The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Across the heavy lotus leaves, Mo Ran was struck by lightning in an instant, and he stood there in shock, the five-flavored bottle in his heart was completely shattered, and his face was about to crack.

Shocked, angry, sour, irritable, bursting like fireworks.He moved his lips, but he was so angry that he couldn't say a word. He didn't realize what he was angry at. There was only one thought in this person's mind——

Can you also touch people who have slept in this seat?

Chu Wanning, you extravagant, licentious and duplicity slut!You actually, unexpectedly...

He didn't react at all. In this life, Chu Wanning didn't have the slightest entanglement with him. In just a moment, the string in his head was broken.

After all, more than ten years, a lifetime, from birth to death.

When he is sober, he can still do a job with ease, pretending to be calm.

But under the circumstances, the soldiers were in turmoil, and the original shape was revealed. He still subconsciously believed that Chu Wanning was his own.At this time, he clearly realized that he even remembered the taste of Chu Wanning's lips kissing so clearly...not to mention the ecstasy of love, desire, entanglement, and passionate intercourse.

That was something he didn't dare to think about after his rebirth.

Until I saw Chu Wanning's naked back, I saw the familiar figure, with broad shoulders and long legs, tight muscles, thin and powerful waist, immersed in clear water.

Those lingering things that he avoided deliberately and tried hard to forget, split the seal in an instant and swept over.

The ink burning scalp is numb.

...He responds to this body.

And it was a strong reaction that couldn't be restrained at all. Just watching, the lower abdomen burned.

When he came back to his senses, he had already shouted angrily: "Chu Wanning!"

Chu Wanning actually ignored him.

Those two people supported his shoulders one from the left and the other from the right. The mist in the lotus pond was steaming, so it was difficult to see the specific appearance of the two of them.But they are very close, and the distance is ambiguous.

Mo Ran cursed secretly, and jumped off the lotus pond with a plop, wading towards Chu Wanning - when he got closer, he realized -

That, those are actually two mech men made of metal and nanmu!

What's more terrible is that they seem to be using the fairy energy of the lotus pond to send spiritual power to Chu Wanning. Mo Ran's mindless jump completely broke the spiritual power field...

I don't know what kind of magic circle Chu Wanning used. He himself was in a coma, supported by the golden light from the metal palms of the two mech men. Those rays of light continued to surge upward and gathered on the wound on the back of his shoulder. It is obvious that he is healing.

The intrusion of Mo Ran caused the golden light to dissipate quickly, and what is even more unexpected is that this magic circle will actually backfire!

I saw the golden light dissipate, and Chu Wanning's wound began to be eaten away quickly. He frowned, snorted, and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Then the scars all over his body began to tear, and the blood was like a haze, soaking the flower pond in an instant .

The ink burned stunned.

This is Chu Wanning's "Flower Soul Sacrifice Technique"!

He realized that he might have... got into trouble...

Chu Wanning's Lingliu is a combination of metal and wood, and Jinlingliu is like "Heavenly Question", majoring in attack and defense.The wood spirit flow is used for healing.

The flower soul sacrifice technique is one of them. Chu Wanning can mobilize the spirit of flowers to heal the wound.However, during the process of performing the spell, no one else can intrude into the magic circle, otherwise the spirits of the plants and trees will disperse, not only can't achieve the healing effect, but will aggravate the injury.If it is serious, Chu Wanning's spiritual core is very likely to be eaten up by the spirit of Baihua.

Fortunately, in his previous life, Mo Ran had dabbled in the flower soul sacrifice technique, and immediately cut the mess and cut off the spiritual flow.Chu Wanning, who had lost the support of the magic circle, fell limp at the moment, and was firmly supported by Mo Ran.

The unconscious master's face was pale, his lips were blue, and his body was as cold as ice.

Mo Ran carried him ashore, and before he had time to take a look, he half-carried and half-dragged Chu Wanning back to the bedroom and put him on the bed.

"Master? Master!"

Called several times, Chu Wanning didn't even tremble his eyelashes, except for his slightly undulating chest, he looked like he was dead.

Such Chu Wanning reminds Mo Ran of his previous life.

Inexplicably, I felt that my throat was astringent and my heart was flustered.

In the previous life, there were two people who died in Mo Ran's arms.

Teacher ignorant.Chu Wanning.

The two of them, one is his long-cherished lover, and the other is his old enemy who has been entangled with him all his life.

After the teacher left, there was no more rain in the world.

What about Chu Wanning?

Mo Ran doesn't know, he only remembers that day, he guarded the person in his arms, bit by bit, cold, without crying or laughing, joy and sadness became out of reach.

After Chu WanNing left, Mo Weiyu no longer knew what the world was.

The candles were bright, illuminating Chu Wanning's naked upper body.

The clothes Yuheng wears in Wanye on weekdays are very tight, the lapels are folded tightly and high, and the girdle is wrapped three times, which is upright and abstinent.

