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Master, this is torture

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    After drinking water, the two of them got busy again, but when Mo Ran swung the hammer, Chu WanNing knew something was wrong.

    The large-scale movements made the lines of the young man's body more and more sharp and tense. The sun's golden light rushed over him like a waterfall, flowing down the clusters of sexy muscles. When he raised his arms, his shoulders stretched out  Open, the chest is smooth and tight, like a hot rock, containing amazing heat and strength.

    The wooden hammer smashed hard into the stone mortar, and was sucked tightly by the wet and soft rice cake, and then lifted up, with white glutinous stickiness

    He exerted endless strength violently, with such great strength, that Chu Wanning even felt that if it really made him unlucky, if he really accidentally touched himself, he would be crushed and kneaded under him.  crumbs.  Mo Ran looked focused, panting slightly, his chest and heart fluctuated together, there was sweat between his dark eyebrows, his Adam's apple rolled slightly from time to time, the muscles of his upper arm stretched, Chu Wanning looked at his movements, suddenly couldn't help  With restraint, he recalled the dream he had repeatedly had.

    "Master."

    Or maybe he yelled several times.

    "Master, Master?"

    Only then did he regain his strength suddenly, but his heartbeat was already frenzied, there was a glint in his eyes, his throat was throbbing, and his eyes were a little out of focus: "Huh?"

    Mo Ran's cool eyes looked down at him. Because of his body heat, he looked extremely hot. He said, "Master, come, turn over."

    ""

    "Master, come on, turn over"

    He seemed to hear the man's hot panting, as if it was behind his ear.

    Mo Ran noticed something wrong with him, put down the wooden hammer, and went to him: "Master, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

    "No." His voice made Chu Wanning's heart numb like a bug biting an ant, Chu Wanning pushed him away suddenly, and raised a pair of phoenix eyes that became angry from embarrassment.

    Mo Ran looked down, sure enough, his heart was uneasy, he knew that Chu WanNing Su loved to be clean, so he immediately stood aside, but his eyes were concerned, and he still chased that person, unwilling to move away for a moment.

    After that, Chu Wanning remained silent. When the rice cakes were steamed and everyone sat around, he was gone.

    "Oh, you asked Chu Xianjun. He said he had a headache and went back to the house to rest." The village head said, "I think his cheeks were a little red when he left, maybe he had a fever."

    When Mo Ran heard it, he was very anxious, and he stopped helping to store the rice cakes, and hurriedly ran to the small courtyard where the two lived.

    As soon as the door was pushed, there was no one on the bed, and he was even more anxious. Suddenly he heard the sound of water coming from the kitchen, Mo Ran hurriedly lifted the curtain and rushed in rashly.

    Then he saw that Chu Wanning took off his clothes, was holding a bucket full of water, and was standing barefoot on the brick-red ground to take a shower.

    At the end of October, the frost has passed.

    Chu WanNing Are you fucking taking a cold shower?  !

    Everything was exactly the same as what he was familiar with, without any change.

    He suddenly found himself out of breath.

    He saw that Chu Wanning's shoulders had just the right arc and strength, like a strong bow drawn to seven points, ready to go.  He saw Chu Wanning's shoulder blades shrugging under the thin ice-like delicate skin.

    Then he followed the water flow, yes, he followed the water flow, the water flow washed away his gaze, and brought his gaze down, so he saw Chu Wanning's thin and slender waist, with two pools of shallow waist behind him  nest, filled with wine, to poison those who desire him.

    "Xianjun Mo!" Suddenly someone called him, "Xianjun Mo, are you there?"

    Mo Ran was startled, turned around, and the door curtain was opened before stopping, Ling'er leaned in, and said while walking: "Why did you run away in a hurry? My mother asked me to ask you to eat sugar rice cakes, you  -"

    She saw Chu Wanning taking a bath and suddenly lost her voice.

    Chu WanNing: ""

    Ling'er: ""

    "Ah!!!" The girl screamed and hurriedly covered her eyes. Chu Wanning also had a very bad complexion. It was rare to get clothes in a hurry, but he didn't expect to run back to take a shower, and there would be one or two.  Uninvited guests broke into his house, what a ghost!

    Mo Ran turned to Ling'er and said, "Go out."

    "Ah! Yes! Yes!" The girl was also frightened and stupid, and she was stunned for a while before stumbling out the door and running away in fright.

    Chu WanNing: ""

    Mo Ran's face was gloomy. After confirming that she had really gone far, she was relieved and turned around.

    Facing Chu Wanning's indifferent face.

    ?So each household took out some food, or pastries, or dried meat, and the village head also opened two jars of sorghum wine, and sat around in a lively group.  Noisy eating and drinking, very happy.  Chu Wanning and Mo Ran didn't sit together. They were a little far apart, and there was a fire burning in the middle. They looked at each other through the fire, and they didn't want each other to find out.

    You glanced at me, thinking it was silent, but the two sets of gazes always met halfway, so you pretended to glance over unintentionally, lowered it lightly, and then sneaked up on the other's cheek after a while.

    The orange flames were surging, and the firewood was crackling.

    There were laughter and chatter around, but none of them could hear or see any of them. There was a whole moon in the sky, only according to the hearts of the two of them.

    The wine opened by the village head quickly ran out, but everyone felt that it was not enough.

    Mo Ran remembered that there was still a good altar of pear blossom white in his room, so he said hello, got up and went back to get the wine.

    Halfway there, I heard movement behind me.

    He turned around: "Who?"

    The rustling footsteps stopped immediately, and then a pair of light green shoes embroidered with yellow flowers slowly came out from the corner.

    The ink burned for a moment: "Miss Ling'er? It's you."

    Ling'er drank a little too much wine, her snowy jade-like cheeks were flushed, her lips were plump and bright, she stood in the moonlight, staring affectionately, her full chest heaving and falling with some rapid breathing  , she said: "Mo Xianjun, wait a minute, I have something to tell you." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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