Chu Wanning has not closed his eyes for two days, slept very deeply, and Mo Ran's movements were gentle, so when he was lying in Mo Ran's warm arms and carried to the bed, he was still not disturbed.
Mo Ran put him in the center of the bed, put his hands on his neck, put it on the pillow, and then covered him with the quilt.
After doing all this, he didn't leave, just staring at the face obsessively, from the dark eyebrows, which fell inch by inch, to the thin lips.
nice.
How could his master, his Wan Ning, be so beautiful.
It's so good-looking, and if he looks so good, his heart becomes weak and his lower body becomes stiff.
His scalp was slightly numb, and his neck was strangled rationally. He knew that this was wrong, but Chu Wanning's face, which was close at hand, and the faint scent of crabapple on his body, were like countless pairs of soft fingers, tearing apart His well-dressed clothes seduce him to be naked and go to the hotbed with him.
Maybe it's because the blood flowing in Mo Ran's blood vessels is surging like a river, or maybe his heart can't stop like a drum, or maybe his eyes are too hot, which wakes up the sleeping person.
In short, Chu Wanning opened his eyes and suddenly woke up.
""
No one made a sound for a while, Mo Ran froze in place, Chu Wanning turned from drowsiness to consternation in an instant, a pair of phoenix eyes widened, facing Mo Ran's fiery eyes.
Chu Wanning suddenly woke up: "What are you doing?"
The expression on that handsome, young and powerful man's face was hard to see clearly. He slowly bent down, terrified that Chu Wan would rather not move.
"you¡ª¡ª"
Getting closer and closer.
Heartbeat was pounding.
"Hey."
There was a light sound from the head of the bed, and suddenly the surrounding light dimmed, and he fell into a more ambiguous atmosphere.
Mo Ran leaned over and tightened the bed curtains, straightened up, and sat upright by the bed.
He looked down at Chu Wanning who was lying on the bed, and his voice was low and low: "I saw that the master was asleep, so I wanted to help you put down the bed curtain. I didn't expect it, but I still woke you up."
Chu Wanning didn't make a sound, leaned on the pillow, turned his head slightly, and looked at him.
The dark yellow drapery that had just been loosened from the hook of the bedside fluttered slowly behind Mo Ran, and the candlelight outside became so dense and indistinct, like water mist condensed on the window in winter. It was too dark, the handsome face of the young man could hardly be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes were shining brightly in the dark night, like falling stars.
Mo Ran suddenly called him: "Master."
"Um?"
"There is something I want to ask you."
""
Through the darkness, the courage to be an apprentice seems to have grown.
Chu WanNing tightened his heart, thinking: Is he going to ask about the kit?
His face was calm, but his chest was surging.
¡ª¡ªIs there still time to pretend to be asleep at this time?
The ink burned: "Where do I sleep?"
Chu WanNing: ""
So I was busy and tangled for most of the night. On this night, Mo Ran still made the floor¡ª¡ª
"The bed is too small." In fact, he regretted it just after he asked the question. It is better not to sleep with Chu Wanning in his body that is full of blood and taste. It's not like he doesn't know how terrifying a man's desire can be.
"I'm still sleeping on the ground."
"do you have extra mattresses?"
"There is a bed."
"Will it be cold?"
"No, I'll just spread some more straw."
After Mo Ran said that, he went outside to get the straw, carried a bunch of them back, and spread them neatly on the ground. Chu Wanning was so tossed by him just now, and he didn't feel sleepy for a while, so he leaned his body and supported his head, holding the curtain of the bed with one hand, watching the man busy in silence, giving himself a thunderbolt. A single couch was laid out.
""
"I'm asleep, Master, it's a sweet dream."
The man lay down in his clothes, pulled the quilt on himself, and looked at Chu Wanning on the bed gently and steadily with a pair of black eyes.
Chu WanNing: "Yeah."
Seeing Mo Ran's "I'm honest" look, Chu Wanning also breathed a sigh of relief, and put on a face of "I'm very cold", as if he casually put down the bed curtain and lay down.
As a result, Mo Ran sat up again.
"What are you doing?"
"Turn off the lights."
The man got up and blew out the candle.
The room fell into silence,??¡¡±
On the bed covered by Luo Wei, Chu Wanning remained silent, as if she had really fallen asleep. Mo Ran waited for a long time, not reconciled, reached out several times to open the curtain, but froze again.
"Master."
He muttered, then lay down again.
The voice is very light, a little soft.
"Take care of me."
Of course Chu Wanning would not care about him.
His whole body was in chaos, and his clear mind, which he had always been proud of, had become a miasma. He was lying on the bed, staring at the dark fretwork curtain with his eyes open, thinking dully and stiffly: What exactly does Mo Ran want to do?
He thought a lot and made all kinds of incredible guesses, but he didn't dare to guess the most obvious answer, Mo Ran also loved him.
It's like a hungry person got a piece of delicious and crispy meat pie, and cherished it because it was hard to come by, so he ate up the outer circle of the pie skin, but was reluctant to part with the last remaining meat filling for a long time mouth.
Chu Wanning listened to the gentle but anxious murmur of the man outside the curtain.
Quietly pull up the quilt, covering the chin, nose and mouth, only revealing a pair of bright eyes.
Then, he covered his eyes, and hid himself under the quilt.
Of course he heard it, but he didn't know how to answer¡ª¡ª
His heart was pounding, and his palms were sweaty.
He felt a sense of embarrassment that he was cornered, and wished he could sit up quickly and roar angrily: "Yes, I just hid that kit. I like you. Are you satisfied? Go away, don't ask about sleep!"
He was tormented and apprehensive, his heart itching badly.
"Master?"
""
"Are you really asleep"
After a while, Chu Wanning heard Mo Ran sigh softly.
So he was covered, and in the dark, he felt depressed and palpitations, tense and sweet, with mixed flavors, both sour and bitter. He secretly tried to calm himself down, but his cheeks were burning Couldn't help kicking the quilt secretly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com