The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Mo Ran wanted to speak several times, but only moved his lips.His temples were almost throbbing, and his blood was rushing wildly, but he felt that his blood was no longer hot at this moment, but cold and icy. During his struggle, even his fingertips were a little cold through.

"Master."

"..."

"Actually... I..." He finally opened his mouth, and once he opened his mouth, he only said three or four words, then he became confused and collapsed again.

Why did he say it?

That was all about the previous life, he had committed suicide in Wushan Temple, he was already dead, he just carried the memory of the previous life... why did he say it.

My conscience is relieved when I say it, but is it really the right choice?

How good it is now, Xue Meng will smile at him, Chu Wanning is his, uncle and aunt are still alive, and Shi Mei is still alive... Nothing is more important than these, even if he will feel guilty all his life, he will be a fugitive all his life. I don't want to destroy everything in front of me with my own hands.

But he felt that this was what he should say.

Now it can be confirmed that the people behind the scenes must have experienced a rebirth, and only I can remind everyone so that everyone is prepared.This is his chance to atone for his sins. Maybe the gods let him die once, but still retain his memory, so that at this moment, someone can stand up and stop this storm.

Even if you pay your life.

Mo Ran closed his eyes, he was trembling, and there was moisture between his eyelashes.

He is not afraid of death, he is a person who has died once, but there are actually things in this world that are more terrifying than death. He has had enough in his previous life, and he chose to commit suicide just to escape from those things.These years, especially after the death of Chu Wanning in this life, he has been running with all his strength, trying to get rid of the invisible beast behind him, but now he is forced to a dead end.

Its claws dangled at his throat.

Everyone betrayed their relatives, and the world reviled them.

He can't escape...he can't escape...

The ink burned, silently, but the tears flowed down, fluttered, and fell to the ground.

He tried his best to suppress the trembling in his voice, and he said, "I'm sorry...I...I don't know how to say it...I actually...I..."

Suddenly a pair of strong and well-proportioned arms surrounded him behind themselves.

Mo Ran opened his eyes suddenly, and he realized that Chu Wanning came over and hugged him from behind.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it." Chu Wanning's voice came from the back of his shoulder, "Everyone has their own secrets...and they will do some wrong things."

The ink burned stunned.

Chu WanNing actually understood.

He already understood... Also, how could Chu Wanning not see through?He has seen Mo Ran admit his mistakes too many times, sincerely, falsely, unwillingly, sincerely.

Although he didn't know what mistake Mo Ran had made, he knew that Mo Ran must have wanted to confess some past events, some past events that he didn't want to say.

"Master..."

"If that matter disturbs you and you want to tell me, then say it, and I'll listen here." Chu Wanning said, "But if you think it's painful to say it, then if you don't speak, I won't Will continue to ask. . . . I know you will never do the same thing again."

The ink burns like a knife.

He shook his head slightly, no...

It's not as simple as you think... far from it...

I didn't break flowers that shouldn't be broken. I killed people, bleed and bleed, and dry bones for thousands of miles. I destroyed most of the cultivation world, and I destroyed you.

He broke down again.

I ruined you, Chu Wanning!

Why do you want to comfort an executioner... why do you want to comfort the person who stabbed the knife into his heart, why do you beg me to let me go before you die?

Back then, why didn't you kill me...

He was trembling, trembling unceasingly, Chu Wanning was stunned, and suddenly felt warm water droplets falling on the back of his hand, he murmured in a low voice: "Mo Ran..."

"I want to speak up."

"Then you say it."

Mo Ran was very confused, he shook his head, and he said again: "I...I don't know what to say..."

His voice has been well controlled until this time when it finally choked up.

"Really... I really don't know how to speak..."

"Then don't talk about it." Chu Wanning let go of him, pulled him, and asked him to turn around.In the dark night, he rubbed his cheek, and Mo Ran was dodging, but Chu Wanning still touched it firmly and held his face.The wet ones are tears that have flowed for a long time.

Chu WanNing said: "Stop talking."

