Chapter 128: Master, clothes should not be worn indiscriminately

Chu Wanning's heart was beating fast and his face was a little red with anger.

Chu Wanning didn't look at him, but he could feel his naked, undisguised gaze, staring straight at him, like a sword that had just been lifted from the forging pond, still tingling with astonishing heat, stabbing across the waterfall, the water steaming into itself with the sword's body.

Chu Wanning, for no apparent reason, felt deeply offended, and his face grew increasingly ugly as he bit his lip and ducked deeper into the waterfall.

The man was so demented that he took a step forward like a marionette when Chu Wanning ducked in.

""

Chu Wanning was furious, it reminded him that there were always a few perverted demons at the top of the Dead, and there was even a woman who stayed up at night and climbed up on the tiled roof of the red lotus water pavilion to sneak up and watch herself bathe. The memory made his scalp tingle and he seemed to get goose bumps on his arms from being grabbed by that man.

But it was good that he hid in the deepest part of the waterfall and ate the water droplets for half a day. The man finally seemed to let him go and took one step back under the current and continued his shower.

Chu Wanning held back the flames of his heart and didn't want to soak any more, intending to wash up and leave as soon as possible.

He reached over his shoulder for his bath towel, only to discover with a start that it, and the soapberry incense wrapped in it, had fallen into the water as a result of the stone-cold fall he had just taken.

I'm afraid it's melted away at this moment

Re-embark and take

Naked, walking past the man's eyes

Chu Wanning is not blushing now, his face is blue. Thin lips were tightly pursed in humiliation.

He doesn't go.

So with arms clasped like a fool, back against the rocks, he continued to wash himself in the deepest part of the waterfall.

Chu Wanning :""

Man: ""

Suddenly distantly, the man raised his voice in the distance and asked hesitantly, "Do you want soapbox."

""

"And incense."

""

"It's not like it's just going to keep rushing around."

Chu Wanning closed his eyes, still not going out, and said coldly, "You throw it over."

The man did not throw it over, as if he thought it was too rude and disrespectful to treat a stranger in this way. Chu Wanning waited for a while under the waterfall and saw a peach leaf, enchanted with spiritual energy, carrying a soapstone and two incense sticks, floating lazily towards him.

Chu Wanning picked it up and was stunned when he took a closer look.

The soap is nothing, everyone uses the same, but the man who smoked the incense chose two scents, plum and begonia, which are his favourite.

He couldn't help but take one more look at the tall figure hidden in the distance through the curtain of crystalline and enthusiastic water.

The man asked him, "Is it to be either of these"

Chu Wanning said, "It's coming together."

The men stopped talking again, and the two men rinsed in silence, far apart, each with his own thoughts. As Chu Wanning washed and became a little more comfortable, he cautiously stepped out of the depths of the waterfall and stood up again. After all, the water was too fast where he had been standing and it was uncomfortable for him.

But when he came out, the man looked at him again, and even if he did, Chu Wanning felt that he had a strange look in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but he was hesitant to come forward, which made Chu Wanning's body shiver.

After washing for a while, Chu Wanning decided to leave on his own.

Unfortunately, he had to go back the way he had come in order to put his clothes on. Chu Wanning had no choice but to walk with his head, face and back teeth to where the man was standing.

When he reached the front of the man, with a long, short distance between them, he suddenly moved too, tying his long hair up and tossing his wet forehead as he followed Chu Wanning, also ready to get out of the bath.

Chu Wanning's forehead was bruised and he quickened his pace, but who knew that the man was so brazen as to follow suit.

Chu Wanning :""

The golden light of the Heavenly Question was already flowing from the tips of his fingers. The reason why he held back from summoning his weapon was not because he was afraid of injuring someone else, but because he felt that no matter what, he always had to get dressed before he could fight.

So it went a little faster again.

This time the man did not follow him anymore and the man stopped.

Chu Wanning breathed a sigh of relief, but it was so halfway through that it didn't even quite come out. The man was heard to say from behind him, "You still have foam in your hair."

""

"Don't you go and rinse it off."

As Chu Wanning's heart was burning, the man slowly approached again, this time very close and with a clear voice, right behind him.

