When Chu Wanning ate the last steamed bun, the door behind him opened. Mo Ran walked in with a bunch of things and put all the things on the bed.

"Master, there are some pieces of talisman paper that you didn't take out from your outer robe. I'll put them here for you."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked out again.

He was really embarrassed to ask Chu Wanning directly with the treasure bag. He always felt that no matter what the other party replied, the atmosphere would be extremely awkward. What's more, Chu Wanning's face is so thin and his mouth is stupid. If something is wrong and makes him unhappy, what should he do?

Mo Ran pursed his lips, and there was a burning light in his dark eyes, a little confused and confused.

He suddenly had a thought that made him feel incredible-

Could it be that Chu Wanning...

Do you actually like him?

Mo Ran was shocked by his bold delusion, and quickly shook his head and murmured in a low voice: "Impossible, Impossible..."

The so-called "not knowing the true face of Mount Lu" is because of this because I am in this mountain.

If this secret bag belongs to someone who Mo Ran doesn't care about, such as a female cultivator, Mo Ran will know it clearly when he sees it and will instantly confirm the other party's intentions.

——If you don’t like it, who would hold a gift with another person, and have been so many years after you put it in it?

Things were so simple.

But when he met Chu Wanning, Mo Ran became messy. People were like this. The more they cared about it, the more they were, the more they were, they became very stupid. They didn't know where to put their hands and feet. The other party could scratch their hearts and hearts for a long time. The other party was silent and could dig three feet from the silence, carefully digging out the meaning hidden after the pause.

In this way, no matter how simple the matter is, he will think about it repeatedly, chew it slowly, and taste a lot of twists and turns.

Did you make a mistake?

Did you misunderstand me?

Did Chu Wanning forget to throw it away?

He could even think about this kind of denial with his toes. He could even think about it for a long time. While he was stunned, he was absent-mindedly scrubbing the clothes in the bucket. The water became colder and colder, but his heart became hotter and hotter.

Mo Ran couldn't help but look up and looked up at the other side of the room. In the old wooden window with the back-shaped font pasted with window paper, a ripe golden candlelight shone. The candlelight swayed, dark and bright, and the tender new bud in Mo Ran's chest also shivered softly and whirled.

If Chu Wanning really likes him...

Although he was once such a thick-skinned Emperor of the Immortal, he only thought about this sentence and his face turned red.

Mo Ran felt a little hot and a little thirsty.

That is the thirst that cannot be quenched. It can soothe his heat. Only the person in the room. Only the sweetness in that person can give him great comfort and a moment of peace. Only the person, the man he vowed to cherish, protect, and respect.

When he thought of "respect", Mo Ran's chest seemed to be poured with a glass of water. In the past, when he could not control himself and developed a strong desire for Chu Wanning, he would wake him up and blame him like this.

But tonight is different.

The tip of tonight seemed to add a handful of dry firewood soaked in pine oil to his heart, which encouraged his ambitions.

Respect.

He kept saying to himself, but the thoughts that could always be extinguished in the past were burned aggressively at this moment, and the cold water poured into sliver of steam in an instant, making his eyes dazed.

So Mo Ran was shocked to find that the mantra "respect" was finally completely and completely-

Failed.

In the room, Chu Wanning drank the last steamed bun and wanted to wipe his fingers, so he walked to the bed and took out the crabapple handkerchief from the pile of debris.

He sighed and thought to himself that his memory was really bad. He didn't know how to take out all the things inside before washing clothes. He let Mo Ran laugh at it, and he didn't know that he...

"Um?"

Before I could finish thinking about it, I suddenly saw a thin red rope under the cover of a pile of talisman paper.

Chu Wanning's heart skipped a beat and reached out to take the red rope out and see, but his fingers were suddenly in the air and he didn't dare to move forward. After he hesitating for a moment, he withdrew his hand, reached into his clothes, and touched his position closest to his heart.

After touching it, his expression suddenly changed.

His acacia flower tips are really not on him!

Chu Wanning's face suddenly became extremely ugly. After a while, he remembered that the treasure bag obtained by the ghost ceremonials was always closed on his inner collar, but the secret bag of the underwear of Xue Zhengyongding's robe was slightly tilted, and the treasure bag was smooth. He was afraid that he would get rid of it by accident, so he put it in the bag of his outer robe.

After looking at the pile of miscellaneous items carefully, he felt like he was killed by lightning and could not move.

Tiny things like candy were placed at the top, and there was the talisman paper below. Only the red line was hidden at the bottom. The person hiding it seemed to be blushing and waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I didn't see it, I saw nothing."

“…”

After a while, Chu Wanning held his breath and held the red thread with a glimmer of hope, and pulled it out of the messy talisman paper.

……really.

The red line of the tip has moved, which is completely different from the way he is used to.

