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The man gasped, "Relax, I'm coming in."

Chu night Ning's face suddenly turned red, and he sat blankly on the couch, his clothes were messy, his heart was angry, and his eyes seemed to be ruthless and unwilling, but the ruthlessness and unwillingness were like the gravel on the edge of the shoal, which is fashionable in the cold winter It can be cold and rugged, and those who prick it dare not face it, but if the spring water begins to melt and the spring floods are turbulent, these sharp teeth and sharp mouths will be submerged in the soft and gentle waves, and there is no trace of evil.

He rarely felt so embarrassed and at a loss, and he almost never had such a strong desire.

He stayed where he was, until Mo Ran pushed the door open and came in, he suddenly realized that he was about to pretend to sleep, but it was already too late.

So as soon as Mo Ran entered the door, what he saw was Chu Wanning sitting on the bed, with dark ink hair all over his body, which made the face shine like an ice lake in the sun. The person's eyebrows and eyes were very sharp. When he raised his eyes and stared at himself, it was as if a frost blade had just opened, and a few inches of cold light flowed out from under the scabbard.

However, the ends of his eyes were a thin red, so the cold light was tinged with it, and it entangled Qu rǔ with cruelty, as if someone had just tortured him and done something indescribable to him, and his eyes were filled with stubbornness and moisture. water color.

Mo Ran looked at him silently. This man was like a bud growing out of thorns. He suddenly slowed down his breathing. He felt as if a huge boulder had fallen into his chest, raising an overwhelming giant...

Chapter 134 Master can eat

Mo Ran didn't speak. For a long time, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

It was almost as if he was in the torrent of desire, trying his best to cling to a driftwood to prevent himself from drowning, stumbling and thinking:

Respect, respect and love him.

Respect is the respect of respect and love, and love is the love of respect and love. It cannot be blasphemed, it cannot be hurt, it cannot be added with unnecessary emotions, and it must not do the same stupid, ridiculous and deceiving Master as in the previous life.

The lava boiled in the heart and repeated this sentence four or five times. The ink burned and then managed to stabilize his mind. He walked into the room seemingly calmly and said hello to Chu Wanning with a smile.

"Master, it turns out you are in there...why don't you make a sound?"

"Just woke up." Chu Wanning said gānba.

Gān is real gān, the throat is also gān, and the desire is also gān. If it accidentally falls into a spark, I am afraid it can start a prairie fire.

Mo Ran was holding a five-layer bamboo food box in his hand. It looked heavy. He wanted to put the food box on the table, but when he glanced at it, the table was full of files, drills, mortises and tenons, iron nails, and a mess. of drawings. There was no way, he had to hold the food box and walk to Chu Wanning's bed.

Allen Chu's sleep seemed to be bigger than before. When he looked at him, he was obviously a little anxious. He frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"Master got up late, and there was nothing to eat in Meng Potang. I had nothing to do, so I made something to accompany Master."

As he spoke, he opened the food box and placed it out one by one. On the top was a plate of stir-fried wild mushrooms, then a plate of tender water chestnut lettuce, then on the bottom were silver rolls and honey-glazed lotus root, and at the bottom were two bowls of crystal-clear and plump warm lettuce. white rice and a bowl of winter bamboo shoots and ham soup.

Two bowls of white rice…

Chu Wanning was a little speechless. It turned out that he had such a big appetite in Mo Ran's heart?

"The table is a bit messy. Master, should you start eating on the bed, or should I clean up the table and then bring the dishes over?"

Of course, Chu Wanning didn't like to eat on the bed, but at this time, his lower body desires were still lingering, and he was completely covered by the quilt. He hesitated for a moment between his demeanor and his face, and resolutely chose the latter.

"There are too many things on the table. It will take a long time to put them away. Let's eat here."

Mo Ran smiled and nodded: "Okay."

I have to say that Mo Ran's craftsmanship is very good. The dishes he made five years ago are already very delicious, and five years later it is even more difficult for ordinary chefs to compare. And this person somehow tasted the food very accurately to his taste. I knew that he didn't like to drink porridge that much in the morning. The fresh mushrooms he chose were straw mushrooms. There was no bean paste in the silver rolls, but sweet potatoes were used. The winter bamboo shoots were all tender. , the ham is fat and thin, half mixed, the color is like the red clouds in the sky...

Mo Ran never asked him about his taste, but everything was just right, as if he had lived together for many years.

Allen Chu was eating comfortably. Although his posture was calm and leisurely, his chopsticks never stopped for a moment. When he finished the last mouthful of soup, he looked up and saw Mo Ran sitting on the edge of the bed, with one foot on the wooden slats of the chair next to him. , supporting his cheek with one hand, looking at him with a smile but not a smile.

"What's wrong?" Chu Wanning subconsciously took out the handkerchief and wiped it, "Is there something near your mouth..."

"No." Mo Ran said, "Seeing that Master is eating deliciously, I feel happy."

"..." Chu Wanning was a little uncomfortable and said lightly, "You made it delicious, but there was too much rice. One bowl will be enough next time."

Mo Ran seemed to want to say something, but in the end he still held back. He grinned and smiled, showing his neat white teeth like braided shells.

"Um."

What a fool. He is very cautious when it comes to important matters, but he is so lazy in life that he doesn't even see two pairs of chopsticks under the food box.

One person ate enough for two people, but he actually told him that it was a bit too much and he was a little full...

The more Mo Ran thought about it, the funnier he became. He couldn't help but gently hold his forehead with his hand, and his eyelashes drooped and trembled.

"Why are you laughing again?"

"It's nothing." Mo Ran was afraid of hurting his face. He was the master's face more important than anything else. Of course he couldn't make it difficult for him.

Feeling embarrassed, he changed the subject and said, "Master, I suddenly remembered something that I forgot to tell you yesterday."

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