Therefore, no one has ever seen how his body was injured after two hundred sticks...

Although he was punished in the Disciplinary Court that day, Mo Ran saw the stick injury on Chu Wanning's back with his own eyes. At that time, he only knew that it was bloody and bloody, which was extremely tragic.But then he saw that Chu Wanning was wandering around like a normal person, thinking that he probably didn't hurt his bones.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that Chu Wanning's injury was far more serious than he had imagined.

The five openings left by the ghost master of ceremonies have all been opened, and the bones can be clearly seen in the deepest part.

Chu Wanning probably didn't ask anyone to help change the medicine. He did it by himself. The ointment was unevenly applied, and some places that could not be reached were inflamed and festered.

Not to mention the bruises and purple stick marks.Covering the entire back, there is almost no complete flesh and blood, plus the backlash of the magic circle just now, at this moment, Chu Wanning's wounds are all torn, blood is flowing, and soon the quilt under him is dyed mottled.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mo Ran wouldn't believe that the person who insisted on wiping the bridge pillars and opening a huge rain barrier for the disciples would be the one in front of him—this serious injury that can be classified as "old, disabled, sick and weak" wound number.

If it wasn't for Chu Wanning who had lost consciousness, Mo Ran really wanted to grab his collar and ask——

Chu Wanning, do you have a self-esteem disease?

Keep your head down and be soft, who will stop you?Why do you have to be so stubborn, you are such an adult, why don't you know how to take care of yourself and treat yourself better?

Why don't you want to ask others to help you with the medicine?

Why would you rather let two mechmen help you perform the healing circle than ask others for help?

Chu Wanning, are you stupid! !

Are you stubborn?

Cursing secretly, he quickly clicked on the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding.Then call hot water and wipe the blood on the back for Chu Wanning...

The sharp knife is quenched to cut off the completely rotten flesh.

For the first time, Chu Wanning groaned in pain, and his body bounced subconsciously.Mo Ran held him down, and said in a bad mood: "What are you humming! Do you owe? Fuck? Then hum, I will stab your chest with a knife, and it won't hurt when you die. It's over!"

It is only at this time that Mo Ran can reveal his fierce nature and shout at him like he did in his previous life.

But there are too many white and rotten wounds, and they are cleaned up bit by bit, and Chu Wanning has been panting in a low voice.

Even if this person is in a coma, he will try his best to suppress and bear it, and will not cry out for pain, but his body is covered in cold sweat, and his body that has just been wiped clean is soaked in sweat again.

After working for more than half an hour, the medicine was finally applied and the wound was wrapped up.

Mo Ran put on obscene clothes for Chu Wanning, and brought a thick quilt to cover the hot master, and then heaved a sigh of relief.Recalling that the medicine prepared by Mrs. Wang was still sealed in the oil paper bag, she poured boiling water into a bowl of medicine juice and brought it to Chu Wanning's bedside.

"Come on, take some medicine."

He picked up the sleeping man with one hand, let him lean on his shoulder, scooped up the medicine juice with the other hand, blew it, and tried to sip it himself first.

Mo Ran frowned immediately, and his face twisted into bun folds: "Damn it, is it so bitter?" But it was still cold, and it was fed to Chu Wanning.

As a result, just half a spoonful was fed, Chu Wanning couldn't stand it, and coughed and spat out the medicine juice, most of which splashed on Mo Ran's clothes.

Ink burning: "..."

He knew that Chu WanNing didn't like suffering, and was even afraid of suffering.

But if it was in a sober state, the stubborn Elder Yuheng would definitely endure the disgust and swallow the medicine in one gulp, at most he would put on a straight face afterwards and secretly eat a candy.

Unfortunately, Chu WanNing is now in a coma.

Mo Ran has no choice but to lose his temper with an unconscious person, so he has to be patient and feed him a small sip, and wipe the concoction at the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief from time to time.

This is not difficult for Mo Ran. After all, in his previous life, for a period of time, he also came to feed Chu Wanning medicine like this every day, and at that time Chu Wanning still resisted, and Mo Ran slapped him. , and then grabbed his chin, and kissed him fiercely, his tongue ravaged and invaded, blood filled the air...

Don't dare to think about it again, the last few spoonfuls of Mo Ran's feeding were a bit sloppy, and almost half of them were spit out by Chu Wanning.Then he put the person on the bed and roughly twisted the quilt.

"I'm doing my best. Don't kick the quilt at night. You're already hot. If you accidentally catch a cold..."

Halfway through the babble, he suddenly lost his temper and kicked the leg of the bed.

"Forget it, what does it matter to me if you catch a cold or not? I wish you would get sicker and worse, and it would be best to die."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

When he walked to the door, he felt that his heart was hanging and couldn't let go, so he turned back, thought for a while, and extinguished the candle for him.Then leave again.

This time I walked to the water of the Red Lotus Pond, looking at the water lilies that had absorbed Chu Wanning's blood and became more and more beautiful, the irritability in my chest only increased.

