrant, he hugged the person on his lap, and the two kissed closely in the chair.It was raining patter outside, and the sound of rain covered up the sticky and shy sound of lips and tongue intertwined.

When they separated, Chu Wanning slowly opened his wet eyes, wanting to see Mo Ran, but he didn't dare to.

Mo Ran smiled, knowing that he was thin-skinned, he couldn't help but hug him into his arms, stroked him, and his heartbeat was intertwined.

"Actually, I can call you anything."

"Ok?"

"Nothing." Mo Ran smiled, and finally said, "Master is the best."

Chu Wan Ning fell on his shoulders, this feeling was very sweet, but it made him at a loss.

He was riding on Mo Ran's legs, and he could clearly feel the hard and hot thing, and he felt that his head was smoking.

After a while he said softly, "Why do you..."

"Cough, it's alright."

"...I'll help you..." After saying this, Chu Wanning's face was already hot.

Mo Ran hurriedly said: "No, the master will go to the elders' meeting later."

Chu Wanning glanced at the hourglass: "It's almost time for a cup of tea, it should be..."

The ink burned awkwardly: "Not enough."

"Ok?"

"...I can't get it out."

Chu Wanning froze for a moment, then reacted, and his face became redder instantly.

He hurriedly got up from Mo Ran and took a step back.

After retreating, I was a little annoyed, and probably felt that I was cowardly, so I took another step forward.

Mo Ran looked funny, he sat on a chair, did not hide, even though the clothes were covered, but the place where the desire came up still looked horrible and could kill people.

"I won't tease you anymore." Mo Ran finally pulled his wrist again. He originally wanted to pull him over and kiss his lips again, but the taste of Chu Wanning was so confusing, he was afraid that if he got it on himself, he would fall again. I couldn't help but indulge, so in the end I just took Chu Wanning's hand.

He took his hand to his lips, looked at Chu Wanning, then lowered his eyelids, and dropped a kiss.very religious.

At the end, he lightly licked the back of Chu Wanning's hand.

"Master, you are so sweet."

It has been raining intermittently for half a month in the middle of Sichuan, and it finally cleared up on this day and saw a good sun.

Mo Ran stepped on the deep and shallow ponds and walked among the bamboo forests.The morning practice resumed today, but Chu Wanning did not come. I heard that he went to the back mountain to teach Xuanji's stupid apprentices to throw plum darts.

Before I got to the shooting range, I heard Chu Wanning's cold voice: "Relax your hands, the plum blossom dart is caught between the index finger and ring finger, and the spiritual power comes out from the fingertips, causing it to flow at the fingertips and wait for the edge When it emits golden light, throw it at the target."

"sand--"

Just listening to the sound, Mo Ran knew that those disciples had failed again, and they all lamented.

"Oh my God, it's really difficult."

"Elder, can you demonstrate it again for us to see?"

Chu Wanning said: "When the golden light is scattered, the plum blossom dart will be slightly hot, feel it carefully, don't look with your eyes."

"Can you vote without looking?"

Before Chu Wanning answered, he heard a laughing voice behind him: "Of course I can vote."

Chu Wanning turned back: "Why are you here?"

The group of new disciples said, "Senior Brother Mo."

Among them is an extremely delicate and lovely female disciple, who blushed when she saw Mo Ran, and clasped her fists in a hurry.

Mo Ran didn't pay much attention to Xuanji's apprentice, but went straight to Chu Wanning and said, "Master, why don't you blindfold and throw it to them?"

"……it is good."

With permission, Mo Ran removed the snow-blue hairband on his head, three fingers wide, wrapped around Chu Wanning's eyes, the hairband was tightly tied, but not strangled, the touch of silk was like running water, and the hairband was slightly tipped. Flicking in the wind.

Chu Wanning said: "Plum Blossom Dart."

Elder Xuanji's disciple came up and handed his plum blossom dart to Chu Wanning.

Chu Wanning said: "Three pieces."

"Ah?" Although the disciple was puzzled, he still took two more weapons from the hidden weapon bag and presented them to him.Chu Wanning's slender and cold fingers rubbed the cold metal texture of the plum blossom dart, pursed his lips, and then said nothing, and didn't stay much, only his fingertips were a little bit, and the dart had passed from him Swept out between fingers——

"Zheng!—clang!"

Buzzing and crisp.

"Oh, hit it! The bull's-eye is red! But there is only one."

Chu Wanning didn't say a word, and Mo Ran said lightly: "There are still two targets behind you."

Those new disciples didn't believe what was said, they all turned their heads to look at it, but when they saw it, they were all terrified.The remaining two iron darts, one on the left and one on the right, were deeply embedded in the completely opposite direction of the target, hitting the red heart.

In the rustling bamboo forest, the morning light was flowing, and Xuanji's disciple was so shocked that he couldn't speak, while Chu Wanning raised his hand to pick off the snow-blue ribbon that was blindfolded, his phoenix eyes slightly lifted, and his eyelashes moved.

He returned the hairband to Mo Ran, and said: "The first sound just now was the sound of three plum blossom darts colliding in the air. If the spiritual power is well controlled, two of them can be repelled, and the two of them will be repelled. Flying to attack, you can often be unprepared when facing a battle, so as to gain the upper hand."

All the disciples looked at each other, and suddenly there was a young one who shouted longingly: "Elder, how to practice this? Is there a trick?"

Chu Wanning said: "Mo Ran, show them your hands."

Mo Ran smiled and stretched out his hand, and the young disciples gathered around, vying to see what mystery Mo Ran had in his hand, but after looking at it for a long time, nothing came out, but the female cultivator looked at it, thinking The little deer bumped wildly, its bright eyes flowing.

