Chapter 209: Exciting, Master

Mo Ran is also choked up, Xue Meng is really powerful, after such a mess, there is no trace of any past life haze to speak of or not to speak of. He is now filled with resentment and desire, and he just can't understand why Xue Meng has to come to Chu Wanning at this time to talk so freely.

But he couldn't resist Chu Wanning, so he propped himself up, looked under the bed, straightened up again, kissed Chu Wanning and said, "No."

"You."

"Don't be angry, it's not that I don't listen to you." Mo Ran said, "But this bedpan is so low, I can't get in."

Chu Wanning :""

"There's no wardrobe in this house, and only one window facing out of the door. I have nowhere to go, so you can let him go."

Chu Wanning thought about it and had to say, "Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm already going to bed."

"Just sit down for a while, okay?" Xue Meng's voice was moist with indignation and faintly nasal, "Master, I really have some confusion in my heart, and there are some things I want to ask you in person."

""

"Otherwise I won't be able to sleep until tomorrow."

Mo Ran was distracted by his soft pleading and wanted to know what Xue Meng had to say tonight, so he got up, looked around, and suddenly came up with an idea. He whispered it to Chu Wanning, whose face immediately darkened in half: "That's ridiculous."

"Then let him go quickly."

Chu Wanning was about to say something when he heard the sound of Xue Meng rustling leaves outside the door. Thinking that Xue Meng rarely insisted on pestering him like this, Chu Wanning cursed, pushed Mo Ran away and said, "This will not happen again. Also, hide all those clothes on the floor so they don't slip through."

Xue Meng waited outside for a while, but when he saw that Chu Wanning still did not say yes, he insisted on calling out, "Master," although he felt uncomfortable.

"I hear you. You come in."

With permission, Xue Meng pushed the door open and frowned as soon as he entered. There was an indescribable faint smell in the room, but it was so faint that he couldn't tell what it was, but it smelled more or less familiar.

When he heard Xue Meng's entrance, he lifted his hand and lifted the curtain halfway, revealing a hazy, sleepy face, his eyes half-closed, as if he had just woken up and was still very sleepy, with a thin, moist red at the end of his eyes.

Xue Meng blushed a little and cooed, "Master, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep."

"It's okay, sit down."

Xue Meng is sitting at the table.

Chu Wanning asks, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I" Xue Meng looked torn. On the way to Confucianism School, Mo Ran had bought one for Chu Wanning, and at that time he had grabbed it and looked at it himself.

It was Mo Ran himself who told him that it was the last one.

The more he thought about it, the more fishy and unsettling it became. He was a man who could not hide his words, and was torn between saying and not saying anything for a long time, and finally could not help himself and came to this place.

But when faced with Chu Wanning's gaze, Xue Meng hesitated again, not knowing how to put it.

After a long pause, Xue Meng said in a muffled voice, "Master, do you think Mo Ran is a bit strange?"

At these words, both Chu Wanning and Mo Ran's hearts thudded.

Chu Wanning, his face unchanged, asked, "What's wrong?"

"Doesn't Master feel it?" Xue Meng had a hard time speaking, stammering for a long time before he seemed to finally give in and said stiffly, "I feel like he's uh working extra hard to please Master."

Xue Meng, of course, did not dare to say that he was "pursuing his master", but he peeked at Chu Wanning with worried and frightened eyes.

Chu Wanning said, "Why do you say that?"

"Actually, I saw something on his neck today," Xue Meng said stiffly, "I saw something on his neck today."

Mo Ran, hidden behind the curtain of her bed, jolted and raised her hand to touch the crystal pendant dangling around her neck and paled slightly.

Chu Wanning had not yet realised what Xue Meng had seen and was still frowning at him, waiting for him to say more.

Chu Wanning's eyes suddenly changed, thinking that Mo Ran was about to do something outrageous, so he turned his head when Xue Meng wasn't looking and looked deeper into the curtain-covered bed, only to see Mo Ran pointing at his chain, mouthing a reminder.

Chu Wanning understood it all at once.

He deliberated for a moment, "Did you see the exact same chain I had on Mo Ran?"

"No, no, no, no, I didn't mean anything else" Xue Meng waved her hands in anxiety and shame, "I just thought it was a bit strange, I"

"No harm done." Chu Wanning said, "I gave him back that chain."

"Ah, the Master has returned it to him."

"It was uncomfortable to wear, so I returned it to him."

Xue Meng immediately sighed with relief, his face, which had been pale since he arrived, finally showed some blood, and he smiled, "I told you what was wrong, he told me it was the last one, I thought he"

He turned it upside down so many times, and finally simply slapped his forehead in frustration and said, "Master, pretend that I have not mentioned anything. My mouth is too stupid to know how to explain. Alas, I'm such a fool."

