Chapter 151: Master, I Only Want You

As he was thinking, he heard Mo Ran next door say in a low voice, "What are you looking at?

Xue Meng froze for a moment, "Where did I see you?"

Mo Ran: "......"

Xue Meng looked at her cousin's face for half a day, and then suddenly realized that she had a taste for it, so she was furious and shouted: "What are you thinking about? I was going to say before, you closed the door and left it locked, you don't think the bathhouse downstairs is too crowded, you want to take a shower in your room, you are full of nasty thoughts! And you blame me for it!"

In the next room Chu Wanning's face darkened.

Full of nasty thoughts ......

Xue Meng exhaled heavily and stared up and down at Mo Ran before saying, "I hadn't even thought of that, but now you've reminded me that you weren't really..."

"...... Aren't you taking a shower? So many words!"

"No, I suddenly feel that you are a very suspicious person." Seeing that the other party's tone was so unpleasant and his dark eyes were bursting with fire, Xue Meng felt more and more wrong. Seeing that the other party's tone was so unkind and his dark eyes were bursting with fire, Xue Meng felt more and more wrong, "When you were just a young man, you were always running around in the youth houses, and all these years you have been walking around, but you don't even have a half-hearted affair, why have you suddenly changed your nature?"

"......" Mo Ran seemed a little silent and Chu Wanning waited in this silence, wondering how Mo Ran would answer.

The longer the silence lasted, the more agitated he became. Why not say anything? Embarrassment? Regret? Or is it ......

"You really want to know, don't you?"

Mo Ran opened his mouth, and the anger in his voice was clear.

How dare you have the face to be angry.

Chu Wanning tsked in his heart, thinking that Xue Meng had asked a reasonable question, and that there was no reason to be upset and cover up just because someone had dug you up...

Before I could finish thinking about the last cover, I heard Mo Ran say, "Tired of fucking, had enough of fucking, don't feel like it. Okay, you can fuck off."

Chu Wanning: ".................."

Xue Meng: ".................."

After a long, dead silence, Xue Meng erupted with a roar that could be heard throughout the inn: " Mo Weiyu, you shameless dog! Bastard!!!"

"Fine, whatever you say, get out, get out, and don't disturb my fucking sleep."

"Don't touch me you! Nasty!"

"Where am I being obnoxious?"

"You..." Xue Meng stammered, his handsome face flushed red, he had wanted to make Mo Ran feel uncomfortable, but who would have thought that Mo Ran would shamelessly turn the tables on him, he couldn't help but remember that he was in his twenties. The year is old, Nangong Si is married to the first beauty in Xianxia, the fourth son of Jiangdong Court is already the father of three children, Kunlun Snow Walk Palace that Mei Hanxue ......

Mei Hanxue has not yet died of philodendron.

Xue Meng feels aggrieved that she is the only one who is still an untouched child.

It wasn't that he was lustful, he wasn't lustful at all, but he felt he was being outclassed by Mo Ran in that respect, by more than ten or eight blocks, and that was why he was so angry. If Mo Ran had avoided mentioning it, if he had been ashamed of it, then Xue Meng would have been in a different frame of mind, but Mo Ran had thrown him a sentence with a look of contempt and impatience -

"Tired of fucking, had enough of fucking."

Little Xue young master feels he can't handle it and his self-esteem has taken a hit.

He went "you, you, you" for a long time, and finally yelled at Mo Ran in annoyance, "You're just annoying anyway, you're not human!"

With that he slammed the door and left.

Chu Wanning was also a bit choked up, although he was calmer than Xue Meng and could hear Mo Ran's angry words that were intended to bully Xue Meng, but he couldn't help but feel the tidal wave inside him.

The man next door was too rude with his words, the low bellowing voice like a lion in the jungle with its muscles tangled and breath exploding, the low roar and the rough words in one, like a thick, hot poker of fire, stabbing him violently in the heart.

Chu Wanning's throat was gathering and his gaze was again sombre and flickering.

