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    Chu Wanning's words "Get out" stuck in her throat, she was silent for a long time with a gloomy face, and finally changed slowly: "Get out."

    "Huh? Your door is unlocked?" After a whole day of cold war, Mo Ran wanted to reconcile with him, so he opened the door and walked in while talking, as if nothing had happened.  Chu Wanning sat at the table expressionlessly, raised his eyelids, and glanced at him lightly.

    In all fairness, Mo Ransheng is very beautiful. Once you walk in the door, the whole room is brightened up.  He is indeed very young, his skin is taut, and seems to exude a faint radiance, the corners of his mouth are naturally slightly curly, and he seems to be smiling even when he is not emotional.

    Chu Wanning quietly looked away from Mo Ran, her slender eyelashes drooped, and raised her hand to snuff out a burning incense on the table, and then asked coldly:

    "What are you doing here?"

    "I'm hereto see your injury." Mo Ran coughed a few times, his eyes fell on Chu Wanning's shoulder, and he was slightly stunned, "Have you changed it?"

    Chu Wanning said lightly: "Yes."

    Mo Ran was speechless: ""

    He really hated Chu Wanning, and was also angry that Chu Wanning hurt Shi Mei.  But after calming down, Mo Ran was not completely heartless, and he didn't forget how Chu Wanning's shoulder was injured.

    In that suffocating coffin, it was Chu Wanning who tightly protected herself in her arms, blocked the sharp claws of the ghost emcee with her own body, trembling with pain and did not let go

    Mo Ran hates Chu Wanning very much.

    However, apart from disgust, for some reason, it is always mixed with some very complicated emotions.

    He is a rude person. He didn't read books when he was a child. Although he has acquired some literature knowledge later, he is still easily unable to turn around when it comes to many delicate things, especially when it comes to feelings.

    For example, about Chu Wanning, Mo Ran touched his head and thought about it for a long time, and the back of his head was going to be bald, and he couldn't figure out what this feeling was.

    He can only simply recognize a certain emotion: like, hate, hate, happy, unhappy.

    If several emotions are mixed together, the wise and mighty Emperor Taxian will stare at the stars and become completely dizzy.

    I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't know, help, my head hurts.

    So Mo Ran didn't bother to think about it, anyway, he didn't have the time to study anyone except Shi Mei.

    He secretly wrote down a bad debt to Chu Wanning in his heart, while secretly thinking about the opportunity in the future, he must pay it back twice, and at the same time, he felt guilty, fighting between heaven and man, and finally knocked on Chu Wanning's door.

    He didn't want to owe Chu Wanning.

    But Chu Wanning is more stubborn than he thought, and he is cruel.

    Mo Ran stared at a pile of blood-stained cotton gauze on the table, a basin full of hot water stained red with blood, and a sharp knife thrown aside randomly, with flesh and blood hanging on the tip of the knife, his head was big.

    How did this person manage to heal himself?

    Is he really able to clean up the wounds of rotten flesh like this without blinking an eyelid?  Just imagining that scene makes one's scalp tingle, is this guy still human?

    Thinking of the time when Shi Mo was cleaning the wound just now, Shi Mo groaned/groaned in pain, with tears in the corners of his eyes, even if Mo Ran didn't like Chu Wanning anymore, he couldn't help but bow to him again and again in his heart¡ª¡ª

    Elder Yuheng is indeed a domineering and pure man, he is convinced.

    Standing in place for a while, Mo Ran first broke the silence.  He coughed twice, rubbed his toes against the floor, and said awkwardly: "Just now in the Chen residence Master, I'm sorry."

    Chu Wanning didn't speak.

    Mo Ran glanced at him secretly: "I shouldn't have yelled at you."

    Chu WanNing still ignored him, the man's face was faint, expressionless as always, but he was aggrieved in his heart, so he just kept silent.

    Mo Ran walked over and got closer, only to see that Chu Wanning had wrapped his shoulders in a mess, tied up cotton yarn, and tied himself up like a crab.

    ""

    That's right, how good can a person who can't even wash his clothes be expected to tie himself up?

    Sighing, Mo Ran said: "Master, don't be angry."

    "Did you see me angry with that eye?" Chu Wanning said angrily.

    Mo Ran: ""

    after awhile.

    "Master, bandaging is not done like this"

    He pushed back unceremoniously: "Want you to teach me?"

    Mo Ran: ""

    He raised his handIt's a pity that we are far away, otherwise I would also like to listen to her play a song.  "

    Mo Ran smiled and said: "Thanks for the compliment, I thank her for her."

    "For her? For her?" The shopkeeper was puzzled, "Do you know her?"

    Mo Ran said: "It's not just about knowing."

    "Wowthe immortal can't see it, hey? But you cultivators, can you alsoum"

    Mo Ran interrupted him with a smile: "Besides Le Kui, do you know anything else?"

    "Well eating is said to be a must."

    Mo Ran curled up his mouth and smiled brighter. He skillfully picked up the kitchen knife and said, "Before I practiced Taoism, I worked for several years in the kitchen of Zuiyulou. You said it was delicious made by your chef.  , or did I make it delicious?"

    The shopkeeper was even more surprised, and said incoherently: "Xian Jun is reallyreally"

    It's been a long time and I really can't come out.

    Mo Ran squinted at him, with a calm and smug smile on his mouth, and said lazily: "Go out, the chef is going to cook."

    The shopkeeper didn't know that he was talking to the former Lord of Darkness, so he pulled his face in a cheap way: "Jiuyang Zuiyulou's dim sum is exquisite, I don't know if Xianjun will make it in a while, can you give me a favor and let me taste some  son?"

    He originally thought that the request was not high, and Mo Ran would definitely agree.

    Unexpectedly, Mo Ran squinted his eyes and said with a smirk: "Want to eat?"

    "Um!"

    "Thinking beautiful!" Mo Ran snorted, and the pride was gone, muttering, "Is this the master who can easily cook and serve people? I made this specially for the teacher, or for the sake of  He, this seat will never light a fire to cook"

    He grumbled as he pulled out a radish and began to cut it.

    "" The shopkeeper groaned, stood rubbing his hands in embarrassment, laughed for a while, and then went out.

    He also murmured in his heart.

    Return this seat?  At such a young age, I am afraid that the spiritual nucleus has not yet formed.  Look at what he was babbling about, junior sisters are senior and junior sisters are short, but there is no female Taoist priest among the people who walked with him today.

    The shopkeeper rolled his eyes.

    It is expected that this person is ill, and the illness is not serious.

    Mo Ran was busy in the kitchen for a long time, and stayed for two full hours. It was almost noon, and then he finished work, and ran upstairs excitedly to wake up the teacher.

    When passing by Chu Wanning's house, he stopped slowly.

    Do you want to invite him to eat together

    Thinking of Chu Wanning's bad temper, Mo Ran pursed his lips, his face full of contempt.

    Don't call, don't call, it's just a little bit, it's not his share!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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