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    Chu Wanning tied up her ponytail and went outside to wash the dishes. There were three bowls. After washing for a long time, I didn't see him enter the house.

    Mo Ran sat on the bed, a little restless, fingers subconsciously scratching the edge of the bed, and looked out the window from time to time.

    what to do.

    He is thinking.

    How should I sleep tonight?

    This is a seemingly simple, but actually fatal question.

    Mo Ran was not sure about Chu Wanning's intentions, and he was even more at war with heaven and man, and his desire and reason were in full swing.

    At this time, the warm curtain was raised, and Chu Wanning returned to the house with the chill outside, holding the washed bowl.  He glanced at Mo Ran who was sitting by the bed, the candle was crackling, his eyes seemed a little subtle, but the next moment his eyelids dropped, Mo Ran had no time to see clearly, he had his back to himself, and sat on the table  side.

    "Master still not asleep?"

    As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I feel that I have made a slip of the tongue.  No matter how it sounds, it sounds like a man who is so thirsty that he is eager to invite his lover to bed and rest.

    Chu Wanning didn't look back, and said lightly: "I still have some things to be busy. You sleep first when you are sleepy."

    "I'm not sleepy either." Mo Ran said, "What is Master going to do? I'll help you."

    "You can't help, I want to make more Ningyin crabapple flowers tonight." Chu Wanning said, raised her hand, tucked her fingertips together, and condensed a golden and delicate crabapple, which was placed on the table.

    This kind of begonia is made up of Chu Wanning's spiritual power, which can store short words for communication. This is his unique secret technique, and others cannot imitate it.

    But Mo Ran was a little puzzled. He came to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down in reverse, with his strong arm resting on the back of the chair, and his chin resting on his arm.

    "Master, why do you do this?"

    "It's for sale."

    "Um?"

    Hearing the slight surprise in Mo Ran's voice, Chu Wanning raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly: "Our money is not enough to stay on Feihua Island for seven days, isn't that Sun Sanniang going to do business? Then I will do it with her, Ning Yin  Haitang, undefeated all year round, is shining brightly, you can see that she is covered with gold and silver jewelry, which one is not shining, I think she just likes shiny things. When it is done, I will go to the street to sell it tomorrow, and I will see if she wants it."

    Mo Ran couldn't help laughing out: "Master wants to sell flowers?"

    Chu Wanning's complexion changed slightly. He probably didn't want to classify himself with the big girls who sold white orchids in the alley. He said very bluntly: "The flowers made by spells cannot be counted as flowers."

    "Then I'll go sell it with you tomorrow."

    Chu Wanning didn't say a word, lowered his head and quickly condensed four or five flowers, and then said sullenly: "It's up to you, as long as you don't feel ashamed."

    "Where is the shame?" Mo Ran picked up one of them and smelled it. The flower is very light and has no fragrance.  "Then Sun Sanniang is afraid that she will cry and beg Master to sell it to her. How much does Master plan to sell for one flower?"

    "A hundred flowers don't cost much spiritual power, how about selling one for three copper coins?"

    Mo Ran: ""

    Chu Wanning glanced at him again, frowned slightly, and hesitated: "Too much?"

    Mo Ran sighed, didn't say too much, didn't say too little, just said: "Master, don't ask for a price tomorrow, I will sell it."

    "Why? I set the price for the flowers I make."

    "Three copper plates." Mo Ran stretched out three fingers and shook in front of Chu Wanning, dumbfounded, "Master, you are the Big Dipper Immortal, this is your Wanye Begonia, something that the cultivation world can't even ask for.  You sell three coppers?"

    "No one asked me for it. Apart from being good-looking and capable of sound transmission, this thing has no other purpose. I think the price is about the same."

    Mo Ran was about to be laughed at by him: "Then, you sell it to me, okay? I'll give you the money now."

    Chu Wanning stopped, and a half-condensed crabapple flower lost its spiritual support, and a golden petal fell. He actually stretched out his palm and said lightly: "Deal."

