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Master, I like you

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    Mo Ran took out a piece of paper from the sea bowl and spread it out.

    Seeing the content on the paper, he was relieved at first, but then a little nervous.

    "What is it?" the village head asked.

    Mo Ran showed him the paper, the village head looked at it, and said: "Haha, fortunately, there are no fellow teachers and sisters who came with Mo Xianjun, otherwise I'm afraid I will offend others."

    Chu Wanning was originally curious about what problem Mo Ran caught. Hearing what the village chief said, he became even more curious. He stared at the note, as if he was going to stare at the note.

    Mo Ran smiled and said, "But the village head, look at what is written on this piece of paper, it should be a foul. What others said is one question, but he asked me three questions."

    "Who told Xianjun to have the right idea, and touched this one." The village chief said, "If Xianjun is not satisfied, then throw it away and grab it again."

    ? Grasping again may not be able to catch something like "a woman with long legs looks better or a woman with a thin waist", Mo Ran smiled and said: "Forget it, let's use this one."

    As he spoke, he handed the paper back to the village head, and said, "The ones I have drawn are to tell me about the three people I like the most in my life."

    Chu WanNing: ""

    At this time, Ling'er came back with red eyes, she didn't go forward, afraid that others would see that she had just cried, and she was sitting on the outermost edge of the hearth pond, so Mo Ran didn't see her either.

    In fact, after Mo Ran finished talking about the question, no one looked at it. He felt that such an overly private question made it awkward to look at anyone, and he couldn't speak, so he just stared at the fire.

    The bonfire flickered in his black eyes, reflecting his handsome face from time to time. He stared at the flame, lost in thought for a long time, and then said:

    "Then let's talk about my mother first."

    "My aunt left earlier. In fact, I don't remember her face very much. I just remember that when she was there, I could always eat and sleep well." Mo Ran said, "So  If there were three people, she would be one of them."

    The village head nodded: "Lick the calf with deep affection, well, I will count it as one for Xianjun."

    "The second one is my senior brother. He treats me kindly. Although he has no blood relatives, he is better than a biological brother."

    For this answer, Chu Wanning had expected it a long time ago, so there were not too many waves on his face or in his heart.  Mo Ran likes Shi Mingjing, which is the most obvious thing. When he was in Jinchengchi, he had already heard it with his own ears, and he was not surprised.

    Just looking at the man under the light of the night fire, he has a sharp and sharp outline, looks very handsome, but he is a bit stubborn in his bones.  A person's spirit can be reflected in the eyes to a large extent. Mo Ran's eyes are black and bright, extremely energetic, like a lamp that will never go out unless the oil is exhausted.

    People with such eyes are destined to be extremely stubborn.

    Chu Wanning is obsessed with such stubbornness, but unfortunately, this stubbornness does not belong to him.

    Mo Ran said that Shi Mingjing was so good, but Chu Wanning didn't listen to it. He felt that the wind at night was a bit cool, so he poured himself a cup of hot tea, held it in his hand, and drank it slowly.

    The tea warmed his throat all the way, fell into his stomach, warmed his flesh and blood, and softened his heart.

    He poured another cup silently, and was about to drink again, when Mo Ran finished talking about Shi Mingjing, then paused, and said a word:

    "There is one more person, the third one I want to talk about is my master."

    "Cough, cough, cough!!" Chu Wanning seemed to be scalded, and the tea choked out, coughing again and again, his face was flushed, he buried his head to wipe the water stains, but never looked up at Mo Ran.

    A person who is accustomed to being humble emotionally, if you pull him up from the ground, he will only panic because of his dusty body, and want to hide in the dark again, curl up, and hide.

    But Mo Ran obviously didn't intend to give him a chance to escape.

    Chu Wanning is too boring. If you let him go, he will always give you a back view and a back of the head.  He looks fiery and fierce, with purple electricity and blue frost between his brows and eyes, which is faintly intended to be attacked by thunder, but the ink burns clearly, this is just a well-polished human/skin mask.

