The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Unexpectedly, although Chu Wanning's technique of making dumplings is clumsy, the finished product is not bad. A round and lovely dumpling is pinched out by his evenly long fingers and neatly stacked on the desk.

The three apprentices couldn't help being dumbfounded.

"Master can actually make dumplings..."

"Am I dreaming?"

"The package is still very good."

"Wow……"

Their whispers naturally couldn't escape Chu Wanning's ears. Chu Wanning pursed her lips, her eyelashes rustled, and although her face was still expressionless, her ears were slightly flushed.

Xue Meng didn't hold back and asked: "Master, is this your first time making dumplings?"

"……Um."

"Then how can it be so beautifully wrapped?"

"...It's the same as making a mecha, but it's just a few folds. It's not difficult."

Mo Ran looked at him across the wooden table, gradually lost in thought.

The only time he saw Chu Wanning making pasta in his last life was after Shi Mei passed away. That day Chu Wanning went to the kitchen and slowly wrapped Shi Mei's best copying hand.

But before he could put it in the pot, he was knocked to the ground by the irrational Mo Ran, and Bai Shengsheng's copying hands rolled all over the ground.

Mo Ran doesn't remember whether the handbags are flat or round, beautiful or ugly.

I just remember Chu Wanning's expression at that time, looking at himself without saying a word, with flour crumbs on his cheeks, looking so strange, a little dazed, even a little stupid...

At that time, Mo Ran thought that he would get angry and get angry, but Chu Wanning didn't say anything in the end. He just leaned over, lowered his head, and picked up the plaster-stained handcuffs one by one, silently, and caged them together. Then, pour it out yourself.

What kind of mood was Chu Wanning at that time?

Mo Ran didn't know, he didn't think about it, he didn't want to think about it, in fact, he didn't dare to think about it.

The dumplings were wrapped and brought to the kitchen by the little snowman to cook. According to the custom, Chu Wanning sealed a copper plate inside. Those who eat it will have good luck.

Snowman quickly brought back the boiled dumplings, and put the prepared hot and sour vinegar on the wooden tray.

Xue Meng said: "Master eat first."

Chu Wanning didn't refuse. He took a dumpling and put it in his own bowl, but he didn't eat it. Instead, he picked up three more and gave them to Xue Meng, Mo Ran and Shi Mo in turn.

"Happy New Year." Chu Wanning said lightly.

The apprentices were taken aback for a moment, and then all laughed: "Master, happy new year."

It's a coincidence, just the first dumpling, Mo Ran bit the copper plate with a bang, he was really caught off guard, and almost knocked out half of his teeth.

The teacher looked at his grinning face and laughed: "Ah Ran will have good luck in the new year."

Xue Meng said: "Hey, shit luck."

Mo Ran burst into tears: "Master, it's too accurate to get a dumpling from Li Jie. Jie is the first one, and the nest is ready..."

Chu Wanning said: "Speak well."

Mo Ran: "I bit the toe of the shoe."

Chu WanNing: "......"

Mo Ran rubbed his cheeks, took a sip of the tea handed by the teacher, and finally slowed down, jokingly said: "Haha, the master must have remembered which dumpling had a copper plate in it, and knocked mine on purpose?"

"You think it's beautiful."

Chu Wanning said coldly, then lowered his head and let himself eat.

But I don't know if it's Mo Ran's illusion. He saw Chu Wanning's face in the warm candlelight, and it seemed to be slightly red.

After the dumplings, the sumptuous dinner of the chef in charge was quickly brought out plate by plate, and the table was heavily covered with chicken, duck and fish.

The Mengpo hall was getting more and more lively, Xue Zhengyi and Mrs. Wang sat at the head, and let the little snowman send generous red envelopes to the table.

A little snowman kept bumping into Chu Wanning's knee, and Shi Zi Ancheng's eyes stared at him.

Chu Wanning was slightly stunned: "Why, I have it too?"

He took the red envelope and opened it, and inside was a handful of valuable gold leaves. He was a little speechless, and looked up at Xue Zhengyi, but saw that vulgar man was looking at him with a smile, and raised the wine cup in his hand. A toast.