    ""

    Mo Ran was speechless for a long while, and went to touch the money bag, only to realize that the remaining money on himself and Chu Wanning had been squeezed out by that old turtle, and he couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

    Looking up, I saw Chu Wanning looking at me with a smile that was not a smile. I couldn't help being even more embarrassed, and muttered: "Master already knew that I have no money, and"

    Chu Wanning thought he was funny, and said: "You boasted about Haikou, saying you want to buy mine."

    "I¡­¡­"

    After speaking halfway, he swallowed silently.

    Because I suddenly felt that what Chu Wanning saidThe fiery red butterfly, hand it over, and the butterfly gently landed on the crabapple flower at Chu Wanning's fingertips.

    "I sell it to others for ten gold. I think this price is very appropriate."

    "Then you sell it to me!" Chu Wanning took a deep breath and said viciously, "I will sell it again, but it can't be more expensive than my crabapple."

    After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "But I don't have any money with me. I will give it to you when I return to the peak of death and life."

    Mo Ran smiled and pulled out the third butterfly. He blew lightly, and the butterfly danced around Chu Wanning. Mo Ran pillowed on his wheat-colored strong arm, and said gently: "What are you talking about?"

    "Do you still want to say that there will be no credit." Chu Wanning raised his chin slightly, his brows and eyes were still angry and moist, but his expression was very arrogant. He thought it over, if Mo Ran really dared to say no credit, then  I must take out the teacher's rite and discipline this man who knows nothing about heights and depths.

    The man who didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth smiled brighter. He had deep dimples and a shallow nasal voice, and said: "No, I want to say"

    what you want to say?

    ? Chu WanNing is ready to fight, majestic and dignified.

    "You buy me." The man didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he also omitted the word Lingdie, so his words became so vague and ambiguous. He leaned on his arm and stared at Chu Wanning seriously,  She smiled softly, "I'll sell it to you for no money."

    No matter what I said, I didn't expect such an answer.

    Chu Wanning was stunned, and his face suddenly turned red.

    It was very late at night, and Lingdie and Begonia piled up the whole house, which was already enough to sell.  But none of them got up and went to bed first.

    Needless to say, Mo Ran's mind is self-evident, he plans to see Chu Wanning's sleeping method, and play by ear.  Although Chu Wanning didn't know his plan, he was not stupid. He didn't know what to do, and wanted to know what Mo Ran would do tonight.

    Will he sleep on the floor or in the bed?

    Although this man made him feel more and more dangerous, but if Mo Ran really lay down on the bed, he didn't intend to drive him away.

    He can even perceive the secret hope in his heart, hoping to see Mo Ran get up sleepily, say "sleepy", and then lie down on the bed.

    ¡ª¡ªWhy is he still awake!  !

    Chu Wanning and Mo Ran were thinking anxiously while twirling flowers and butterflies.

    Go to sleep, you lie on the bed first, and I will

    "Master."

    "Um?"

    "Are you tired? It's too late, why don't you rest first?"

    "No, I'm used to it."

    So another hour passed.

    "The ink burns."

    "Um?"

    "Why are you still sitting?"

    "I'll catch some more butterflies. If Master is sleepy, go to sleep first, and I'll wait."

    Chu Wanning tried his best to resist the desire to yawn, biting his molars restrainedly, because he couldn't sleep peacefully for two consecutive nights, his eyes were a little red, and he said stubbornly: "I'm not sleepy yet."

    Mo Ran: ""

    I don't know how long it has passed, the butterflies and crabapples in the room are almost piled up into an ocean, intertwined with gold and red, gorgeous and dazzling, Mo Ran raised his head groggyly, and was suddenly taken aback.

    Chu Wanning was so tired that he fell asleep on the table.

    There is still half of a crabapple flower that has not gathered at his fingertips, and the petals tremble slightly with his breathing. Mo Ran walks over, picks off the half of the remaining flower lightly, puts it on the table, and then hugs him  ¡ª¡ª(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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