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Chu Wanning said: "It's warm even if it's covered with straw. You can keep it for yourselves."

Mo Ran also smiled and said: "After all, I am a cultivator, so I can't compete with you for the bedding."

The village chief was full of guilt and said repeatedly: "I'm really sorry. There used to be a lot of mattresses, but last year when there was an evil spirit, the village ran out of water, and many things were damaged..."

Allen Chu said: "It's okay."

After a few words of comfort, the village chief and his wife finally walked away tremblingly. Mo Ran helped Chu Wanning organize the bed again, spread thicker straw under the quilt, and tried his best to make the bed softer, which looked a bit like a dog that was busy picking up a soft pillow at home.

Allen Chu leaned against the table, looked at it lightly, and said: "It's almost done. If you spread the bed again, I'm afraid I won't be sleeping in a bed, but in a grain pile."

Mo Ran was a little embarrassed by what he said, scratched his head and said: "I have been busy today. Tomorrow I will go to the nearby market to buy a mattress for Master."

"You went to buy a mattress, shall I do all the farm work?" Chu night Ning glared at him, "That's it, it's good." He said, walked over and smelled it, "It smells of rice."

Mo Ran said: "No, Master, you are most afraid of the cold, you can't..."

"Winter hasn't arrived yet." Allen Chu frowned, "Why are you talking so much? You should go back to your room. I'm tired after a day and my feet are numb. I want to sleep."

The ink burned and left obediently.

Chu Wanning just took off his shoes, casually scooped some water from the tank, rinsed his feet, and prepared to climb onto his rice bed. I heard the door being knocked, the ink burned and then returned, shouting outside: "Master, I'm coming in!"

"..." Allen Chu was furious, "Didn't I tell you not to say 'I'm in' to me in the future!"

Mo Ran let him get angry, and smiled and rubbed his head open the ajar door. He really didn't have the hands to push the door open. The sleeves of both his hands were rolled up to his elbows, revealing honey-colored, tight and sexy arms. Holding a bucket full of water, the water is steaming.

The young man's eyes looked particularly bright and scorching in the mist.

Allen Chu was so heart-beating when he saw him that he didn't know what to say.

Mo Ran lifted the heavy bucket to his bed and put it down. There was light on his face and the pears were melting. He said: "Master, let's soak your feet. I've been tired for a day. After soaking, I'll give you a massage and Master will go to sleep again." .”

"No……"

"I know, Master said no need again." Mo Ran smiled and said, "Yes. The first time I do farm work, my back will be sore. If Master doesn't rest well, he won't be able to get up tomorrow. Those children in the village, It’s time to laugh at you again.”

The water in the barrel is very warm, even slightly hot, but not unbearable.

Chu Wanning's naked feet were immersed in it. The toes were round and delicate, and the ankle bones were extremely smooth and distinct. The skin on his feet was very white. Because he had not seen the sun for a long time, it could even be called pale.

Mo Ran saw it and suddenly felt that Chu Wanning's skin was really good, fairer and clearer than those delicate and crystal clear Sichuan girls.

If you think about it carefully, even Song Qiutong, the woman he married in his previous life, doesn't feel as good as Allen Chu... Bah, what are you thinking about?

So Chu Wanning was soaking his feet, and Mo Ran was sitting at the opposite table reading.

The books he brought himself were some boring books on healing magic. The room was very quiet, so quiet that both of them subconsciously slowed down their breathing, not wanting the other person to hear. In the room where a candle was lit, the sound of Chu Wanning's feet shaking in the water could only be heard occasionally.

"I've washed it. I'm not sore anymore. You can go back."

Mo Ran is very insistent. He will never believe Chu Wanning's "no pain" or "not uncomfortable" anymore. He has put down the book, squatted down in front of Chu Wanning's bed, half-knelt down, and caught When Chu Wanning wanted to retract one foot, his eyes were somewhat undeniable:

"After pressing the button for Master, I will go back."

"..." Allen Chu wanted to kick him and let him go back quickly, so as not to talk to himself in front of him.

But the hand holding him was so strong and rough, and the calluses of the tiger's mouth and fingertips were close to his skin. His feet became particularly sensitive because of the hot water. He felt itchy for a moment and wanted to laugh. , so all the energy was spent on holding back laughter, and he missed the last chance to pick up his majesty and drive away the ink.

Mo Ran was half-kneeling, already putting his feet on his knees, lowering his eyes, and kneading them patiently and carefully.

"Master, is it cold in the paddy field?" he asked while pressing the button.

"fine."

"There are a lot of dead branches and leaves. Look here, they are all scratched."

"..." Allen Chu looked at the side of his right foot, and there was indeed a small cut. "It's just a small injury, I don't feel anything."

Mo Ran said: "I brought some plasters for bruises. Master, wait a moment. I will get them and apply them on you. Auntie's mixture is very easy to use. The wounds can be healed in one night." He said and came out After opening the door, his cabin was face to face with Chu Wanning. There was only a yard that could be walked in about ten steps. He quickly went back and brought a jar of balm.

"As for being so pretentious?"

"It's not hypocritical. It will be more troublesome if it festers. Come on, Master, give me your feet."

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