Mo Ran grabbed a piece of paper from the big sea bowl and spread it out.

Seeing the content on the paper, he breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then he was a little nervous.

"What is it?" asked the village chief.

Mo Ran showed him the paper. The village chief looked at it and said, "Haha, fortunately, I came with Mo Xianjun. There are no senior sisters and sisters in the same school, otherwise I would be afraid of offending people."

Chu Wanning was originally curious about what Mo Ran caught. When he heard the village chief say this, he became even more curious and stared at the note, as if he was about to stare into a hole in the note.

Mo Ran smiled and said, "But the village chief, look at the things written on this piece of paper, it should be a foul. Everyone else said the same question, but he asked me three questions."

"Who told the Immortal Lord to have a correct idea? I touched this one." said the village chief. "If the Immortal Lord is not satisfied, then he will throw it away and catch it again."

After grabbing again, I might catch something like "Women with long legs are beautiful or women with thin waists are beautiful". Mo Ran smiled and said, "Forget it, then this one is better."

As he said, he handed the paper back to the village chief and said, "What I drew is about the three people I like most in my life."

Chu Wanning: “…………”

At this time, Ling'er's eyes came back with red eyes. She didn't move forward, for fear that others would see that she had just cried, so she sat on the outermost edge of the fire pit, so Mo Ran did not see her either.

In fact, after Mo Ran talked about the problem, no one looked at it. He felt that such an overly private question was awkward and could not speak, so he simply stared at the fire.

The bonfire flashed in his black eyes, reflecting his handsome face, and he looked at the flame, and for a long time, and then said:

"Then let's talk about my mother first."

"My mother left early. Actually, I don't really remember her appearance anymore. I only remember that when she was there, I could always eat and sleep well." Mo Ran said, "So if I had to say three people, she would be one of them."

The village chief nodded: "I love you deeply, okay, let me count you one for the immortal."

"The second one is my senior brother. He treats me gentlely. Although he has no blood relationship, he is better than his biological brothers."

Chu Wanning had expected this answer, so there was no big upset on both the face and the heart. Mo Ran liked Shi Mingjing, which was the most obvious thing. He had heard it with his own ears at Jin Chengchi, and he was not surprised.

Just looking at the man reflected by Yehuo, he had a hard outline of a knife and axe, and looked extremely handsome, and he was a little stubborn in his bones. A person's energy and spirit can be reflected in his eyes to a large extent. Mo Ran's eyes were dark and bright, extremely spiritual, like a lamp that would never go out unless the oil was exhausted.

People with such eyes are destined to be extremely stubborn.

Chu Wanning was obsessed with such stubbornness, but unfortunately, this stubbornness did not belong to him.

Mo Ran said that Shi Mingjing was good, but Chu Wanning didn't listen. He felt that the wind was a little cold at night, so he poured himself a cup of hot tea, held it in his palm, and slowly drank it.

The tea warmed his throat all the way, fell into his stomach, warming his flesh and blood, and even his heart softened.

He poured another cup silently, and was about to drink again, but suddenly he heard Mo Ran finish speaking with Shi Mingjing, then paused and said:

"There is another person, the third thing I want to say is my master."

"Cough cough cough!!" Chu Wanning seemed to be burned. Tea choked and coughed continuously, his face turned red. He buried his head and wiped the water stains, but never looked up at Mo Ran.

If you pull him up from the ground, he will only panic about his dust and want to hide back to the darkness again, curl up, and hide.

But Mo Ran obviously did not intend to give him a chance to escape.

Chu Wanning is too bored. If he lets him go, he will always give you a back and a back of his head. He seems fierce and fierce. The purple lightning and blue frost between his eyebrows and eyes are faintly inspired by thunder attacks, but Mo Ran clearly said that this is just a polished and exquisite human/skin mask.

He saw Chu Wanning's gentle soul, so pitiful and helpless in the steaming mist of Mengpotang.

He didn't want Chu Wanning to continue to slander himself like this.

Chu Wanning can no longer wear such a hideous mask. If this guy with self-esteem is unwilling to take it, then he will stretch out his hand for him.

The tea was only splashed a little bit and it had been wiped clean long ago, but Chu Wanning was still wiping the dry water marks repeatedly.

He was accustomed to being trapped in his own cocoon, so he didn't look up.

Gradually, I felt that the surroundings were quiet, a little strange, and then a child was laughing with hissing, and his voice seemed to be very low, but anyone could hear it.