    He has seen Chu Wanning's gentle human soul, so pitiful and helpless in the steaming mist of Meng Potang.

    He didn't want Chu Wanning to spoil himself like this anymore.

    Chu Wanning can no longer wear such a hideous and terrifying mask. If the guy with self-esteem is unwilling to take it off, then he will hold out his hand for him.

    The tea was only splashed a little, and it had been wiped clean long ago, but Chu Wanning was still wiping the dry water repeatedly.?.

    "I know I'm lucky." He said with a smile, "I have worshiped the best, best, and best master in the world."

    He used three best, very poor, and very forceful expressions.

    Quite a rustic and rough style of ink burning.

    Chu Wanning looked at him inscrutablely, only the eyelashes moved.

    Mo Ran took a deep breath and didn't know where the courage came from. He just felt that if he missed this time, he might never have the time to express himself so unscrupulously in this life.

    He suddenly half-knelt down, wanting to be at the same level as Chu Wanning who was sitting in front of the desk, but unfortunately his figure was still too tall. Kneeling like this, he still looked down at the master.

    Not caring so much anymore, he felt his heart beating so fast and his blood flowing so urgently.

    "Master."

    "" Chu Wanning suddenly felt something was wrong.

    The man's eyes were so anxious that he could not help but lean back.

    But in the end, the sharp arrow pierced through the heart.

    "I like you."

    He had no way to escape, and the sika deer jumping in the forest was stabbed in the legs and feet by the hunter's arrowhead, so he fell slumped.  Chu Wanning looked at him blankly, with a bang in his head, he couldn't hear anything else, and he couldn't see it

    Like¡ª¡ªhow implicit and vague this word is.

    It is not as straightforward as "love", which can burn other people's hearts as soon as it is spoken. It has many ways of understanding, and it has given many opportunities for idiots to express their feelings calmly and vent their hearts.  overflowing with love.

    Mo Ran silently thought: I like you, but I won't disturb you, force you, you think the love I said is just the friendship between master and apprentice, although it is regrettable for me, but it is also good for you  up.

    Chu Wanning thought silently: You said that you like me because of pity, because of the love of teaching, and the grace of saving lives. This is not the kind of love I want, but in exchange for your current favor, I have done  After exhausting all the things I can do, I no longer have the strength and no chips to exchange for more affection from you.  It is enough to get your recognition and love for me as a master.  I won't force it anymore.

    They didn't say anything more to each other, and the people watching the excitement around only praised the deep love between master and apprentice.

    Only Ling'er in the corner vaguely felt that there was something wrong. She looked at Mo Ran's handsome face, which had suppressed too deep desires and enthusiasm that made her feel weird.

    But she is pure after all, a person who grew up in a small village, and has never even heard of Longyang, so she just felt strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

    In this world, there are always some people who are heartless and unscrupulous when they don't like it. They can walk sideways, and they are not afraid when the king of heaven comes.

    But once they fall in love, it¡¯s like cooking oil in a raging fire, and their hearts are hot and jealous. They long for the love in their hearts to be discovered by the other party all the time, and they want to sink into the ocean of desire with the other party, and they are inseparable.

    But what if the other party really wants to find out?  They were also fearful and frightened, afraid that the other party would not like them, afraid of being rejected, afraid of one or that, not to mention the king of heaven, this time it was a cicada on the tree that blew twice, and couldn't beat it.  Things, they would all feel uneasy, oh my god, the cicadas on the tree are screaming, it¡¯s terrible, so does he not like me?

    The most ambiguous love is often you guess and guess, you hide and hide, and you can smell the sour smell that pervades two miles away.

    Mo Weiyu was Ta Xianjun in her previous life, and she is Grandmaster Mo in this life.

    Notorious, Wise I.

    He had been the worst ghost, and now he has become the best person, but he still couldn't escape this sour body in the end.

    What about Chu Wanning?

    That guy is always a fish in the net, and even a little trouble in love can give him a headache and make him entangled.

    However, he wanted to save face, so he snorted and said, there is nothing to talk about such a sour and corrupt matter.

    Really kill a person.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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