If Chu Wanning had not been so angry, he would have been able to hear that the voice had changed, but it was still vaguely familiar. Unfortunately, his heart was on fire and his mind was on fire.

"You," the man said, wanting to say something else.

Chu Wanning could not hold back any longer. He turned around and, with a sudden flash of gold in his hand, lashed out at his opponent, his eyes thundering and shining like a sword. Chu Wanning was so furious that he could not stand up and kill him: "What's wrong with you?

The light of the heavenly question split the hazy water mist and swept towards the man's chest.

In a flash, a fluorescent golden light illuminated the man's face.

Chu Wanning sees a pair of eyes, bright, gentle, blushing, in which, like rivers of stars and streams of fireflies, they accompany the rising winds and clouds, and like still waters, they hide the shades of the past.

Mo Ran

The willow vine hissed and struck Mo Ran squarely on his firm, smooth chest. Mo Ran grunted but stopped, only to lower his head for a moment, and when he lifted his face again, his eyes were still unruffled, only damp, like the first rain of a lingering Lin'an.

Chu Wanning abruptly withdrew the Heavenly Question and stood rigidly in place.

Half-heartedly, he hissed, "Why don't you hide"

Mo Ran said, "Master, Master"

Chu Wanning was almost stunned, he had thought of many times when they would meet again, but he had never expected to see him in the Miaoyin Pool, in the hot spring water: "What are you doing here? When did you get back?"

"Just now." Mo Ran said softly, "I was in a hurry and was too dirty to look at, so I wanted to take a shower before I went to pay my respects to the Master, without thinking"

"" Chu Wanning was speechless for a moment.

None of them were expecting it.

It is all about wanting to meet again with dignity and solemnity.

Mo Ran would have liked to have appeared in front of Chu Wanning fully clothed and clean.

The result.

Nonetheless, it is ridiculous.

It is not only undignified but also absurd.

Not only are they not fully clothed, but they are naked.

Clean and tidy would barely fit.

If it wasn't so clean that it didn't even have any clothes on, not an inch.

"Master, it's really, really you." Mo Ran didn't care too much about this, for five years Chu Wanning slept and he woke, for Chu Wanning it was just a dream, for him it was more than a thousand days.

His emotions were far more complicated than Chu Wanning's, and his eyes were slightly red as he forced himself to hold back the outpouring of emotion: "It's been so long, I... I didn't dare to admit it just then. I thought I had mistaken him for someone else, I thought"

"" Chu Wanning felt a buzzing in his head, he didn't know what to say for a while, and only after a long time did he say, "If you're not sure, just ask me yourself.

"I wanted to ask too." Mo Ran said softly, "but after five years suddenly it's like I see the Master right in front of me, I actually feel like I'm dreaming"

I'm afraid to ask anyone who comes near.

By and large, that was the mood when looking at his profile.

Five years have already dreamed too much, and I am afraid that I will again go mad and wake up with tears on my pillow, and that the so-called meeting will be nothing but an empty joy.

Chu Wanning's chest was in a state of panic, but he was only forcing himself to be cool and calm, and it was really hard for him to say, even though his heart was moist, "What dream could be so ridiculous?"

When he heard Chu Wanning's answer, Mo Ran was stunned and seemed to think of something, and he pursed his lips, a halo running through his eyes. He hadn't intended to talk about it right away, but hesitated, thinking that if he didn't ask Chu Wanning what he was going to say before he built up his walls, he wouldn't have the chance to do so again.

So he paused and spoke, "Does the Master not remember"

"Don't remember anything."

Mo Ran's eyes were dark, dark and dark: "It was you who told me before that dreams that are too good to be true are often not."

"Chu Wanning suddenly realised that he had said that when he had rescued Mo Ran at Jin Chengchi, and because he was really upset at the time, he had made such a depressing statement.

But how did Mo Ran know that Jin Chengchi's man was actually himself?

Chu Wanning looked up at him and saw Mo Ran looking at him too. It was then that it dawned on him that Mo Ran was not sure of the truth and was only saying this to see how he would react.

Mo Ran whispered, "Is it really the Master."