"My mother, Chu Xianjun is so stupid."

Ah my mother hurriedly covered her child’s little mouth: “Shh——”

But Chu Wanning still heard it.

stupid……

No, Wanye Yuheng has been inseparable from the word "silly" in his life. He is arrogant and sharp, fierce and cold, and is—

"Master, if you wipe it, I'm afraid that the table will be wiped out a hole."

The black cloth boots walked to his desk, and the distance was very close, so close that it could almost be considered offensive, and then stopped. Chu Wanning saw a piece of dark shadow covering him, suppressing him like a mountain, which made him almost breathless, making him feel a little humiliated and a little angry.

He suddenly became a little angry and angry at his sudden weakness.

So he threw the scarf and raised his head suddenly, full of provocation. His pair of phoenix eyes stared at Mo Ran with anger, and his sword was tense.

And almost at the same time, Mo Ran said with respect and gentleness:

"Master, please take care of me."

This sentence is really like a spell, and it grows with Chu Wanning's reaction. Only Chu Wanning himself knew that he did not look up because Mo Ran said, "You should pay attention to me." It was just a coincidence.

But what's the use of this?

In addition to him, whether it was Mo Ran or the people around him who were watching the fun, they all felt that Chu Wanning quickly agreed to his apprentice because of this begging.

fast.

Nothing makes people feel humiliated and lost their faces than these two words.

Chu Wanning's face looked like ice, but sparks were burning in her eyes.

But the only thing that hit Mo Ran's soft and warm gaze was like endless spring water, easily wrapped around his anger and his sharp teeth.

Mo Ran said: "Master, the third answer is you."

Chu Wanning had nowhere to vent his anger, so he became expressionless: "...well."

He was so calm and indifferent.

He is very calm and dignified, and is truly worthy of being the Master Chu who is indifferent to the world. Chu Wanning secretly cheers for himself in his heart.

But Mo Ran looked at him with a funny look.

Grandmaster Mo thought to himself, this Grandmaster Chu is afraid that he might be a little fool.

Chu Wanning didn't know that he had already posted a little fool's signature in his apprentice's heart. Because he was nervous, he became more and more indifferent and arrogant.

He said, "So what? What are you trying to do when you come here?"

This problem was a coincidence, and the smile on Mo Ran's face froze.

Mo Ran wants to do anything.

But he can't do anything.

So what if he likes Chu Wanning? It was too late to find out that this person could not be pursued, not to mention that he had spent two lifetimes pursuing Shimei's footsteps, and suddenly told him that he loved the wrong person and asked him to turn back. In fact, it was not so easy for him to accept it in his heart.

If he had been reborn at the beginning, he would have understood his feelings, and perhaps everything would be still in time.

Until now, this "discovery" is actually just a torment.

The previous life brought too much torture to Chu Wanning. He used to regard sex joy as the most cruel torture to this proud and upright man.

So in Mo Ran's heart, Chu Wanning has always been an immortal image, not as good as a worldly firework, and will not have any desire for love.

To destroy Chu Wanning, he has thousands of ways to be intimate.

But, be kind to Chu Wanning.

He couldn't think of too much.

Suddenly I became very stupid, and I only knew that I should keep a distance from my master, hold my master to the altar, and kneel down to welcome him.

This "like" actually contains a hot and secret desire for love.

But Mo Ran could not let Chu Wanning notice. He could only restrain himself, use the "master-disciple relationship" to carefully disguise this love, and then respectfully present it to Chu Wanning.

Mo Ran then replied: "I just want my master to know."

"..." Chu Wanning looked at him quietly.

Mo Ran said: "But I can't help but want everyone to know..."

"What do you know?"

Mo Ran smiled, his dark eyes were very bright, and the light was very scorching, which could cover up the undercurrents below.

"I know I'm lucky." He said with a smile, "I have worshipped the best, best, and best master in the world."

He used three of the best, very clumsy and very hard to express.

It has a rough style of Mo Ran's pure and simple style.

Chu Wanning looked at him inexplicably, only his eyelashes moved.

Mo Ran took a deep breath, not knowing where the courage came from. He just felt that if he missed this time, he would probably never be able to express himself like this unscrupulously in his life.

He suddenly half-kneeled down, trying to be as good as Chu Wanning, who was sitting in front of the desk, but unfortunately he was still too tall. He knelt like this, and still looked down at his master with his eyes down.

He couldn't care about so much, and he felt his heartbeat so fast and his blood was so fast.

"Master."
To be continued...