So silly.

But I also feel that Xue Zhengyi is really...really...

Chu Wanning stared at him for a while, couldn't help rubbing a smile at the corner of his mouth, and raised his own wine, raised it towards the Lord, and drank it all in one gulp.

Afterwards, all the gold leaves were distributed to the apprentices. After drinking for three rounds and performing continuously on the stage, the atmosphere at the table finally came alive.

The main reason is that the three brats don't seem to be so afraid of him anymore.

As for Chu Wanning, he has always been a thousand cups.

"Master, Master, let me show you the palmistry?"

The first to drink the brain is a little unclear, it is Xue Meng.

He took Chu Wanning's hand and looked closely at him.If he hadn't had three glasses of wine, he wouldn't have dared to offend like this if lent him ten guts.

"The lifeline is long but intermittent, and the body doesn't seem to be particularly good." Xue Meng murmured, "It's easy to get sick."

Mo Ran laughed and said: "Quite accurate."

Chu WanNing glared at him.

"The ring finger is long and slender, Master, you are very lucky to make money."

"The three lines have the same source, and the branch line at the end of the love line hangs down to the wisdom line. Generally, they are willing to sacrifice for love..." Xue Meng stared blankly for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Is it true?"

Chu Wanning's face was blue, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Xue Ziming, I think you are tired of living."

Xue Meng, who was drunk, still didn't know it, so he smiled honestly, continued to read, and then muttered: "Ah, also, the love line has island-shaped lines, and it is under the ring finger, Master, you look at it His eyes are not very accurate... maybe he is blind..."

Chu WanNing couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily pulled his hands, wanting to leave.

Mo Ranxiao was dying of laughter, holding his belly for a long time, and suddenly met Chu Wanning's cold and stern gaze, and he held it back, but his ribs twitched and hurt.

Chu Wanning said angrily: "What are you laughing at? What's so ridiculous?"

Annoyed to leave, the sleeves were grabbed by Xue Meng.Immediately after Mo Ran couldn't laugh anymore, Xue Meng pulled Chu Wanning down in a daze, buried his head in Chu Wanning's arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pressed his forehead against the skirt of the master, Rubbing infinitely intimately.

"Master..." The soft youthful voice, with a hint of coquettishness, "Don't go, come, have another drink."

Chu WanNing looked like he was about to choke.

"Xue Ziming!! You, you are messing around, let me go!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, the little snowman on the stage suddenly ran down. It turned out that the sword dance performance of Elder Tanlang was over. According to the order, it should be Chu Wanning's turn.

This is not good, everyone's eyes are gathered on Chu Wanning. Seeing that Xue Meng dared to hug Elder Yuheng's waist after being drunk, and buried him in the other's arms to play a rogue, all the disciples were extremely wrong. With the chopsticks down, he stared intently at this corner.

Chu WanNing: "..."

For a while, the scene was extremely embarrassing. Elder Yuheng didn't stand or sit, so he could only let Xue Meng hold him stiffly.

After a long period of silence, Mo Ran suddenly laughed dryly: "No, Xue Meng, you are such a big man, are you still acting like a baby?" He stretched out his hand and grabbed people, "Get up, don't rely on Master .”

Xue Meng didn't mean to be coquettish, if he could remember this matter when he was sober, he would be able to slap both of himself.

But the person was drunk at the moment, and Mo Ransheng dragged him for a long time before tearing him off Chu Wanning.

"Sit down, let's see how much it is?"

Xue Meng looked at a finger stretched out by Mo Ran, frowned and replied: "Three."

Ink burning: "..."

The teacher couldn't help laughing, and also teased him: "Who am I?"

"You are a teacher." Xue Meng rolled his eyes impatiently.

Mo Ran also joined in the fun: "Then who am I?"

Xue Meng stared at him for a while and said, "You are a dog."

"..." Mo Ran said angrily, "Xue Ziming, I'm not finished with you!"

Suddenly at the table next to him, a disciple who didn't know whether he was courageous or drunk pointed at Chu Wanning, and asked loudly with a smile: "Young master, then look, who is he?"

