Chu Wanning was eating a little too much, and said angrily: "What are you marrying? You are a big man. You are not ashamed to say such words..."

Mo Ran smiled even more clearly: "Then, since you didn't marry me, is it me who married you?"

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

Even if he beat him to death, he couldn't tell Mo Ran that the color gourd turned into was exactly what he had dreamed of in his dreams. Mo Ran, who had a little pale skin.

I won't tell Mo Ran how they tangled and had sex with each other in that dream.

The so-called "people need face, trees need bark". One of the most important things in this world is the face of Elder Yuheng.

Therefore, Chu Wanning blinked his sleeves and said, "If you talk nonsense again, leave now. You are not allowed to stay here."

Mo Ran was indeed honest now. He pursed his lips, as if he felt a little aggrieved, but he was always quite well-behaved. He looked at him with his black eyes and rubbed his nose with his nose on Chu Wanning's cheek. He was a little gentle and coquettish: "Oh, then I won't ask anything, good master, don't drive me away."

"Master, Master, don't add it." Chu Wanning felt soft and soft when he was chanted. She couldn't resist it, but she pushed him to the head that rubbed him over and said with a stern face, "Don't scream."

"But if you only call me Master, you won't be intimate at all."

“Is there any?”

Mo Ran said in a temptation: "Look, I call you Master in front of me. If you call you Master when you are alone, that would be boring, right?"

Chu Wanning was not fooled: "No."

"..." Mo Ran's move didn't work and another move was changed, pulling Chu Wanning to call him constantly, "Master, Master, Master." Every call was sweet and greasy, making Chu Wanning's back hairy. In the end, Chu Wanning could no longer bear it and smashed a book next to him on Mo Ran's face.

"shut up."

The book is very thick, but it is very light and does not hurt.

Mo Ran smiled and took down the book, revealing the handsome face behind him: "I'm afraid that if I get used to calling me like this, I will accidentally call Master in front of others. So, I'd better think of a different name."

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

Mo Ran sighed: "Why don't you always bite the hook?"

"..." After being stabbed by the description of biting hook, Chu Wanning became more and more unhappy. She lowered her head and took care of her book, and no longer paid attention to her apprentice who was lying on the table and blew her hair in front of her.

After being at peace for a while, Mo Ran said in a very disappointed way: "I want to ask for something from Master."

"Um?"

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

Chu Wanning stopped the movements in his hand, straightened up, and looked at him.

"I won't call you often, either." Mo Ran's thick and slender eyelashes drooped, making a tiny shadow on his nose. "Is it okay if it occasionally... it's not possible?"

“…”

"If you really can't do it, forget it." Mo Ran seemed increasingly disappointed, "If you don't shout, don't shout."

In the end, Chu Wanning gave in.

It was probably because Mo Ran was ten years old, but he still couldn't help but beg the young people and begged for coquettishness.

After he looked at him, the handsome man smiled brightly and suddenly felt like he was deceived-

He seemed to have always been fierce, and he was swaying his teeth and claws. But the final result was often that he was compromising and obedient to Mo Ran.

He, who had been walking around for so long, finally got dizzy and bit the hook called Mo Ran.

"What should I call you?" Hook asked.

Chu Wanning said: "Can you please."

"How can you be at will? This is a very important thing."

Mo Ran thought hard for a long time, but his mind was scarce 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 gloomy face: "... Do you need me to call you Ran Mei?"

"Hahaha, it's not very good." Mo Ran scratched his head and smiled for a while, and began to frown and think again, but what he was thinking was always a bit too hard, so it was still very bad, "Baby Chu Lang?"

After saying that, I couldn't stand it anymore, and held my forehead, feeling a little desperate.

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

Mo Ran felt that what he said made sense, but he was unwilling to give up. Finally, he smiled and said, "Then after that, I will think about it carefully and think of the most suitable one for you."

After a pause, he pulled Chu Wanning, who was standing beside him, climbed up to Chu Wanning's neck, let him sit on his lap, 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 look at it, I can't help it."

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

Before he finished speaking, his lips were already held, Mo Ran's warm and slightly moist lips touched it, and it was sweet and fragrant. He hugged the person on his legs, and the two kissed them tightly in the chair. It was drizzling outside, and the sound of the rain covered the sticky and shy sound when the lips and tongue were intertwined.

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

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

"Actually, it's good for you."

"Um?"

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

Chu Wanning leaned on his shoulder. This feeling was very sweet, but it made him at a loss.

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

After a while, he whispered: "Why are you again..."

"Ahem, it's okay."

"...I'll help you..." After saying this, Chu Wanning's face was so hot that she felt a fever.

Mo Ran hurriedly said, "No, Master will go to the Presbyterian Church later."

Chu Wanning took a look at the drip: "It's almost time to have a cup of tea, so it should..."

Mo Ran said embarrassedly: "It's not enough."

"Um?"

“…I can’t make it.”

Chu Wanning was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and his face turned redder in an instant.

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

After retreating, I was a little upset, probably feeling that I was timid in this way, so I took another step forward.

Mo Ran looked funny. He sat on the chair without hiding it. Even though his clothes were covered, the place where he was still shocked and ferocious, which could kill people's lives.

"I won't tease you anymore." Mo Ran finally grabbed his wrist and wanted to pull him over and kiss his lips again, but Chu Wanning's taste was so confusing that he couldn't help but indulge him when he got it on, so he just held Chu Wanning's hand in the end.

He held his hand to his lips, looked at Chu Wanning, then lowered his eyebrows and kissed him. He was very pious.

Finally, he gently licked the back of Chu Wanning's hand.

"Master, you are so sweet."

The rain in Shu fell intermittently for half a month, and it finally cleared up on this day, and the sun was seen.

Mo Ran walked among the bamboo forests in the deep and shallow pool of water. Today he resumed morning practice, but Chu Wanning did not come. He heard that he went to the back mountain to teach Xuan Ji's stupid disciples to throw plum blossom darts.

Before he could reach the shooting range, he heard Chu Wanning's cold voice: "You have to relax your hands, and the plum blossom dart is sandwiched between the index finger and ring finger, and spiritual power comes out from the tip of your finger to make it scatter at the end of your finger. When the golden light is emitted from the edge, you will throw it towards the target."

"sand--"

Just listening to the sound, Mo Ran knew that the disciples had fallen into nothing again, and they all lamented.

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

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

Chu Wanning said: "When the golden light spreads out, the plum blossom dart will become slightly hot. Feel it carefully and don't look with your eyes."

"Can you vote accurately without looking?"

Before Chu Wanning could answer, she heard a smiley voice behind her: "Of course I can vote correctly."

Chu Wanning turned around and said, "Why are you here?"

The new disciples said, "Senior Brother Mo."

There was also an extremely cute and cute female disciple who turned red when he saw Mo Ran's face and then clasped his fists in a hurry.

Mo Ran didn't pay much attention to Xuan Ji's apprentice, but walked straight to Chu Wanning and said, "Master, why not blindfold your eyes and throw them to see?"

"……good."

After getting the permission, Mo Ran took off the snow-green hairband on his head, three fingers wide, and wrapped around Chu Wanning's eyes. The hairband was tied tightly, but it was not tied. The silk felt like running water, and the hairband tips were fluttering in the wind.

Chu Wanning said: "Plum Blossom Dart."
To be continued...