Even if he was calm, his fair cheeks would still turn red quickly, and his ears were even red as if he was about to drip. He opened the red thread, and the two black hair strands inside that had been entangled for many years were like his thoughts that had been secretly coiled around for many years. In this way, it fell into the warm yellow candlelight, and was surrounded by the softness of his fingers.

Mo Ran saw his tips!

After reading it, I buried the treasure bag at the bottom of the miscellaneous items without silver here!

This perception made Chu Wanning's head roar, and blood surging, and her heart could not calm down. Her whole face was as hot as the red charcoal fire.

what to do?

Did Mo Ran already understand his deep thoughts?

...It's over.

The person Mo Ran likes is Shi Mingjing. If he knew that he was affectionate to him, he would definitely scare him. Will the gentle and soft relationship between them collapse? Chu Wanning's mind was in chaos and panic, holding the treasure bag tightly in his hand, and it took him a long time to calm down.

He hoped Mo Ran didn't know.

Betting on his reputation as a pure and greedy person for many years, he hoped Mo Ran would not find anything - it would be a good thing if one day his long secret love could be known by his beloved, and it would be a relief. But it might not be the case for Chu Wanning.

He is already thirty-two years old and has long been used to being alone.

In the age of Mo Ranshimei's youthful and energetic spirit, Chu Wanning came alone. He never thought that he would have the opportunity to be with his loved ones in his thirties. The expression of his heart is undoubtedly the beginning of a relationship, but he may not end in failure and return in failure.

Chu Wanning put away the tips again, paced back and forth in the room, and finally stopped in front of the dusty bronze mirror.

He raised his eyelids and looked inside. The mirror had been useless for a long time. It was covered with a thick layer of gray on it, and it could only be a rough shadow. So he raised his hand and wiped the mirror, revealing a not-so-perfect face in the dust.

There was a scratch on the bronze mirror, which was impartial and fell right on the corner of his eyes. Chu Wanning blinked and looked at him.

“So ugly.”

He suddenly became very angry and depressed when he looked at the person in the mirror.

"How can I... look like this?"

He knew that Mo Ran likes gentle, beautiful, slender and beautiful young men.

And I did nothing.

Although he had no wrinkles, the heavy weight of time on a person cannot be hidden. Chu Wanning was already a mature young man and now there is no heat at all. How could he be embarrassed to talk about love with young people, let alone that person is his apprentice.

If it is spread, let alone Mo Ran, or the top of life and death, all faces are dull.

What's more, after five years of sleep, Shi Mingjing became more and more beautiful and elegant, and was extremely charming. When he didn't smile, his eyes seemed to be covered with burning peaches. Then he looked at the person in the mirror.

Between the eyebrows, there is only unpleasant hostility and arrogance.

Comparing the two, one can see the difference immediately, and only a fool will choose himself.

Chu Wanning looked at the dim brass mirror and thought to himself that if time had been backwards for ten years, the ugly guy in the mirror would love someone when he was over 20 years old, perhaps he would confess his love with his passion, even if he was bleeding.

But he is now in his thirties.

He is no longer young, and only has a mess, vigilant, mean, and a vicious face that will scare you to cry when you see it.

Mo Ran is in his prime, and his teacher is ignorant and his country is bewitching.

And he is just an ugly guy who is no longer young. He dares not ask for anything and just wants to hide.

He just wanted to continue like this safely, and he couldn't even imagine that he could not imagine his love. He could allow him to have a wishful thinking and to be in a secret love for someone, and to allow him to be good to that person in the name of his master.

He felt that it was enough.

Very satisfied.

At this moment, a "squeak" sound came from behind him. Chu Wanning did not look back. He watched Mo Ran walk into the house with a wooden barrel from the bronze mirror.

None of them spoke, and the bronze mirror was still a little blurry. Chu Wanning could only see a tall figure standing at the door, but couldn't see what the figure had, and what kind of color waves were flowing in his eyes.

Even though he had to calm down after repeating it a hundred times, Chu Wanning's heartbeat was very fast. He didn't want Mo Ran to see his embarrassment, so he took apart his high ponytail, bit his hair between his lips and teeth, lowered his head, and pretended to be re-bound in front of the mirror.

He felt that he was so smart that he had a reason not to say hello to the other person while biting his hairband. Then—

Suddenly, one hand stroked his ear, and Chu Wanning's body trembled suddenly, suppressing it, but still couldn't suppress it, shaking slightly.

He didn't often contact human limbs and was not used to it. What's more, the person who touched his earrings was Mo Ran, and his thick and wide palms were rubbed against the delicate skin of his ears. In just a moment, his waist and back were numb.

Chu Wanning still lowered his eyes. He suspected that he looked up at this time. Even if the light was dark and even if the bronze mirror was dull, the people behind him could see his abnormal red face.

He only bit his hairband, tried his best to calm down, and said, "Have you washed it?"

"Um."

The man's voice was low and slightly hoarse.
To be continued...