He became angry with embarrassment, but returned to the bedroom with hands and feet.

Like a rusty and aging mecha man, he creaked and walked around the house, and finally stood by Chu Wanning's bed reluctantly.

The moonlight scattered from the half-open bamboo windows, and the silver glow soaked in Chu Wanning's handsome face.

His lips were pale, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Mo Ran thought for a while and closed the window for him.There is a lot of humidity in Sichuan, so sleeping with the windows open at night is always bad for people.After finishing this matter, Mo Ran secretly swore:

Then turn back from the door, he is a dog!

As a result, when he walked to the door, with a bang, Chu Wanning kicked the quilt down with one foot.

Ink burning: "..."

So how can this person change his habit of kicking the quilt while sleeping?

In order not to be a dog, the 16-year-old Taxian Dijun endured with great backbone and left.

He did what he said, and he would never turn back from the door again!

So after a while.

——The wise and mighty emperor opened the window and came in through the window.

Picking up the quilt on the ground, and covering Chu Wanning again, Mo Ran listened to Chu Wanning humming unbearably in pain, and his twitching back, watching him curled up in the corner of the bed, no longer the same as usual fierce.

Cursing "serve it right" on his lips, he was vaguely moved with compassion.

He sat beside Chu Wanning's bed and watched.Don't let people kick the quilt down again.

It was late at night, and Mo Ran, who had been tired for a day, finally couldn't hold it anymore, slowly tilted his head, and fell asleep.

This sleep was very bad, Chu Wanning kept tossing and turning, Mo Ran was in a daze, and seemed to hear him humming softly.

Qianmei was drowsy, and Mo Ran was a little confused about what night and what night, and at some point, he naturally lay beside Chu Wanning, hugging the trembling man.He squinted his sleepy eyes, subconsciously stroked his back, hugged him in his arms, and whispered softly in his sleep: "Okay, okay, it doesn't hurt anymore...it doesn't hurt anymore..."

Mo Ran fell asleep and whispered, as if he had returned to the peak of death and life in his previous life, and returned to the desolate and empty Wushan Temple.

Since Chu Wanning's death, no one has slept with him.

Even the lingering breeding out of hatred, in such a cold day after day, still makes his heart ache, and his heart is devoured by thousands of ants.

But if you think about it again, Chu Wanning can't come back.

He lost the last fire in his life.

This night, Mo Ran hugged Chu Wanning, half asleep and half dreaming, for a while he knew that he had regained his life, and for a while he said that he was still in the past.

He suddenly dared not open his eyes, afraid that when he woke up tomorrow, there would be nothing but empty pillows and curtains.In the boundless floating world, a long life, from now on he is the only one left.

He undoubtedly hated Chu Wanning.

However, when he hugged the person in his arms, the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

It was the 32-year-old Ta Xianjun, the warmth he thought he would never find again.

"Wan Ning, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

Consciousness was hazy, Mo Ran was stroking the hair of the person in his arms like before he was reborn, whispering softly, a sentence that was extremely gentle, just blurted out like this.

He was so sleepy that he didn't even realize what he said, what he called the other party, and he didn't even think about it when he said this sentence, it just slipped down naturally, and then Mo Ran took a long breath and fell into a deeper in the dream.

Early the next morning, Chu Wanning's eyelashes trembled and he woke up leisurely.

His cultivation base is strong, and he had a high fever overnight, which has subsided by this time.

Chu Wanning opened his eyes sleepily, and his consciousness was still a little fuzzy. He was about to get up, but suddenly realized that someone was lying on the same bed as him.

... Ink, ink light rain? ? ?

The surprise was no small matter.Chu Wanning's face was pale for a moment, but he couldn't remember what happened last night. What's more, his movement woke up Mo Ran.

The young man yawned, his clean and delicate face had some healthy blush that is unique to sleeping soundly, he raised his eyelids in a daze, glanced at Chu Wanning lightly, and said vaguely: "Ah... let me sleep for a while... ...Since you are awake, go and cook me a bowl of porridge with egg flower and lean meat..."

Chu WanNing: "......"

What kind of mess, sleep talk?

Mo Ran was still dazed. Seeing that Chu Wanning didn't move, he didn't urge others to get up and cook porridge. Instead, he smiled lazily, stretched out his hand, and pulled Chu Wanning's face, kissing him on his lips. for a moment.

"It's okay to be sorry, I just had a nightmare, in the dream... oh... I won't mention it." He sighed, hugging the man who had been completely sluggish and stiff.The chin rubbed against the hair of the person in his arms, and he muttered, "Chu Wanning, let me hug you again."

The author has something to say:

Hair sugar, hair sugar, sugar, the sugar you want!

Regarding why Mo Ran called him [Wan Ning], this is not a slip of the tongue. In his last life, he really called Shizun like this later. As for why he called him so intimately, please listen to... Uh, I don’t know how many times the breakdown !Da da da run away.