Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Mo Ran next door say quietly: "Where are you looking at? There is nothing to do. Take your clothes and get out."

Xue Meng was stunned for a moment: "I see where are you?"

Mo Ran: "..."

Xue Meng looked at his cousin's face for a long time, and suddenly thought about it. He couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, shouting: "What I thought about is a mess! What I wanted to say before, you are locked and locked. You shouldn't think there are too many people in the bathhouse? You want to take a shower in the room. You are full of dirty thoughts! You are also leaning on me in the other way!"

Chu Wanning in the next room turned black.

A lot of dirty thoughts...

Xue Meng let out a heavy sigh, stared at Mo Ran up and down, and then said, "I didn't expect that thing. You said this and mentioned me, you didn't really have it just now--"

"...Aren't you taking a shower? You talk so much!"

"No, I suddenly feel that you are very suspicious." Seeing that the other party's tone was so bad, sparks burst out in his dark eyes, Xue Meng felt more and more wrong, "You were just young and ran into brothels all day long. After walking around these years, you didn't even have any romantic affairs. Why did you suddenly change your temper?"

"..." Mo Ran seemed a little silent. Chu Wanning was waiting in this silence. He actually wanted to know how Mo Ran would answer.

The longer he is silent, the more anxious he becomes. Why don’t he say anything? Embarrassing? Regret? Or...

"You really want to know?"

Mo Ran spoke, and he was angry in his voice.

He actually had a face of anger.

Chu Wanning was amazed in his heart. He felt that Xue Meng was right about asking, and there was no reason why you would be unhappy because someone dug up your old secrets, so he would hide it.

Before the last cover could be finished, Mo Ran heard him say, "I'm tired of fucking, I've been fucking enough, I feel bored. Okay, you can get out."

Chu Wanning: “…………………”

Xue Meng: “…………………”

After a long silence, Xue Meng burst out with a roar that could be heard in the entire inn: "Mo Weiyu, you shameless dog guy! A stinky hooligan!!"

"So, whatever you say is what you want, go out and don't disturb me to sleep."

"Don't touch me you! I hate you!"

"Where do I hate it?"

"You, you--" Xue Meng stuttered, his handsome little face turned red. He originally wanted to make Mo Ran uncomfortable, but he expected that Mo Ran shamelessly rebeled Yijun. He couldn't help but think of himself in his twenties. At this age, Nangong Si got married to the number one beauty in the cultivation world. The fourth son of Jiangdongtang was already the father of three children. Mei Hanxue, who stepped on the snow palace in Kunlun...

Mei Hanxue has not yet died of Hualiu disease.

It seemed that he was the only one who was still an innocent young man, and Xue Meng felt very frustrated.

He was not frustrated because of his lust. He was actually not lustful at all, but he felt that he had been compared by Mo Ran in this regard, and was left over more than ten or eight streets, so he was so angry. If Mo Ran avoided mentioning it and felt ashamed, Xue Meng's mentality would probably be another kind, but Mo Ran actually threw it to him with contempt and impatient expressions-

"I'm tired of fucking, I've had enough fucking."

Young Master Xiao Xue felt that he could not bear it and his self-esteem was hit.

He "you, you," after a long time, and finally shouted at Mo Ran angrily: "Anyway, it's just annoying, you are not a human being!"

He said that and slammed the door and left.

Chu Wanning was also a little choked. Although he was calmer than Xue Meng after all, he could hear Mo Ran's angry words that were deliberately bullying Xue Meng, but he still couldn't help but rush Jiang Liu's tide in his heart and could not calm down for a long time.

The guy next door used too rude words. His low voice was like a lion with a tangled scent in the jungle. His low roar and rough words were combined into one, like a thick and hot fire stick, which penetrated violently into his heart.

Chu Wanning's throat was huddled, his eyes were gloomy and flashing.

Mo Ran had broken the verdict because he was visiting brothels. Of course, he knew that Mo Ran was not as pure as Xue Meng. But Mo Ran was not enough to capture the soul and make him unable to help but think about it and describe such a scene in his mind.

But at this moment, Chu Wanning couldn't help but think that the hot, smooth, smoky and smoky body he had seen had been entangled with those charming, tender, and delicate young men, and moved on those tender and tender faces.

He felt like he was angry and his heart was twitching.

In such anger and desire, Chu Wanning's eyes were slightly red. In the dark night, a hint of the color of the crabapple...

Xue Meng left and returned.

"Open the door!"

“…What’s wrong?”

"I'm just quarreling with you! Where is my clothes!"

"Take it on the table by yourself."

"Hmph!" Xue Meng walked away angrily with her clothes in her arms.

This time, it finally became quiet. Chu Wanning heard Mo Ran's heavy footsteps, and then the creaking sound of the bed. This time he really heard the man next door lying back on the bed. He even seemed to feel the shaking of the bed, supporting his hot figure like a mountain.

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

But when he heard Mo Ran lying down, he knew that he had stood up, and that person could definitely hear the movement here, so he didn't move, like a Danxia rock with cold appearance and colorful inside.

