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He likes to look at him, just like he likes to look at the red leaves on the mountains in autumn and the lotus flowers in the pond in summer. Over the years, he has almost no delusion about going beyond the rules.

He still cherished and loved his teacher as before.

But it is different from the past. Today's Mo Ran finally understands what love is all about. He is not Liu Xiahui. His love should be moist and hot, accompanied by occupation, along with the collision of flesh and blood. Turbid fluid spurts out.

He is a wolf dog and knows how to smell roses.

But the molars are ferocious. If you really want to eat it, of course you won't eat flowers and plants, but flesh and blood.

At dinner time, Xue Meng finally finished compiling all the books in the second scripture section of the library. He was so tired that he sighed and lay in Meng Potang complaining. Even his favorite spicy chicken could not make him happy.

I was playing with chopsticks boredly when I suddenly saw Chu Wanning entering the dining hall. I finally cheered up, straightened up and shouted: "Master!"

Allen Chu glanced at him and nodded towards him.

Mo Ran sat next to Xue Meng. He, Xue Meng, and Shi Mo always ate together, but today Chu Wanning walked in, and Mo Ran moved all the dishes on the table, leaving a large space. place to come.

"what you do?"

Mo Ran smiled at Xue Meng without saying a word, stood up and waved to Chu Wanning: "Master, come and sit here."

Xue Meng: "…………"

Teacher: "…………"

Respect is one thing, but eating together is another.

People who can often sit at the same table and gnaw bones, most of the relationships will not be too stiff. At least they have to get used to the other person's mouth, and can tolerate the other person's ugly eating looks and occasional gaffes.

Look at the expressions on the faces of Xue Meng and Shi Mo. Even though Chu Wanning has always been calm and cold, they are still not used to it and do not accept eating with him.

For them, eating with their master occasionally is the same as socializing. They have to be tense and polite. After a meal, their backs are often stiff and they don't taste the food.

Chu Wanning also understood this. He glanced at Mo Ran quite unexpectedly, shook his head, and still took some light vegetables and went straight to the place he was used to.

I haven't eaten in Meng Potang for five years. As soon as I sat down, Chu Wanning saw a small engraved copper plate on the corner of the table, with six small characters of "Elder Yuheng's Special Table" engraved on it.

"…………"

Is Xue Zhengyong sick? !

Putting the wooden tray on the table, Chu Wanning sat down gloomily. Before he could take two bites, a man suddenly pulled out the wooden chair opposite him and sat down at the "Elder Yuheng's Special Seat". The tray he brought It was placed in front of Allen Chu's plate, so close that it almost touched each other.

Allen Chu raised his eyes: "...Why are you here?"

"It's too crowded over there." Mo Ran said, holding up the rice bowl with a smile, "Come over and eat with Master."

Chu Wanning glanced at Xue Meng and the others, feeling a little inexplicable: Where is the crowd?

Not to mention that he was inexplicable, the other two people left behind by Mo Ran also had complicated expressions, quietly looking at the table of Chu Wanning and Mo Ran.

Xue Meng murmured: "Is that bitch crazy?"

Teacher: "…………"

Mo Ran didn't care so much. He just looked at Chu Wanning and felt uncomfortable. Chu Wanning was a picky person and was very pretentious about food. He often felt uncomfortable after eating this or tasting that. Disgusting, Mo Ran feels that this is not good, and he will get sick when he gets older in the future.

He used to be too lazy to care about what Chu Wanning ate, but now it is different. Not to mention that he likes this thing, but out of respect for his teacher, he has to feed his master well.

But feeding Chu Wanning is a science, just like feeding a cat. You can't just force it on. People won't want to eat it, and he can't force it.

So Mo Ran had an idea and put a piece of fat and thin braised pork into Allen Chu's bowl.

"Master, try this."

Sure enough, Allen Chu frowned and said: "I don't like pork belly, you take it away."

Mo Ran was already prepared and said with a smile: "I heard it's very sweet, it's Jiangnan flavor."

Chu Wanning said: "Jiangnan cooking meat is different from this."

"You don't even eat it, how do you know it's different?"

"You can tell by looking at it."

"But the cook said it's Jiangnan flavor." Mo Ran dropped the net, ready to wait for the cat to take the bait, and said with a smile, "The cook in Meng Potang is an old cook, can he be wrong? The master must have been away from home for too long La, I forgot what the braised pork from my hometown looks like."

Allen Chu said: "...nonsense, how could I get this wrong?"

Mo Ran ate a piece by himself, and seemed to taste it really seriously, and said sincerely: "I think Master is really wrong. This meat is very sweet. If you don't believe it, why don't you try a piece?"

Chu nightning was completely unaware of Mo Ran's ulterior motives. He was a little angry. He picked up the braised pork in the bowl with his chopsticks and brought it to his mouth.

"How is it?" Mo Ran suppressed a smile and looked at the big white cat who took the bait.

Allen Chu frowned seriously and said: "No, the smell of star anise is too strong. I'll tell the cook. This is not how Jiangnan braised pork is made."

"Hey -" Mo Ran immediately pulled him and couldn't help being speechless. Who knew this guy would be so serious? If he really went to argue with the cook, wouldn't he be exposed? He hurriedly said, "Teacher

Don't be in a hurry, the cook is busy at the moment. Since Master has tasted it, it's definitely not the case. I'll go and tell him later. It's important that we finish the meal first. "

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