Chu Wanning :""

Mo Ran raised his hand, the skin of his chest was cut open and blood seeped out as he laughed bitterly, "All these years, always thinking about something from the past, wondering what all my master had done for me. I thought a lot, and then I also thought about that vision of Jin Chengchi Shi Mei was never to call me by my name directly."

He paused and then said, "All those memories, the more I thought about them, the more tormented I became, so I thought I would wait for the Master to wake up, see you, and ask you many things in person."

""

"One of the most important things I want to ask you, Master, is that the person who saved me at the bottom of the pool back then was actually you, right?"

Mo Ran said, walking towards him, and Chu Wanning tried to back away.

For he suddenly realized that Mo Ran was so tall, so tall that every inch of her body seemed to contain a strength that could kill a man. He suddenly realized that Mo Ran's eyes were so bright, as if the rising sun had fallen into the two pools of spiritual light, the ripples of which were filled with haze.

Chu Wanning, feeling panicked for no reason, said, "It wasn't me."

Mo Ran obviously didn't have the letters.

Chu Wanning caught another word in a panic, like a lifeline, but he was so stunned, so nervous and so embarrassed that he even forgot that he had just asked the question again and that Mo Ran had answered him.

He looked at the man whose chest had been cut with a bloody scar by himself and added, "Why didn't you hide when you were accidentally hurt?"

Mo Ran froze for a moment, suddenly dropping her thick, deep lashes and smiling.

"You said the dream was too good to be true." He answered again too, and after a pause, seemed to murmur, "I want to feel pain. If it hurts, it can't be fake."

He had come over and was standing in front of Chu Wanning.

It is probably because the joy and tenderness, the pity and sorrow of the sudden encounter overwhelmed everything else, and Mo Ran did not think of anything else, did not think of anything else. He had even forgotten that he should keep a proper distance from Chu Wanning, a distance that is proper for a master and a disciple.

But he didn't.

When you are in love, you always remember that the person in front of you is Wangning, not your teacher.

Mo Ran's eyes were getting wetter and redder as he smiled and raised his arm, "I think I got splashed by the water earlier." He said, wiping his face and also his eyes.

Chu Wanning stared up at him in awe, slightly more awake than Mo Ran because he had been expecting him to return, but with a glimmer of clarity that allowed him the luxury of noticing that they were both standing face to face, wearing nothing at all, talking. Mo Ran was still so close to him, almost a little further forward, that he could have hugged him as he had done in the ghost world.

He was reluctant to look up at Mo Ran's handsome face, but his gaze drifted down a few inches to see shoulders, a broad chest, the blood splintering from the sky, the dripping water trembling slightly with Mo Ran's breathing, and Chu Wanning wasn't even sure if the firm chest was hotter or the water was hotter.

He felt the scent of Mo Ran all around him, which made him lose his mind.

"Master, I"

I what

Before Mo Ran could say anything, he saw Chu Wanning suddenly turn around and run.

""

He was stunned.

It really is a run.

It was the first time he had seen Chu Wanning in such a hurry and such a hurry to run away, as if something behind him could eat him and chew up his soul.

"I really miss you."

Mo Ran stood still, dumbfounded by inertia, finished the whole sentence and pursed his lips.

Why run away?

Mo Ran is a little aggrieved.

Once on shore, he saw Chu Wanning, who was green and red, and in a hurry to get dressed, and was even more aggravated.

"Master." He muttered.

Chu Wanning ignored him.

"Master."

Chu Wanning is still ignoring him and is wrapping the waistband.

"O Master."

"Chu Wanning, who had managed to get dressed, was relieved to feel that his face, as well as his sanity, had returned to flesh and blood with the cover of his robe.

His sword eyebrows raised in anger, and his stern phoenix eyes glared viciously at the rebel who dared to outshine him.

"What's the matter can't we go out and besides you're talking to me naked, what do you look like"

A little embarrassed, Mo Ran curled her hand into a fist and brought it to her lips with a cough, "I don't want to be naked either."

"Then why don't you put it on and talk about it?"

"" Mo Ran paused, her gaze straying away to a nearby peach blossom tree, and said, "It's like this"

He took a deep breath and finally made up his mind to say.

"What you are wearing, Master, is my dress."

As she finished speaking, Mo Ran stared at the swaying peach blossoms and blushed a little.

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