Mo Ran was actually a little uneasy at the head next door.

A man who is dissatisfied with desire always looks irritable, but Xue Meng still has to choose to disturb him now. After a while, he has not controlled himself. He didn't know if Chu Wanning heard the roar that he was ashamed and embarrassed as he just shouted.

If I haven't slept, I must have heard it...

He lay on the bed, and the more he thought about it, the more regret it he felt. He turned over and over. Chu Wanning was just across the wall and listened to his creaking sound, sharing his anxiety.

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

"!"

Mo Ran was in a state of turmoil and he couldn't hold back his anger, so he tried to call Chu Wanning to see if Chu Wanning reacted.

"Master, have you slept?"

“…”

"Can you hear it?"

Chu Wanning felt like a drum beat, feeling that his heart was beating too loudly, and he was a little embarrassed, so he quietly pulled the quilt over his head and tried to use a layer of quilt to cover the heartbeat that the other party had inaudible.

“Master…”

But Mo Ran's voice was so close to him when he was covered with the quilt, as if they were lying on a bed. As long as Chu Wanning lifted the quilt, he could see Mo Ran's handsome face and his chest, and he looked at him sideways. His dark and bright eyes were staring at him like a wolf or a tiger, staring at him hungrily, and wanted to swallow him with blood.

"Can you hear me?"

Chu Wanning made up his mind to see that he didn't hear it, so he naturally knew that Mo Ran asked this because he hoped he didn't hear it.

Otherwise, when we meet tomorrow morning, we will be embarrassed.

The other party called him a few times again with a deep voice. Seeing that Chu Wanning was not moving, he sighed softly. Mo Ran really thought Chu Wanning was asleep, but he felt relieved, but he also felt a little regretful.

He wanted Chu Wanning to pay attention to him.

But Chu Wanning ignored him, so he could only rub the thin wall panel that blocked the two. First, he rubbed his thick fingers over, closed his eyes, as if he was stroking Chu Wanning's chest, and then he pressed his hot lips on, murmuring softly, as if he was muttering against Chu Wanning's lips.

Mo Ran said: "I don't want it anymore...I just want you..."

But this sound was too light, Chu Wanning didn't hear it. He wrapped himself in the quilt and stroked it, his face and heart were very hot. After a while, he heard a fierce squeak in the bed next door, as if the person lying on it was very anxious and turned over angrily.

He said, "Fuck it!"

Chu Wanning suddenly felt an animal-like sensitivity. He predicted what he might hear. For a moment, he felt his hair standing up and wanted to block his ears. But he just moved his fingertips and hung down.

He opened his eyes blankly in the quilt, and after a while, he heard...

He heard Mo Ran's deep and thick panting outside the quilt. The panting was rhythmic, irritable and violent. Chu Wanning's arms had goose bumps. In such a sound, he felt that his spine was numb and soft.

Mo Ran's breathing was so sexy and so sinful, choked in his throat, suppressed and unrestrained. When he heard this sound, he didn't understand anything else.

Chu Wanning closed his eyes, and he felt unable to breathe, his lips slightly opened, trembling a little.

He thought of a wet dream that he had had many times. In the dream, he had seen Mo Ran's body, sincere. So he closed his eyes, but he thought of the scene outside the quilt more clearly. He felt that Mo Ran was right beside him, stretching his majestic and strong body lying on his back, Mo Ran's black eyes were squinted, and his glossy gloss was shining...

(The car drove by, move the scarf)

After being released, his eyes were blurred. Chu Wanning had no idea why he fell into a sticky love net like this. He had no strength, and he lay on the quilt with blurred eyes and gasped.

He is rejecting **.

But he is willing to be in love.

When ** and love are intertwined, ** seems to be less unacceptable. So, the self-deprecating venting in Yuliang Village finally became different. He still felt ashamed, but the shame was overwhelmed by the wetness in his heart, swallowed by comfort and stimulation.

Suddenly, he was so eager, longing for the wooden wall to disappear. Mo Ran, who was also sweaty, leaned over, his hot chest pressed against his back, gasped, and kissed his shoulders and neck.

Chu Wanning lay down blankly and exhausted. He thought, if this is the case, then all this will be perfect.

Then he is enough.

The next day, Mo Lan got up early.

This is Linyi. Chu Wanning is not used to the taste of the dishes, and there are no light dishes in the inn, so he went to the West Market to buy some ingredients and planned to borrow a kitchen for his master to cook something.

In this world, some men can use any kind of tricks to get through. It is not an exaggeration to have a breakfast and a full meal of Han. But as long as you see you can't catch up, you immediately stop and turn around. There are so many beauties in the world, so how could they spend any more thoughts on an impossible object?

But Mo Ran is different.

He pursued his master for two lifetimes.

Now he understands his feelings and knows that he will never have a friendship with Chu Wanning in his life that is better than his master and disciple, but he is still willing and treats Chu Wanning well day after day.
To be continued...