He knew that Mo Ran was not as pure as Xue Meng, but the old Mo Ran was not enough to make him think about it, to picture it in his mind.

But at the moment, Chu Wanning couldn't help but think of the hot, fluid, smoky, firm bodies he'd seen, the flirty, white, luscious teenagers he'd lusted after, the fine white faces he'd shrugged on.

He then felt angry again, and his heart was like a feather scratching.

In such irritation and longing, the ends of Chu Wanning's eyes burned slightly red, a touch of begonia in the dark ......

Xue Meng went and came back.

"Open the door!"

"What's wrong with ...... again?"

"Just arguing with you! Where are my clothes!"

"Where's the table to get it yourself."

"Hmph!" Xue Meng then hugs her clothes and walks away in a huff.

This time it was finally quiet, Chu Wanning heard Mo Ran's heavy footsteps and then the creaking muffled sound of the bed, and this time he could literally hear the man next door lying back in bed, and he even seemed to feel the bed shake, supporting the mountainous, fiery form.

He felt thirsty and wanted to get up and have a glass of water.

But he heard Mo Ran lie down, and he knew that if he got up, the man must hear the movement over here too, so he didn't move, like a tannic rock with a cold exterior and a colourful interior.

Next door, Mo Ran is actually a little upset.

A man who is in need of more than he can handle is always irritable, and Xue Meng has chosen this moment to disturb him, so he can't control his voice, and I don't know if Chu Wanning heard him.

If you didn't sleep, you must have heard it ......

He lay in bed, the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it, tossing back and forth, and Chu Wanning was just a wall away listening to his creaking and rattling, sharing in his agitation.

After a while, Chu Wanning heard Mo Ran's low voice: "Master ......"

"!"

After all, Mo Ran couldn't rest. He couldn't hold his anger and tried to call Chu Wanning to see if Chu Wanning would respond.

"Master, are you asleep?"

"......"

"Can you hear me?"

Chu Wanning, his heart beating like a drum, felt a little embarrassed that his heart was beating so loudly, so he pulled the covers quietly over his head, trying to cover, with a layer of quilts, the heartbeat that was actually otherwise inaudible to the other person.

"The Master ......"

But the sound of Mo Ran's voice was close at hand, as if they were lying in the same bed, and if Chu Wanning lifted the bedding, he could see Mo Ran's handsome face and naked chest, looking at him from his side, his dark, burning eyes, staring at him like a wolf, hungry for blood, wanting to devour him.

"Can you hear me?"

Chu Wanning was determined not to hear, and naturally he knew that Mo Ran was asking because he hoped he hadn't heard.

Otherwise it will be awkward for both of them when they meet tomorrow morning.

The other party called out to him several more times in a deep voice, and when Chu Wanning didn't move, he sighed softly. Mo Ran really thought Chu Wanning had fallen asleep and was relieved, but also felt some regret.

He wanted Chu Wanning to pay attention to him.

But Chu Wanning ignored him, so he could only caress the thin wall that separated them, first with his rough fingers, closing his eyes as if he were caressing Chu Wanning's chest, then with his hot lips, murmuring softly as if he were murmuring against Chu Wanning's lips.

Mo Ran said, "None of that ...... I just want you ......"

But the sound was so soft that Chu Wanning did not hear it, and he wrapped himself in his bedding jerk, his face and heart burning, and after a while he heard a hard creak from the next bed, as if the person lying on it was agitated and rolled over angrily.

He said, "Fuck!"

Chu Wanning suddenly had an animal-like sensitivity, a premonition that he might hear something, and for a moment he felt the sweat rise and wanted to plug his ears. But only the tips of his fingers twitched and they dropped.

His eyes were blankly open under the covers, and after a while he heard ......

He heard Mo Ran's low, ragged gasp outside the covers, a rhythmic gasp, violent and violent, and Chu Wanning's arms rose in goose bumps, his spine feeling tingly and soft at such a sound.

Mo Ran's gasp was so sensual, so sinful, choked in his throat, repressed and spirited, what could he not understand when he heard such a sound.