"I……"

Suddenly the fragrance of Begonia was so close, Chu WanNing kissed him, it seemed that this was the first time he kissed Mo Ran actively, jerky, clumsy, he stuck to his lips, bit by bit, prying open his bitter lips In the mouth, the tongue slides in, stirs and entangles.

Chaos, restlessness, madness.

Mo Ran doesn't know why, maybe love is a harbor to escape from all pain, maybe people are the same as beasts after all, and everything can be left behind during intercourse. In this indulgence of desire, only joy is real.

Give mercy to the helpless.

For people in desperate situation, and a moment of respite.

No one spoke anymore, the kiss reached the lingering place, Chu Wanning felt Mo Ran's desire because of himself, and pushed him against him through the clothes, he hesitated for a moment, and reached out to touch him, but Mo Ran clenched his fingers Stopped, turned into interlocking fingers: "This is enough."

He held him in his arms, only the person in front of him could relieve his pain.

Can purify his soul.

"No need to do anything else, this is enough..."

Chu Wanning raised his hand and touched his face, feeling distressed for no reason: "Why are you so stupid."

Mo Ran held his other hand again, so that both hands were tightly connected, and he pressed against Chu Wanning's forehead: "It would be good if I was so stupid earlier."

Chu Wanning couldn't persuade him, and he didn't know how to say softer words, so he had to clumsily rub his cheeks, the tip of his nose, and finally squeezed his lips gently.

When he did this, the tips of his ears were already flushed, but he tried his best to look calm and calm.He took the initiative to kiss Mo Ran, hug him, and do things that he was not used to doing before.

"Master..." Mo Ran dodged, but his breathing gradually became a little short under his kiss, "No...don't do this."

"You have always been here to do this." Chu Wanning broke away from his hand and hugged his neck, "Today you listen to me."

"Master..."

Chu Wanning looked at his dog-like warm and moist eyes, patted the back of his head, and was relieved and gentle like never before: "Good boy."

There was no light, so they kissed and caressed by the wall. The kiss went from gentle to intense, from intense to thirsty, from thirsty to lingering to death, full of male animal desire and haste.

"Master... Wan Ning..."

Mo Ran couldn't help calling his name, pity, love, madness, and guilt.

As long as Chu Wanning gives him a little bit of love, it will be the strongest love medicine in the world.

He finally stopped thinking about it, pressed Chu Wanning against the wall, pressed against him, kissed him fiercely, rubbed him, and in the end both of them gasped and their hearts beat fiercely.He went crazy, the corners of his eyes were red, Chu Wanning frowned in his kiss and said: "Lantern..."

"Isn't it already turned off?"

He continued to kiss him, kissed his earrings, neck, he heard Chu Wanning resisting the desire to moan in his ear, and whispered: "No, light it..."

The ink burned for a while.

Chu WanNing said: "I want to look at you."

The lights came on.

The darkness is gone.

Chu Wanning's phoenix eyes are bright, clear, stubborn and firm, covered with a layer of desire, her cheeks seem to have usual frost, but the roots of her ears are red and vivid.

"I want to watch you," he said.

Mo Ran suddenly felt that his heart was so painful that he was about to die. How could his dirty, riddled, and once cruel heart survive in such eyes?

He hugged him, kissed him, and put Chu Wanning's hand on his chest, where the pulse was.

"Remember this position," he said.

"..."

"If one day, my crime is unforgivable." Mo Ran whispered, the tip of his nose rubbed against Chu Wanning's nose, "Kill me with your own hands, from here."

Chu Wanning was shocked and stared at him incredulously: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Mo Ran smiled, and in his smile was the beauty and sincerity of Grandmaster Mo, as well as the evil spirit and madness of Ta Xianjun.

"My spiritual core was formed because of you, and my heart is also yours. If one day I have to die, both of these things should belong to you, so that I can..."

He didn't go on.

The astonishment and fear that had never appeared in Chu Wanning's eyes made him unable to speak anymore.

Mo Ran finally lowered his eyes, smiled bitterly and said, "I'm teasing you. I said that, just want to tell you..."

He hugged him tightly.

I don't know how many more chances like this I have.

"Wan Ning..."

I love you, want you, can't live without you.

There are many things I want to tell, but just like the things in my previous life, I can't open my mouth.

