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Master is afraid that he will tease me to death

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    Chu Wanning raised his eyelids, glanced at Mo Ran, and said, "I'm looking for you."

    "Ah? Who can find me at this time?" Mo Ran only had Chu Wanning in his eyes at this time, what he said and did with the people in the village during the day, and he had long forgotten the country of Jiaozhi.

    "The one who sings during the day." Chu Wanning wrote lightly, "That girl is the best in the village."

    "Really why do I feel that the girls in this village all look similar"

    Chu Wanning heard him say this, first he didn't speak, and then said: "I haven't seen you for five years, when did you become blind?"

    ""

    Chu Wanning's tone was flat, but when Mo Ran raised his eyes, he saw a smile in his eyes, and seemed to have a leisurely heart, joking with him.  Mo Ran couldn't help being flattered, and his mood brightened up a lot.

    The girl named Ling'er was holding a cloth bag with blue background and white flowers, and shouted to Mo Ran's room with all her strength: "Mo Xianjun, Mo¡ª"

    "I'm here." A man's deep voice suddenly sounded behind him, Ling'er turned her head and saw Mo Ran open half of the curtain, leaning against the door and smiling at her, "Girl, it's so late, what's the matter?"

    Ling'er was startled at first, then delighted, and immediately greeted her: "Fortunately, Xianjun is not asleep yet, this is for you, I asked my third aunt to come, and I told you at noon. Youyou use it  Take a look." She said, and handed him the cloth bag in her arms.

    Mo Ran opened it and saw that there were three clay pots inside.

    "This is?"

    "Herbal ointment." Ling'er said enthusiastically, pointing to her cheek with a smile, "In the field at noon, you said you were bitten by a mosquito"

    "Ah." It was only then that Mo Ran suddenly realized, and then he was a little embarrassed. The girl believed the reason he casually said, and she really gave him the herbal ointment, which made him a little ashamed.

    The villagers of Yuliang Village are too simple

    "But the bite shouldn't be severe." Ling'er suddenly stood on tiptoe, carefully looked at Mo Ran's face, and smiled brighter, "I can't see any mosquitoes."

    Mo Ran coughed dryly: "After all, he is a cultivator"

    Ling'er clapped her palms and said with a smile: "You people are really interesting, especially fun. If I had talent, I would also like to cultivate immortality, but it's a pity that Fubo has no fate."

    The two chatted a few more words, Mo Ran thanked her, took the herbal ointment and went back to the house.  Chu Wanning has changed his position, sitting at the table, flipping through the books left by Mo Ran, and looked up at him when he heard the movement.

    "Herbal ointment." Mo Ran said embarrassingly.

    Chu WanNing said: "Are you really bitten by a mosquito? Come here and let me see."

    Under the lights, the color of Mo Ran's face is like honey, slightly darker, but the eyebrows and eyes are more heroic. Chu Wanning stared for a while and asked: " where is the bag? Where is it?"

    Mo Ran scratched his head embarrassingly: "The skin is thick, it has disappeared a long time ago." He said, and put three cans of cool herbal ointment on Chu Wanning's table, "I don't need these, Master you  Keep it, you are more prone to mosquito bites."

    Chu Wanning was noncommittal, but said: "It's a golden sore medicine and a herbal ointment. If you go on, it's better for me to open a medicine shop."

    Mo Ran rubbed his handsome nose and smiled, his smile was very reserved and straightforward.  Chu Wanning looked at it, reached out and poked his forehead, and said, "It's getting late, go back to your room and sleep."

    "Well, Master, it's a sweet dream."

    "Good dream."

    However, that night, the people lying in the two old thatched cottages in the small courtyard that can be walked ten steps apart were different from those who wished each other. None of them fell asleep, they all tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

    Chu Wanning naturally needless to say, he feels that the soles of his feet are numb until now, and he can feel the cocoons of the ink burning fingertips, rubbing against himself.

