Chu Wanning looked her up and down. She had thought that this person was as beautiful as the country in Xuanyuan Pavilion. Now, she looked closely and looked like a fuzzy flower, as beautiful as a shiny cloud, and as bright as the sun. Her ebony-like hair seemed to shine brightly around her. It was indeed a stunning beauty in the world. No wonder Nangong Si liked it.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Mo Ran quietly, wanting to know what Mo Ran would react.

Unexpectedly, his eyes were opposite Mo Ran. Mo Ran didn't look at Song Qiutong at all, as if there was air standing next to Nangong Si. Instead, he kept staring at him. The two of them looked at each other, and Mo Ran smiled gently.

Chu Wanning was numb by him, but his face was still calm. He and Mo Ran looked at each other for a moment, and then he turned his eyes away as if calmly.

"Xiaoyue School raised many demon wolves. The bravest one is Naobaijin, and I like it the most."

Nangong Si led everyone to the center of the empty grassland, took out the jade flute at his waist, and blew three quick whistles. After a moment of silence, a demonic wind blew everywhere in the lush forest in the distance, and a snow-white light and shadow jumped out of the forest. Almost in the blink of an eye, a demon wolf with crystal hair and golden claws leaped into the air, and its body was pulled into a smooth arc. It screamed "aowu" and the cold winter day reflected behind it. Then it leaned down and stopped steadily in front of Nangong Si.

"Aoah!"

Nangong Si stepped forward and touched its fluffy neck, turned around and smiled, "Master, look, it has grown so big, and the year you left, it was still a little boy."

"The year I left, it was already as tall as an adult man." Chu Wanning said expressionlessly.

"Hahahaha, is that? I always think it's small and still a cub."

“…”

"Master, come and ride and watch."

Nangong Si said, then blew the flute again and summoned two other snow-white demon wolves from the woods: "Master Mo, are you here to play?"

The three of them each turned over the back of the demon wolf. Nangong Si said, "Hold the rope chain or neck hair, and hold the legs together, which is actually similar to riding a horse." After that, he lowered his head and said to Song Qiutong, "Qiutong, you ride with me, I will take you."

Chu Wanning originally thought he could not, but after stepping on the back of the demon wolf and trying to walk a few steps, he felt that it was nothing difficult. Even because the demon wolf is quite spiritual and can clearly understand the rider's intentions, it is much easier to control than an ordinary horse.

Nangong Si smiled and said, "How is it? Run a lap?"

“Can you go anywhere here?”

"Everything is OK, Houshan Linyuan and Xiaoyue Schoolyard, just run around."

Mo Ran smiled and said, "Is this a competition?"

"Let's have a game." Chu Wanning glanced at Nangong Si who was riding on the demon wolf with Song Qiutong. He thought that this was an opportunity to enhance the relationship between the couple, so he happily agreed.

Nangong Si smiled and untied a spirit stone bracelet on his wrist and said, "Since that's the case, we will run to Ganquan Lake north of Linyuan to catch five grouper inside. Even if the first person to return here wins, this chain will be the first to be the lottery, how about it?"

"Seven-star Spirit Stone Chain, Young Master Nangong is too generous to take action."

"I'm happy if you can't buy a thousand gold coins." Nangong Si tightened the rope chain, lowered his head and said to Song Qiutong, "You sit firmly, don't fall down. If you run faster, just tell me."

Mo Ran glanced at Song Qiutong and smiled and said, "I'm afraid Mr. Nangong can take out the chain in advance."

"Ha, underestimate me, I grew up on the back of a wolf. Not to mention bringing one more person, even if you bring one more, that's a little bit. Let's go, I'll count three, two, and start."

"Three, two-one!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three snow-white lights and shadows whizzed out of the air like arrows through the forest. They stepped on the Xiaosha grassland and instantly jumped to the end of the hunting garden, disappearing deep in the dense forest.

Chu Wanning slowed down at the beginning and followed Nangong Si and Song Qiutong, but later Song Qiutong's screams came to her from time to time. After listening for a long time, her ears were inevitably irritated. In addition, he could not bear the girl's coquettishness, so he couldn't help but speed up and surpassed the past.