Chu Wanning is not a good liar, so he does not know how to persuade him. The truth is that there are many unconscionable words that can be used to remove Mo Ran from his relationship with him, and Xue Meng wants nothing more than that.

As long as Chu Wanning said "no", he would choose to believe his mentor even if the truth was in front of Xue Meng's eyes. But it was this total trust that made Chu Wanning unable to say anything, so he could only watch in silence as Xue Meng agonised in front of him, scratching his ears and sighing uncontrollably.

He didn't want to put words in his mouth.

He watched Xue Meng apologise incessantly, saying that he was too stupid and adventurous. Chu Wanning suddenly felt very heartbroken and guilty, although his face still did not change much and remained unchanged, he said in a low voice: " Xue Meng ".

Xue Meng stopped abruptly and waited for him to speak.

What to say

To say "I'm sorry. I hope you won't be disappointed with me in the end, and I hope you'll always want to recognize me as your master," he couldn't say it. It was too soft, too mushy, and too cruel.

Who is he to ask Xue Meng to acknowledge him no matter what happens? We all have to grow and change, just like bamboo shoots that grow taller and taller, sooner or later the outer layer will peel off and turn yellow and muddy.

Xue Meng's life is still a few decades long, and not many people can accompany another person through these decades. The past and old people will become the molting of snakes and the clothing of shoots.

Xue Meng waited left and right, but could not wait for the following, uneasily opening her round eyes and murmuring, "Master"

"Nothing." Chu Wanning said indifferently, "I thought you seemed a bit overwrought and thoughtful, so I wanted you to ask Elder Covetous Wolf for two bottles of tapir scented dew."

Xue Meng :""

"Is there anything else?"

Xue Meng thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

"What."

"Master is really planning to take Nangong Si as his disciple," Xue Meng had been holding this in his heart for a while, "then, won't he become my elder brother?"

"You care about that."

"Hmm." Xue Meng rubbed the corners of his shirt a little awkwardly, "I was the first before, so if you count him, don't I"

Seeing him like this, Chu Wanning's gloom lightened slightly and he couldn't help but smile slightly.

When Xue Meng was a child, he loved to be pampered by Madam Wang, and when Mo Ran arrived, he fought with her for favour in front of his parents.

Chu Wanning said, "There's no difference, it's all the same."

"I don't want him to be the eldest brother, although he was the first to worship, he was the last to be recognized by the master. I don't mind if he joins the school, but could he come last and be a junior brother or something?" Xue Meng is very serious about this, "I'll call him Nangong from now on."

"It's all up to you."

Xue Meng was a little happier, and when he was happy, he didn't want to leave any more.

Mo Ran waited on the bed, getting more and more annoyed and anxious, thinking why is this guy talking so much and why isn't he rolling, rolling, rolling.

When Xue Meng did not roll, Xue Meng said, "There is something else I would like to ask the Master."

"Hmm." Chu Wanning was nonchalant, "Go ahead."

Mo Ran :""

"It's Mo Ran who told me today that the Master promised him a handkerchief earlier."

Chu Wanning asks, "That ah well, but I haven't done it yet, do you want it too"

Xue Meng's eyes immediately lit up: "Can I have one too?"

"I was going to give you each a side." Chu Wanning said, "Something kept coming up and I put it off."

Xue Meng was pleasantly surprised, while Mo Ran was completely stunned.

Isn't he the only one who has

Mo Ran was instantly aggravated, but Chu Wanning was sideways talking to Xue Meng and didn't even notice Mo Ran's unsettled expression.

On the other hand, Mo Ran's thoughts were getting worse and worse, especially when he saw Chu Wanning and Xue Meng talking happily, even though he knew there was nothing between them.

"Du Ruo is hard to prick, if you want a Du Ruo tattoo, I'll go back and ask Madam Wang."

"Is it hard to stab?" Xue Meng froze for a moment, "Then it's no trouble, just stab what your master knows, what is your master best at stabbing"

"I'm not really good at anything with flowers and birds." Chu Wanning was a little embarrassed and coughed lightly, "The best tattoo is the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra."

""

Chu Wanning says: "I was taught by Huai Zui at the Temple of No Mercy when I was young. I"

Before he could finish his sentence, his brow suddenly knitted and his face changed slightly, and he suddenly pursed his lips.

Xue Meng was stunned: "Master, what is wrong with you?"

"" Chu Wanning seemed to hesitate for a moment before saying, "Nothing, do you have anything else?"

"Well, yes, there was one more, but it slipped my mind for a moment, let me think." Xue Meng then lowered his head and thought again. After he dropped his eyes, Chu Wanning gasped softly, almost inexorably, and his angry eyes snapped to the man in the depths of the bed.