Chu Wanning closes his eyes, feeling breathless, his lips slightly open and trembling.

He thought of the wet dreams he had had so many times, dreams in which he had seen all of Mo Ran's body, naked. So he closed his eyes, but he pictured more clearly the scene outside the covers. He felt Mo Ran beside him, stretching his majestic, toned body on his back, Mo Ran's dark eyes narrowed with a misty shimmer ......

(cart driving by, move to the huddle)

After his release, his eyes were a blur and Chu Wanning had no idea how he had fallen into the sticky web of love, he had no strength and lay on his back on the duvet with his eyes dazed and panting low.

He is repulsed by desire.

But yet, they are willing to sink into love.

When desire and love are intertwined, eroticism seems less unacceptable. And so, like Yuliang Village's self-indulgent outburst, it finally became less so. He still felt shame, but it was extinguished by the wetness of his heart, swallowed up by comfort and excitement.

Suddenly so eager, longing for the wooden wall to disappear, Mo Ran, equally sweaty, leaned over, undulating his hot chest against his back, panting, kissing his shoulder, his neck.

Chu Wanning lay bewildered and disconnected, thinking that if this was the case, then it was all, well, complete.

That would be enough for him.

The next day, Mo Ran got up early.

This being Linyi, Chu Wanning was not accustomed to the taste of dishes, and there were no light dishes in the inn, so he went to the Western Market to buy some ingredients and was going to borrow a kitchen to cook something for his master himself.

In this world, there are some men who can use all kinds of tricks to chase someone, even a full breakfast is not too much, but as soon as they see that they can't chase someone, they immediately stop and turn away, there are so many beauties in the world, they won't spend more than half a thought on an impossible target.

But Mo Ran is different.

It took him two lifetimes to chase Shi Mei.

Now that he understands his own feelings and knows that he will never be more than a master and disciple to Chu Wanning again in his life, he is still willing to be kind to him, day in and day out.

The fact that he knew that he could not do anything but did it has never changed in life or in death.

"Sir, you're out buying vegetables so early, look at these radishes, want to buy some? They're so fresh."

"My lord, look at the ornaments here, the bracelets and necklaces, the head flowers and hairpins, everything, the workmanship is excellent."

"Come one, come all, look at it, all kinds of spirit stones, essential for hardening weapons, come on -"

Mo Ran had intended to buy his groceries and leave, but he passed a grocery shop with a basket full of vegetables and saw on the counter, a pile of pretty bits and pieces of small objects. His eyes were drawn to one of these items and without realising it, he walked over to it and stopped at the counter.

There was also a man standing there, wearing a hood, surveying the wide array of merchandise.

The man raised his hand, under his black sleeve robe, revealing extremely pale, extremely delicate and beautiful five fingers, because of these five watery onion-like fingers, Mo Ran noticed the man.

Looking at the size, he had thought it was a man, but then he saw the hands and thought it was a woman.

So he turned his head, curiously enough, to examine the face of the man, but saw only a black veil over his face, revealing only a pair of cold, clear eyes, which were hidden in the shadow of the wide hood of his cloak, and not so clearly visible.

The two men locked eyes and Mo Ran gave him his customary smile.

The man withdrew his hand, which had been about to touch a spirit stone in front of the stall, and Mo Ran's eyes caught a glimpse of a finger ring on his thumb.

Silvery serpentine with scaly armour.

He suddenly felt that the snake pattern on the ring looked familiar, and when he was about to look more closely, the man had already withdrawn his hand into his wide sleeve, and he gave Mo Ran a salty glance before turning away without a word.

"What a strange man ......" Mo Ran muttered. But with the Confucianism School's son's wedding invitations going out, it's true that Linyi has been getting all the weird and wonderful characters lately, and this one, covered in a cloak, is really nothing.

At that moment, Mo Ran heard the wind chime at the back door of the shop, the curtain fell and the owner's wife emerged from inside.

Mo Ran then put the matter of the man in black to the back of his mind, smiled and pointed to one of the spirit weapons and asked, "Boss lady, this one, how can I sell it?"