As the screams of "Young Master, please slow down" behind him gradually faded away, Chu Wanning gradually felt the pleasure of riding a demon wolf. This spirit beast was so smart that he could even understand his intentions by just moving his fingertips a little, and reacting immediately. It was no wonder that Nangong Si loved these animals.

The winter wind blows on his face, but he doesn't feel cold. Chu Wanning looks up at the mottled sunshine in front of him, stretching endlessly, and then rushes past him like a torrent, rolling away. He can't help laughing, feeling that this rush is so exciting, so he drives Naobai's golden hair to run wildly, and his wolf claws step on the thick coniferous forest, raising the rolling dust.

Behind him, Mo Ran was following the black-clawed demon wolf, and he followed closely from beginning to end. In that moment, a trace of inexplicable comfort and peace of mind arose in Chu Wanning's heart.

He suddenly felt that he seemed to have finally had the power to move forward willfully, as if no matter where he ran, there would be such footsteps behind him. Such a person kept echoing and never separated.

Chu Wanning arrived at Ganquan Lake almost at the same time as Mo Ran. There was a blue wave, the lake water was as clear as a mysterious mirror, and the water system was extremely abundant. The two sides of the lake were nourished by the spiritual current, and the flowers, trees and fruit trees were not affected by the changes in all seasons. In the winter, the orange trees were still lush with branches and leaves. Behind the green leaves, countless golden fruits were hidden, and the wind was filled with a sweet citrus fragrance.

After falling steadily to the ground, Chu Wanning looked around and said, "It's a beautiful place."

Mo Ran walked over with the black-clawed demon wolf, and asked with a smile: "Master likes it. When you go back, you also plant many fruit trees on the top of life and death. You can raise them with spiritual energy all year round, and you can pick them if you want to eat them."

Chu Wanning snorted, walked to the lakeside without comment, and raised his hand to summon Tianwen.

Mo Ran saw that something was wrong and stopped him: "What are you doing?"

"Catch fish."

“…Master, don’t you want to stir up the wind and squeeze all the fish in the lake.”

"What are you thinking?" Chu Wanning glared at him, shook his hand and threw the golden vines onto the lake, and then said lightly to the lake, "Who is tired of living? I hope you will take the bait."

After saying this three times, Chu Wanning took back the Tianwen. On the golden leaves, there were actually a few fat-headed fish that rolled their eyes and spit bubbles in their eyes.

Chu Wanning looked at it, turned around and asked Mo Ran, "Did he say he wanted a grouper?"

"Um."

"………Do you know what grouper looks like?" After Chu Wanning said that, he felt that it might be too much of a problem to ask this question, so he simply picked up Tianwen and raised all the fish he caught to Mo Ran, "Is there any of these?"

"...I'll catch it for my master."

Mo Ran caught ten fish and put them in the Qiankun bag on the necks of the two demon wolfs. Chu Wanning put the fish that he had just caught back to the water, and said lightly, "Life is short, please trouble you, endure it for a while."

Hearing such a sentence, Mo Ran felt that this man was both funny and cute. He put down the last grouper and turned around, and saw Chu Wanning walking towards the shore from the edge of the cold pond of the clear water. The lake water was rippling behind him, soaking his white figure into a gentle and hazy state.

He suddenly felt a strong desire, and wanted to strode over, hold Chu Wanning in his arms, want to be intimate with him, caress him gently, and also want to crush him, want to pull him into the orange woods, press him on the tree, and lift his legs and occupy him infinitely and roughly.

He watched Chu Wanning get closer and closer, and he realized that his desire was so contradictory and strong, and the softest and hardest ones were born from Jun.

Love, love.

Isn't that what it looks like?

Hard heat is the hot and fierce blade that cuts open your body.

Warmth and softness are the tenderness of spring water that wraps you.

"Nangong Si is really." Chu Wanning didn't see the darkness in Mo Ran's eyes. He walked to Mo Ran, checked and sorted out the Qiankun bag on Nao Baijin's neck, "Take a girl and run so slowly."

"Maybe doing something else."

Mo Ran's brain was a little hot. He stared at Chu Wanning's white neck exposed when he lowered his head. His abdomen felt a heat, and he murmured in a deep voice without thinking.

Chu Wanning was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?"