Chu Wanning is still between dazed and stunned. He doesn't know how much mistake a person has to make before he can say such a thing.

But Mo Ran kissed him, and his consciousness fell apart in the chaos. He is not such a poor person. Perhaps this should not be blamed on Mo Ran's kiss, because he himself does not want to think deeply.

There is despair in enthusiasm, like boiling oil dripping into a flame.

Later, the entanglement tended to be primitive and crazy. Before reaching the bed, most of the clothes had been taken off. Chu Wanning was pressed on the bed by Mo Ran. Between the pillows and mattresses, he was not as shy and unfamiliar as the first time. The demand for desire is simple and brutal.

His obscene clothes were quickly untied, and Mo Ran buried his head in kissing him, sucking him, and sometimes raised his eyes to see Chu Wanning's eyes were slack under the lights, and he was panting slightly with his neck up.

How many times does this kind of lingering still exist?

twice?once?

I'm going to Jiaoshan soon, maybe I can see the person behind the scenes right away, if that person really uses the Zhenlong chess game, the only person who can solve it quickly is myself.

Everything came to light.

But during the entanglement, he coaxed his master and himself who was almost desperate, saying that there are still many, many opportunities in the future.

They will always be together.

It's like lingering love, from night to day, he will bully him many times a night, sleep in a continuous position, entangled with each other, at dawn, the morning light is faint, he wakes up in his tenderness, between the mattresses Prostitution in the daytime, dirty to the extreme, love to the extreme, want to the extreme.

Mo Ran held them together and stroked them together to relieve them.

Chu Wanning's phoenix eyes are full of desire and mist. With Mo Ran's movements, his lips are slightly open and his eyes are gradually confused and blurred.

While intoxicated, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside.

Chu Wanning suddenly came back to his senses, his blood color faded away, Mo Ran immediately covered his mouth to keep him from making a sound, the room was very quiet, but his other hand was still moving anxiously and violently, Stimulate yourself, but also stimulate the arms of the people.

Chu Wanning wanted to shake his head, but Mo Ran's strength was too great, he was suppressed, he couldn't move, he could only show a pair of phoenix eyes, comfortable and painful, full of hatred and frustration.

"Master, are you there?"

Hearing that voice, Chu Wanning glared at Mo Ran more and more angrily, and tapped the bed board lightly with one hand.

Mo Ran swallowed, his Adam's apple moved sexyly, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Well. I know, Xue Meng."

"Master?" After waiting for a while, still no one answered, Xue Meng murmured, "Strange, the light is on...Master?"

It seems that Mo Ran didn't intend to talk to him at all, and still fell on Chu Wanning, immersed in love.The room was too dark, and he even mistook Chu Wanning's angry eyes for a wet tide.

"Master?"

The apprentices outside didn't plan to leave, and the apprentices on the bed didn't plan to stop either. Chu Wanning was tortured by the two of them so hard that he bit Mo Ran's finger. After Mo Ran ate the pain, he moved his hand away. There seemed to be a trace of grievance in the eyes.

His voice was deep and slow: "It hurts so much from your bite..."

"It hurts so much." Chu Wanning took a breath, glared at him, and then said to the door, "I'm already on the bed, what's the matter?"

"Ah, it's okay." Xue Meng said, "It's me... I can't sleep, I have some thoughts, I want to tell the master..."

His voice gradually became softer, and he could almost imagine the appearance of Fenghuang'er hanging his head outside the door.

Chu Wanning: "..."

what happened?Why do both of them have something on their minds tonight?

Chu Wanning was worried, patted the ink that was still pressing on him, and whispered: "Get up, get dressed."

Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes wide, with a dog-like look: "You want to let him in?"

"There's something wrong with his voice..."

"what about me?"

"..." Although Chu Wanning was embarrassed, he still said, "Put on your clothes and hide under the bed."

The author has something to say:

Mo Ran: (demonstration) Why should I hide under the bed! !I'm not the old man next door!I won't move!Just wait for him to come in!

Chu Wanning: Okay, then sit down and I'll open the door.

Mo Ran: ... (second counseling)