Xue Meng's drinking capacity is really bad, he can't sit still, lying on the table, dragging his cheeks, squinting his eyes and looking at Chu Wanning for a long time.

Chu WanNing: "..."

Xue Meng: "..."

Chu WanNing: "..."

Xue Meng: "..."

After a stalemate for a long time, when everyone thought that Xue Meng was about to fall asleep, he suddenly smiled and wanted to pull Chu Wanning's sleeves.

"Brother Immortal."

The four words can be heard clearly and resoundingly.

All the disciples: "……………………"

"puff."

I don't know who laughed first, and then everyone couldn't help it. Even if Chu Wanning's face is ugly and his temper is bad, but the law does not blame the public, everyone is sure that even if he is unhappy, he can't use the sky. Ask to smoke everyone present?So the bustling Mengpo hall burst into laughter, and everyone was whispering among the wine and meat, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

"Haha, Brother Immortal."

"Elder Yuheng is so good-looking, he really looks like a fairy."

"If you want me to say it, I have to say something vulgar. Every time I see him, I can't help but think of one sentence."

Someone asked: "What are you talking about?"

"Except for the three feet of snow on your body, no one in the world should wear white clothes."

"...Then you are really vulgar."

Chu Wanning's face turned from white to green, from green to black, and finally he decided to pretend to be calm, as if he didn't hear.

After all, he is used to facing everyone's alienation and awe, and the sudden eagerness expressed in this festive atmosphere and alcohol made him immediately unable to resist and retreated steadily.Faced with such a situation, he really didn't know how to react, so he had to force himself to remain calm.

But the slight crimson color at the base of the ears betrayed his handsome face that seemed to be three feet frozen.

Mo Ran noticed it, pursed his lips, and didn't speak, but for some reason, an annoying jealousy suddenly surged in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't know that Chu Wanning is good-looking, but like everyone else, he also understands that although Chu Wanning is handsome, that kind of beauty is more of a sharp knife and axe, and it is always like frost and snow when he is not smiling It's cold, making people afraid to get close.

According to his dark and cramped psychology, Chu Wanning is like a plate of crispy meat with full color and fragrance, but it is placed in a broken and dirty food box. The only food box in this world is opened and tasted delicious. People, only themselves.He doesn't have to worry about someone discovering this delicacy, and he knows the taste from the marrow.

But tonight, in the warm fire, under the stimulation of shochu, so many pairs of eyes are staring at the food box that no one cares about.

Mo Ran suddenly became a little nervous.He wanted to cover the food box firmly, like waving away annoying flies, and drive away these people who coveted his food.

But suddenly realized that in this life, this crispy meat is not his.Holding the crystal-clear Chaoshou, he could no longer spare time to drive away those wolves who were coveting the meat.

Mo Ran and the others did not expect that Chu Wanning, like the other elders, carefully prepared the New Year's program, and he presented the Guqin performance.The disciples were full of admiration, and someone whispered: "It's really unexpected that Elder Yuheng can play the piano..."

"And it's so nice to play, I don't even know the taste of meat."

Mo Ran sat in the same place without saying a word, Xue Meng was already asleep, lying on the table, breathing evenly.Mo Ran took the jug in his hand, filled it up for himself, listened and drank, and stared at the people on the stage in a daze.

The irritability in my chest became stronger and stronger.

In her previous life, Chu Wanning never played any repertoire at the New Year's Eve reunion banquet.

The appearance of him playing the piano has only been seen by very few people.

At about that time, being under house arrest by Mo Ran, Chu Wanning was really depressed. Seeing a paulownia guqin in the court, he sat on the ground, closed his eyes and stroked the strings.

The sound of the piano is long and empty, attracting phoenixes and butterflies. When Mo Ran came back, he saw the silhouette of Chu Wanning sitting in the yard, indescribably quiet, upright and noble.

How did I treat him back then?

Ah yes.

It was because he was pressed by the piano and manipulated, and directly violated this moonlight-like cold man in the courtyard.Mo Ran only cared about the trembling and comfort of his own death, and didn't care how painful Chu Wanning was, and didn't even care about the beginning of winter at that time, and the master was so afraid of the cold, but his clothes were torn off. The stone surface was so ravaged by himself that he could no longer bear it, and passed out.