Mo Ran was just making a small, erotic gesture to get Chu Wanning to kick Xue Meng out as soon as possible, but the way he stared back, his eyes slightly red and unresisting, suddenly stirred up a huge fire in his heart.

He was already a very possessive and primitive man in one way or another, but he was only holding back because he loved Chu Wanning too much and felt too guilty, and this love and guilt were like shackles around his neck that kept him from doing anything too much in bed.

But for the moment, irritation and jealousy fused the neck-ring shackles, and his wet, dark eyes stared silently and dangerously at Chu Wanning for a moment before he suddenly did something hot-headed.

He leaned down, a curtain away from Xue Meng, and burrowed under the brocade covers, suppressing his breath and the sound of his voice as he climbed his way up.

All around him was dark, the bedding blocking out all light, so the senses became more and more stimulated. He could clearly feel Chu Wanning shivering slightly, and suddenly one hand stopped his shoulder, five fingers hot, climbing his strong, broad shoulder and pushing him to the side.

This was the only thing Chu Wanning could do to stop him from under the bedding.

On the contrary, it makes Mo Ran want to tear him apart.

Xue Meng was still talking, but it didn't matter what he said, Mo Ran just listened absentmindedly, and when he heard him say something like "It doesn't matter what the Master stabs, I like it all", Mo Ran became more and more furious, his nose brushing against Chu Wanning's skin, he knew where that pitiable weakness was He knew where that pitiable weakness was, but he didn't touch it.

He turned his face sideways, his eyelashes fluttering as he kissed Chu Wanning's delicate, uncovered skin, leaving a trail of ambiguity that was destined to be hard to fade.

Chu Wanning trembled even more, and he must have regretted his decision to leave Mo Ran behind. His fingernails sink deep into Mo Ran's shoulder, but there is no stopping this madman.

"Master, are you listening?"

"Hmm."

Mo Ran waits, his lips hovering right there, everything about Chu Wanning is titillating and swoon-worthy, and he's waiting for a wild and exciting opportunity.

Then he waited, Xue Meng asked something, something unrelated, Mo Ran didn't mind so he didn't hear it, but Chu Wanning had to answer him, and the moment he did, Mo Ran came up to him under the cover of the tapestry and kissed him almost greedily.

""

Chu Wanning's whole body tensed in an instant, his throat knotted and his fingers already scratching Mo Ran's flesh, but Mo Ran didn't care, he was thrilled by Chu Wanning's reaction, thrilled by the affection that had grown between them in the dark, and he certainly knew Chu Wanning's patience, even if he did something more outlandish now, he would So Mo Ran was reckless.

Chu Wanning answers Xue Meng's question with a stoic and repressed voice, his determination, in this life and the last, is just as astonishing.

He managed to suppress it well enough, only his voice was slightly lower and slower than usual, and the rest, if Mo Ran wasn't in his bed at the moment, would have been unbelievable, but for the fact that this man was enjoying the ultimate in pleasure and excitement.

Finally Xue Meng nodded and said, "I know."

"If you know that, go back quickly." Chu Wanning said, "Don't think about it any more, it's late."

Xue Meng got up and said, "Then, Master, I'm leaving... Right, put out the lamp for Master."

"Good."

It happened to be a deep throat, and Chu Wanning opened his lips a little without gasping for air. But he frowned, his eyelashes fluttered and his face was slightly flushed.

Xue Meng hesitates, "Master, do you have a fever?"

"No."

"But why is your face a little red?" Concerned, Xue Meng didn't think much of it, and as she got up, she raised her hand to probe Chu Wanning's forehead.

It was something Chu Wanning had never expected, forced to fool around with Mo Ran in such a ridiculous way, while on the other hand, the skin of his forehead was being touched by another disciple who knew nothing about it. With Xue Meng's concerned gaze in front of him, and Mo Ran's fierce tenderness in his eyes, his senses almost overwhelmed and his shame almost overwhelmed him, and he had to restrain himself with every bone, every inch of flesh and blood to keep from showing any sign of difference.

"It's not hot either" Xue Meng murmured, "Master, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere"

Mo Ran thought to himself, "How can I be uncomfortable? Your master is going to die of comfort, and it's all because you're here that I can't make him feel better.

While the gloom was building up in his heart, Xue Meng was finally sent away by Chu Wanning, who was so devoted that he extinguished the lamp for his master and poured out the goodbyes before walking out.

At the sound of the door clicking shut, Chu Wanning became furious and lifted the blanket and forced Mo Ran's hair into a bun before slapping him, not so gently, and lowering his voice in the darkness to scold, "You bastard! "

In response, Mo Ran breathed heavily and his eyes were dark and misty. Most men are bastard animals when it comes to lust, and when they're with the one they love, they're the most hungry bastard animals. The two of them could not help but hum when they were really close to each other.