"..." Mo Ran then realized, felt a silence, coughed dryly, turned his head away, "It's nothing."

Chu Wanning thought about it, her eyes suddenly widened, and then she narrowed dangerously again, looking thin and angry: "What are you thinking about, get on the horse, go back!"

Mo Ran moved his lips and wanted to say, "It's not a horse, it's a wolf." But looking at Chu Wanning's depressed face and red ear tips, he swallowed the words to his mouth.

He looked at Chu Wanning with some regrets as he rode on the aubic golden horse with a sharp skill, and was full of charm and unparalleled beauty. He longed for him narrowly. He thought that it would be great if Chu Wanning was his person, then he would have fucked the person so much that he could not get on the horse's back or the wolf's back, so he could only get into his arms.

He was shocked and sinful at his thought, and he subconsciously shook his head.

Chu Wanning happened to see this action, and Chu Wanning asked him: "What's wrong? Why do you shake your head? Did I say wrong? "

"No, the master taught me the right lesson, because I thought too much."

But I wasn't thinking about the mess of Nangong Si and Song Qiutong.

I think of you...

Then Mo Ran thought again, Oh, it would be great if he could break Ao Baijin's legs. In this way, Chu Wanning had no wolf to ride, and might also be willing to take his black claws.

He wanted to hug him again, just like a person who was dying of thirst, missing the nectar that had been ruined by himself... Mo Ran followed Chu Wanning all the way and galloped all the way. When he returned to Xiaoyue School, he saw Song Qiutong and Nangong Si were already waiting there.

Song Qiutong sat on the ground, her crystal-like ankle stretched out, with blood marks on her head.

It turned out that she was halfway through and forgot what Nangong Si had told her to tighten her legs, so she was scratched by the thorns. Although it was a minor injury, Nangong Si would not let her go and took her back in advance to bandage her.

Mo Ran glanced at her legs and feet. The feet were pretty beautiful, but compared to Chu Wanning, it was far inferior. Fortunately, she liked Song Qiutong's feet quite liked in her previous life.

It's really blind.

Now he felt that Chu Wanning was good at everything, whether it was horizontal or vertical. Even his despicable eyes that were always shining with cold and inhumane eyes, he felt that it was arrogance and temperament. Chu Wanning should have been like that. It was so beautiful, so beautiful.

I feel so happy that I am glaring at him, scolding him, and rolling my eyes when I see him, and feeling full of joy and grass.

"I'm willing to accept the loss." Nangong Si was very happy and handed the chain of a daughter to Chu Wanning casually, "This is for the master."

Chu Wanning looked at the chain and said, "The Seven-Star Spirit Stone is good at nourishing the spirit core. I really need it, thank you."

Mo Ran felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and inexplicably muttered to the side: "I'll buy you a better one next time."

"What?" Chu Wanning didn't hear it clearly and looked back at him.

Mo Ran saw that his phoenix eyes were so close, and his face was clearly reflected in his pupils. The distance between me and you made the astringent smell fade slightly.

Mo Ran smiled and said, "I said, next time I see something more suitable for Master, I will buy it for Master."

"good."

Chu Wanning agreed frankly, which made Mo Ran even happier.

He even went to see Nangong Si carefully. Nangong Si didn't care about this at all. He was competing with him and wanted Nangong Si to know that Master accepted your things and said politely, thank you. I won't accept me. Look, he and I are not at all.

Chu Wanning said: "Remember to ask the boss to issue a bill, and I will give you two dollars at that time."

Mo Ran: “…………………”

Ten freshwater groupers were taken out of Qiankun's sac. Nangong Si took them to the hunting cabin next to Xiaoyue School. There was a gray-black furnace outside, with pots and pans available, but the wooden cabin looked mottled and old. Compared with the magnificent pasture, it was not like it was built at the same time.

Chu Wanning brushed his fingertips across the fence and stopped in front of a bunch of ropes tied to the fence. The rope has been hit by countless winds and rains, and it has long since disappeared from its original gorgeous appearance.

Nangong Si took the seasoning and came out of the wooden house. Seeing Chu Wanning looking at the rope, he smiled and said, "That was the year when the Grandmaster left. I tied it here, and it was almost gone."
To be continued...