After recuperating for several months, I couldn't regain my energy.

Mo Ran said to him coldly at that time: "Chu Wanning, from now on, you will never play the piano in front of others. You know how much you look like playing the piano..."

He pursed his lips and couldn't find the right words, so he didn't say any more.

What is there?

Obviously a dignified and peaceful appearance, but for some reason, the seductive person can't hold back.

Chu Wanning didn't say a word, his lips were blue and white, his eyes were closed, and his eyebrows were chilling.

Mo Ran raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and stroked his frowning brows.The movement of stepping on Xianjun seemed to be gentle, but his voice was still cold and ruthless.

"If you don't listen, I will lock you on the couch with a chain, so that you can do nothing but sleep with me. I will do what I say."

How did Chu Wanning respond at that time?

Mo Ran took another sip of wine, looked at the people on the stage, and thought about it deeply.

As if nothing was said.

He seemed to open his eyes again, and said a word coldly——

"roll."

He can't remember.

In his life, the days of entanglement with Chu Wanning were so long, many things were no longer so clear, no longer so sharp.

In the end, he actually only recognized one thing to the extreme: Chu Wanning is his man, even if he doesn't like it, he should destroy it and tear it up.He would rather crush Chu Wanning's flesh and blood in the palm of his hand, like a jackal, a tiger and a leopard, chewing up Chu Wanning's bones and digging out his internal organs, rather than let others touch him.

He wants to let his desire grow in Chu Wanning's blood, his curse grows in his bones, and his eagerness flows in his body.

Isn't he aloof?

and after?Why don't you lie on the bed of the worst villain in the world, the most violent tyrant with your legs wide open, and be killed by the man's fiery blade.He soiled him, inside and out, all dirty.

How can it be so easy to put on torn clothes.

Mo Ran closed his eyes, his knuckles were blue and white, and his heart trembled.

He was thinking about the past, and he could no longer hear the lively cheers on New Year's Eve, nor the sound of Chu Wan Ning Shukuang's piano.

There was only a cold, almost crazy voice left in his mind, like a vulture fluttering from the past, hovering for a long time.

"Hell is too cold, Chu Wanning, come and die for me."

"Yes, you are a god, you are the light of others, Xue Mengmei Hanxue Liming and the people are waiting for you to illuminate them, Grandmaster Chu, a sage." The voice smiled sweetly, smiled, and suddenly became ruthless, Like a soul that has been cut in half, angry like thunder, "But me! Have you ever illuminated me! Have you warmed me? I only have the scars you left on me! Sages, Chu Wanning!"

"I want your people, I want your life. You want to be their fire, and I want to take you to my grave. Let you only look at my bones, and I want you to be with me rot."

"Death and life are not up to you..."

Shocking cheers sounded.

Mo Ran opened his eyes fiercely, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.

The performance was over, and all the disciples were eagerly clapping their hands. Sitting in it, Mo Ran felt faint and pale in front of his eyes. He watched Chu Wanning walk down the wooden steps slowly holding the paulownia guqin.

At that moment, for the first time in his life, he suddenly felt so ridiculous, and suddenly felt that he in his previous life seemed crazy.

In fact, Chu Wanning is not bad... I am... why bother?

When strong wine enters the throat, one will end up at a loss, one will be sleepy and ignorant, and one will end up intoxicated.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

"Psychological Activities of Individual Actors"

Mo Weiyu: I think I was like a lunatic in my previous life. The director gave me the script. No matter how I look at it, I feel that I want to play a crazy person. This script embarrasses me, but I have to go with it.

Xue Meng: I think I am a straight man, but the director actually asked me to hug my master and act like a baby. This script made me very embarrassed, but I had to obey.

Teacher Mei: I think Ah Ran has changed. The director clearly said that he likes me, but he didn’t watch me today. This script made me embarrassed, but I had to follow.

Chu Wanning: I don't think I want to act in bed.play.But the director said... I don't care what he says, drag it on, and kill me.Let him know what it means to have to obey.