When Chu Wanning was eating the last steamed bun, the door behind him opened, and Mo Ran walked in with a bunch of things, and put them on the bed.
"Master, there are some fragments of talisman paper in your robe that you haven't taken out, and I put them here for you."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked out again.
He was really embarrassed to ask Chu Wanning directly with the kit, and always felt that no matter what the other party replied, the atmosphere would be extremely awkward. What's more, Chu Wanning's face is so thin, and his mouth is stupid. If he says something wrong and makes him unhappy, what should he do.
Mo Ran pursed his lips, his black eyes shone brightly, a little confused and at a loss.
He suddenly had a thought that made him feel unbelievable¡ª¡ª
Could it be, Chu Wanning
Did she actually like him?
Mo Ran was startled by his bold delusion, hurriedly shook his head, and murmured in a low voice: "Impossible, impossible"
The so-called not knowing the true face of Lushan Mountain is just because it is in this mountain, which is probably the case.
If this kit belongs to someone Mo Ran doesn't care about, such as a certain female nun, then Mo Ran must know it well when he sees it, and he can confirm the other party's intentions in an instant.
¡ª¡ªIf you don't like it, who would carry the tips for getting married with another person for so many years?
Things were originally that simple.
But as soon as he met Chu Wanning, Mo Ran was in a mess. People are like this, the more you care about it, the easier it is to think wildly, become very stupid, don't know where to put your hands and feet, and you can scratch your heart and soul for a long time with a look from the other party, and the other party is silent, and you can move from In that silence, I dug three feet into the ground, carefully digging out the hidden meaning behind the pause.
In this way, even for simple things, he will ponder over and over again, chew slowly, and taste a lot of twists and turns.
Did I make a mistake?
Did I misunderstand myself?
Did Chu Wanning forget to throw it away?
This kind of question that can be denied even if he thinks about it with his toes, he can actually think about it worriedly for a long time. While he was in a daze, he absently scrubbed the clothes in the bucket. The water gets colder and colder, but the heart is getting hotter and hotter.
Mo Ran couldn't help but look up and look towards the room. In the old wooden window with a back-shaped window paper, there was a ripe golden candlelight, and the candle was flickering. The young shoots are also softly trembling and brushing.
If Chu WanNing really likes him
Obviously he used to be such a rough-skinned and thick-skinned emperor, but he only thought about this sentence halfway, and his face turned red.
Mo Ran felt a little hot and thirsty.
It was a thirst that could not be quenched, and the only one who could calm him down was the person in the room. Only the sweetness in that mouth can give him great comfort and a moment of peace. Only that person, the man he swore to cherish, protect, and respect.
When thinking of "respect", Mo Ran's fiery chest seemed to be splashed with a glass of water. In the past, he couldn't control himself, and when he had a strong desire for Chu Wanning, he would be so vigilant and blame himself.
But tonight is different.
The tool bag tonight seemed to add a handful of dry wood soaked in pine oil to the scorching heat in his heart, fueling his ambition.
Be respectful.
He kept saying to himself, but a drop in the bucket, the thoughts that could always be extinguished in the past, now burn up aggressively, turning the poured cold water into wisps of steam in an instant, making his eyes dazed.
So Mo Ran was shocked to find that the mantra of "respect" was finally completely and completely¡ª¡ª
failed.
In the room, Chu Wanning took the last steamed bun and wanted to wipe his fingers, so he walked to the bed and took out the Haitang handkerchief from the pile of debris.
He sighed, thinking that his memory is really bad, and he didn't know to take out all the things inside before washing the clothes, but let Mo Ran read the joke, and he didn't know that he
"Um?"
Before he finished thinking, he suddenly saw a slender red string under the cover of a pile of talisman papers.
Chu Wanning's heart thumped, and he reached out to take the red rope out to have a look, but his fingers were in the air, and he didn't dare to move forward. After hesitating for a moment, he retracted his hand, poked into his clothes, and touched his heart. Location.
When touched, the color suddenly changed.
His Albizia julibrissin kit is really not on him!
Chu Wanning's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he froze for a while,Yan Ran's breathing seemed a bit heavy, the heavyness of the beast's ready-to-go, which gave him a tingling feeling of being watched, and he even felt that there would be tigers and wolves coming to kill him behind him, pressing him down In front of the bronze mirror, greedily and thirstily bit his throat and sucked the blood bubbling in his veins.
Human perception is sometimes amazingly accurate, but Chu Wanning felt it, but because of inferiority, he couldn't believe it.
How could he know that if he looked up at this moment, what he would see would be the eyes in the mirror, both bright and dark, where desire and reason clashed, sparks splashed, and gunpowder blew up.
Mo Ran is holding the silky silk headband, and he is clearly controlling his body, helping Chu Wanning tie his hair in a proper manner, while the other half of the dark soul is anxiously thinking¡ª¡ª
What are you doing?
A hair tie?
But this headband is obviously tied in the wrong place!
He felt that he should roughly press Chu Wanning in front of the old and dilapidated dressing table, strangle his eyes with a hair band, and go around the front with the other hand to pinch his chin, and kiss him eagerly, densely Press him firmly, to absorb the sweetness in his mouth, to suck the soft tip of his tongue. He clearly should rub against Chu Wanning's ear fiercely, lick the drop of fine mole behind the ear, he should pant heavily, stick to Chu Wanning's ear, and ask him in a low voice¡ª¡ª
"Chu Wanning, my good master. Why do you hide that kit?"
"Wan Ning Wan Ning Do you like me?"
His longing heart seemed to be torn open, the blood was hot, and his eyes were hot and red. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com