She and a few sisters are just getting started, and their hearts are still very restless. They often go to the foot of the mountain to buy some idle books. The "Unintelligible List" that Chu Wanning read before, they have also circulated it in private. The little girls were both shy and surprised when they saw the size ranking. They laughed and laughed at each other, but they also discussed it in the disciple's room in a low voice.

"I heard that the longer a man's fingers are, the more magnificent that place will be." A bold and bold senior sister said, "Next time I have a chance, I will go to Mengpotang for dinner, and I will squeeze in the ink Brother look behind, I want to see how big his hands are."

Later, the senior sister was really crowded. In order to eat rice behind Mo Ran, she ran in a hurry, accidentally knocked over the soup bowl, and poured half of the hot soup on him.

The girl's small mouth grew slightly, and she was dull and embarrassed. She didn't know what to do when she saw a slender and well-proportioned big hand taking away the hot soup that was still bubbling out of her bowl. Put it back on the countertop, and then replaced it with a new bowl.

"Don't knock it over again, it's not good to waste it."

Hearing his deep and magnetic voice, the senior sister didn't even dare to lift her head, her face turned red, and her head was steaming like soup in a bowl.

From the beginning to the end, she only dared to secretly look at Mo Ran, at his waist, with sharp lines, at his skirt, with a broad chest, and of course the hands that are most often aimed at...

"Excellent."

After she came back, she couldn't express all the praises, but in the end she could only use these two words to describe her.

At that time, all the younger junior sisters in the room were silent, their mouths were pursed, their hearts were warm, full of daydreams and charming conjectures.

Suddenly a stern voice interrupted her memory——

"What do you see?"

A disciple said: "The elder forgives the sin, but the disciple is stupid. I really can't see it."

"Senior Brother Mo's hands seem to be particularly strong?"

Everyone chattered, and when it was her turn, she blushed, nervous for a moment, and blurted out: "The fingers are very long."

"?"

Mo Ran froze for a moment, and didn't know what they were observing. He simply withdrew his hand, scratched his head, and looked back at Chu Wanning.

Although Chu Wanning didn't know what the long fingers represented, he was not a dull person. He glanced at the charming and shy appearance of the female disciple, and vaguely understood in his heart that it must not be a good thing. Said: "I'm all looking at something and nothing."

Seeing the hidden anger between his brows, those disciples were startled, and they all lowered their heads involuntarily.

Mo Ran felt the rigidity of the atmosphere. He didn't want Chu Wanning to be said to be unreasonable afterwards, so he smiled and said, "It's a cocoon."

After he finished this sentence, he looked at Chu Wanning again, and then said:

"Fingertips are worn out, callused, worn out again, repeated nearly a hundred times, and the spiritual power can be accurately controlled. There is no shortcut."

Accompany them to practice until noon, most of the disciples can roughly grasp some ways, and Chu Wanning will not stay any longer.It doesn't matter if you teach other people's apprentices, but if you teach them too carefully, it may not make Elder Xuanji feel comfortable.Chu Wanning is not fifteen or sixteen years old now. He is a young man who has just come out of the mountain. After all, he understands some of these people's sophistication.

He walked out of the bamboo forest with Mo Ran and came to the bridge of Naihe.

They got very close, walking side by side, under the hanging sleeves, the backs of their hands would always rub against each other vaguely, making each other's hearts numb and soft, like spring buds sprouting.

There was no one around, and Mo Ran finally reached out quietly and clasped Chu Wanning's fingers. Although he let go quickly, the tips of their ears were a little red, and their throats were also thirsty.

Speaking of which, after Ye Yu in Wuchang Town got intimate last time, the chances for the two of them to be alone were pitifully rare.

Occasionally, after closing the door of the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, I have to worry about whether Xue Zhengyi will pay a sudden visit.

In fact, up to now, just a short finger-to-finger touch made Mo Ran's chest angry, and he said softly: "Master, can we go tonight..."

Before he finished speaking, a person rushed to the front, and Mo Ran immediately stood up straight, pursed his lips, and stood beside him and stopped talking.The man didn't notice anything strange, came all the way, saluted and said: "Elder Yuheng, there is an urgent matter, my lord, please go to Danxin Hall as soon as possible."

Chu night Ning asked: "What's wrong?"

"A guest came with important news. It was related to Xu Shuanglin. Head Xue couldn't make up his mind by himself. He called all the elders over to discuss it early in the morning. It's up to you."

Chu Wanning heard Xu Shuanglin's three words, no longer caring about tenderness, and immediately ran to the Danxin Palace.

Mo Ran followed closely and said: "Wait for me, I have fought against Xu Shuanglin, maybe I can help."

The two of them swished past quickly with lightness kung fu, and they arrived in front of the Danxin Hall in a short while.

Pushing open the door and entering the hall, the hall was silent, except for Xue Zhengyong and the elders, there were two bloody people standing in the hall.

Mo Ran's eyes fell on the sword box behind one of them, and he felt a little familiar. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his face changed suddenly: "Ye Wangxi?!"

The author has something to say:

Small Theater "I Changed My Mind"

Chu Wanning: How do those who fall in love think of such a greasy name, it is simply unbearable.

Ink Burning: +1

Chu Wanning: Shizun is Shizun, at most he calls out his name, don’t you feel uncomfortable with other titles?

Ink burning: Agree

Chu Wanning: ... Do you really agree?

Mo Ran: Yes, I changed my mind. I think saying "Master, you are so tight" "Master, are you happy?" "Master, you are all wet" on the bed is not a style.

Chu WanNing: ...