    Mo Ran's thinking is much more complicated. He tosses and turns, rests his head on the crook of his arm, and keeps pressing the seam of the bed board.  , in this life, I must never be confused again, never bully others, never mess around

    What's more, there is still a teacher.

    Yes, I should think more about Shi Mei¡ª¡ªShi Mei

    Suddenly I felt even more uncomfortable.

    In fact, since returning to the peak of death and life, and seeing Shi Mo again, he has always felt that he does not seem to have much enthusiasm for Shi Mo.

    It seems that liking the teacher and protecting the teacher has become a habit without thinking.  He also does this all the time, but then what?

    Facing the teacher who was five years ago, I still feel kind, but; He squinted his soft eyelashes, looking for the figure of that person in the fields.  He found it quickly. After all, Mo Ranchu is so handsome and tall now, and he will look very eye-catching wherever he stands.

    The young man was helping the village head and the others to carry the harvested rice to the ox cart. He turned his back to Chu Wanning. After working for about a day, it was really hot. Like other farmers, he put on his coat and upper garment.  He took it off, revealing his sturdy, honey-colored back.

    Under the scorching sunset, his broad back was soaked with heat, and the sweat slowly slid down the swaying texture of his muscles, dripped into his waist, and snaked under his tight waistline

    He is like fiery iron, like charcoal in a furnace, burning all the tenderness and sweetness into steaming male and desire, Chu Wanning watched from afar, and all other scenes gradually faded away in his eyes, leaving only the beautiful man  His fur, smooth muscles like a cheetah, and half of his face turned away when he was talking and laughing with the village chief, with smooth dimples and kind eyes, looked handsome and charming.

    Seemingly feeling the gaze behind him, Mo Ran turned his head, and Chu Wanning quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

    But the heartbeat was as fast as a torrential rain, and the sound of rumbling blood filled my ears.

    After a while, he quietly opened a gap and looked under the eyelash curtain.  Mo Ran had already turned around, and Ling'er walked towards him from the ridge, with shy eyes, and handed him a handkerchief.

    "Xianjun, wipe off your sweat."

    Mo Ran was carrying a pile of straw to the car, and said with a smile: "I'm too busy, wait a while."

    Ling'er seemed very happy, and stood beside him watching, reaching out her hand to help him from time to time.  Mo Ran was quite surprised by this girl's enthusiasm, and said, "Thank you."

    She was even more delighted. The tall and strong man beside her exuded a masculine charm that was within reach. She heard his breathing, looked at his relaxed shoulders, blushed involuntarily, and forgot what men and women  Not kissing each other, holding the handkerchief and saying softly: "Xianjun, if you don't wipe your sweat, it will drip into your eyes."

    Mo Ran hurriedly said: "No hands, no hands."

    "I'll wipe it for you" Before she finished speaking, she felt a chill behind her.

    Chu Wanning had come behind them at some point, and he was still wearing a black thick robe of ink burning on his shoulders, his brows were squatting, with some hostility when he just woke up, he said: "Ink burning."

    "Ah?" The person who was not free just now put down the rice immediately, rubbed the tip of his nose and turned his head, and smiled when he saw Chu Wanning, "Master finally woke up."

    Chu WanNing looked him up and down: "Is it cold?"

    Mo Ran smiled and said, "Hot."

    As soon as he finished speaking, the drop of sweat accumulated between the black eyebrows trickled down, and inadvertently, it dripped into his eyes.  Looking at Chu Wanning.  Of course he was embarrassed to ask a girl to borrow a handkerchief, so he asked Chu Wanning: "Master, my eyes"

    "I washed my handkerchief."

    ""

    Seeing this, Ling'er hurriedly said: "Then use mine¡ª"

    Chu Wanning ignored her and went straight forward.  He looked indifferent, but looked up, raised his plain white sleeves, held the cuffs, and wiped Mo Ran's eyebrows carefully.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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