Article 65

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Chu WanNing was stunned.

He is so old, no one has ever dared to grab his wrist casually. For a while, he froze in place with a dark face, not knowing how to deal with it.

Pull it out and slap backhand?

... I feel that with the word "indecent", I am no different from a woman.

Then pull it out without slapping?

...Does it seem like he is too easy to talk to?

Chu Wanning hesitated for a long time and did not move, but the boy smiled and said: "What is this on your hand? It looks good, can you teach me how to do this? They have all introduced themselves, and you haven't spoken yet. Which elder are you? Hey, did you get a headache when you bumped into it just now?"

With so many questions in one brain, Chu Wanning felt that his head didn't hurt just now, but now it hurts.

My brain is about to burst...

As soon as he was irritable, the golden light in his hand floated slightly, and seeing that Tianwen was about to answer the call, the other elders were all moved in horror—is Chu Wanning crazy? This Mr. Mo dares to smoke?

The hand was suddenly held by Mo Ran.

Now both hands fell into the young man's hands, Mo Ran didn't realize the danger, pulled him, stood in front of him, raised his face, and said with a smile: "My name is Mo Ran, who is here?" I don't even know each other, but just by looking at your face, I like you the most. Otherwise, I will worship you as my teacher?"

This result was unexpected, the people around were even more frightened, and the faces of several elders looked chapped.

Elder Xuanji: "Huh?"

Elder Pojun: "Wow!"

Elder Qisha: "Oh?"

Precept Elder: "Uh..."

Greedy wolf elder: "Oh, ridiculous."

Elder Lu Cun is the most motherly, with curly hair and peachy eyes: "Oh, this young man is so courageous, he is truly a hero, he even dares to touch Elder Yuheng's ass."

"...I beg you, can you stop being so disgusting?" Seven Kills said in disgust.

Lu Cun rolled his eyes gracefully, and hummed: "Well, let's put it another way, it's a real hero who dares to touch Elder Yuheng's buttocks."

Seven kills: "..." Just kill him.

Among all the elders, the most popular is the gentle and jade-like Elder Xuanji. His spells are easy to learn, and he is a modest gentleman. Most of the disciples of Death and Life Peak worship under him.

Chu Wanning originally thought that Mo Ran should be no exception. Even if it wasn't Xuanji, it should be a bright and active Pojun. Anyway, no one's turn will be his turn.

But Mo Ran stood so close in front of him, with a kind of intimacy and love that was unfamiliar to him on his face, he was like a clown who was suddenly selected, and he was in a hurry for no reason.

Chu Wanning only knows how to deal with "awe", "fear" and "disgust". As for "like", it is too difficult.

He didn't even think about it, and immediately rejected Mo Ran.

The young man froze in place, under the slender eyelashes, there was a sense of loneliness and unwillingness in his eyes. He lowered his head, thought for a long time, and suddenly whispered unreasonably: "Anyway, it's you."

Chu Wanning: "..."

The Venerable Master looked interestingly at the side, and couldn't help smiling at this moment and asked, "Ah Ran, do you know who he is?"

"He didn't tell me, how do I know who he is."

"Haha, since you don't know who he is, why do you want him?"

Mo Ran still grabbed Chu Wanning's hand, turned his head, and said to the Lord with a smile: "Because he looks the most gentle, it's best to talk."

In the dark, Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes, dizzy for a while.

... What a ghost.

He didn't know what happened to Mo Ran's eyes at that time, but he actually felt that he was gentle. Don't talk about him, the whole peak of life and death knew about it at the time, and they all gave affectionate greetings to Mr. Mo Ran with the eyes of "look at this silly boy".

Chu Wanning raised his hand and helped the faintly beating forehead.

Shoulder pain, confusion, hunger, dizziness.

This sleep seems to be no sleep.

He lay in a big font on the bed for a while, sat up, and was about to light a stick of incense to calm down, when suddenly there was another knock on the door.

The ink is still burning outside.

Chu Wanning: "..."

He didn't agree, didn't say get out or get out.

But this time, the door opened by itself.

Chu Wanning raised his head gloomyly. However, the match that was already lit in the hand hovered in the air, but it didn't touch the incense, and it went out after a while.

Chu nightning said: "Get out."

The ink burned and rolled in.

He held a steaming bowl of noodles in his hand, just out of the pan.

This time it was simpler, there were not so many varieties of noodles, the mellow noodle soup was sprinkled with chopped green onions and white sesame seeds, short ribs, green vegetables, and a slightly burnt poached egg.

Chu Wanning was very hungry, but he still had no expression on his face. He glanced at Mo Ran, turned his face away, and didn't speak.

Mo Ran put the noodles on the table and said softly: "I asked the chef in the shop to make another bowl."

Chu Wanning lowered his eyes.

Sure enough, it will not be Mo Ran himself.

"Eat some." Mo Ran said, "This bowl is not spicy, no beef, and no bean sprouts."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew and closed the door for Chu Wanning by the way.

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