Article 142

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Mo Ran rubbed his cheeks, took a sip of the tea handed by the teacher, and finally slowed down, jokingly said: "Haha, the master must have remembered which dumpling had a copper plate in it, and knocked mine on purpose?"

"You think it's beautiful."

Chu Wanning said coldly, then lowered his head and let himself eat.

But I don't know if it's Mo Ran's illusion. He saw Chu Wanning's face in the warm candlelight, and it seemed to be slightly red.

After the dumplings, the sumptuous dinner of the chef in charge was quickly brought out plate by plate, and chicken, duck and fish were heavily placed on the table.

The Mengpo hall was getting more and more lively, Xue Zhengyi and Mrs. Wang sat at the head, and let the little snowman send generous red envelopes to the table.

A little snowman kept bumping into Chu Wanning's knee, and Shi Zi Ancheng's eyes stared at him.

Chu Wanning was slightly stunned: "Why, I have it too?"

He took the red envelope and opened it, and inside was a handful of valuable gold leaves. He was a little speechless. He raised his head to look at Xue Zhengyi, but saw that vulgar man was looking at him with a smile, and raised the wine cup in his hand. A toast.

so silly.

But I also feel that Xue Zhengyi is really...really...

Chu Wanning stared at him for a while, couldn't help rubbing a smile at the corner of his mouth, and raised his own wine, raised it towards the Lord, and drank it all in one gulp.

Afterwards, all the gold leaves were distributed to the apprentices. After drinking for three rounds and performing continuously on the stage, the atmosphere at the table finally came alive.

The main reason is that the three brats don't seem to be so afraid of him anymore.

As for Chu Wanning, he has always been a thousand cups.

"Master, Master, let me show you the palmistry?"

The first to drink the brain is a little unclear, it is Xue Meng.

He took Chu Wanning's hand and looked closely at him. If he hadn't had three glasses of wine, he wouldn't have dared to offend like this if lent him ten guts.

"The lifeline is long but intermittent, and the body doesn't seem to be particularly good." Xue Meng murmured, "It's easy to get sick."

Mo Ran laughed and said: "Quite accurate."

Chu WanNing glared at him.

"The ring finger is long and slender, Master, you are very lucky to make money."

"The three lines have the same source, and the branch line at the end of the love line hangs down to the wisdom line. Generally, they are willing to sacrifice for love..." Xue Meng stared blankly for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Is it true?"

Chu Wanning's face was blue, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Xue Ziming, I think you are tired of living."

Xue Meng, who was drunk, still didn't know it, so he smiled honestly, continued to read, and then muttered: "Ah, also, the love line has island-shaped lines, and it is under the ring finger, Master, you look at it His eyes are not very accurate... maybe he is blind..."

Chu WanNing couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily pulled his hands, wanting to leave.

Mo Ranxiao was dying of laughter, holding his belly for a long time, and suddenly met Chu Wanning's cold and stern gaze, and he held it back, but his ribs twitched and hurt.

Chu Wanning said angrily: "What are you laughing at? What's so ridiculous?"

Annoyed to leave, the sleeves were grabbed by Xue Meng. Immediately after Mo Ran couldn't laugh anymore, Xue Meng pulled Chu Wanning down in a daze, buried his head in Chu Wanning's arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pressed his forehead against the skirt of the master, Rubbing infinitely intimately.

"Master..." The soft youthful voice, with a hint of coquettishness, "Don't go, come, have another drink."

Chu WanNing looked like he was about to choke.

"Xue Ziming!! You, you are messing around, let me go!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, the little snowman on the stage suddenly ran down. It turned out that the sword dance performance of the greedy wolf elder was over. According to the order, it should be Chu Wanning's turn.

This is not good, everyone's eyes are gathered on Chu Wanning. Seeing that Xue Meng dared to hug Elder Yuheng's waist after being drunk, and buried him in the other's arms to play a rogue, all the disciples were extremely wrong. With the chopsticks down, he stared intently at this corner.

Chu WanNing: "..."

For a while, the scene was extremely embarrassing. Elder Yuheng didn't stand or sit, so he could only let Xue Meng hold him stiffly.

After a long period of silence, Mo Ran suddenly laughed twice: "No, Xue Meng, you are such a big man, are you still acting like a baby?" He stretched out his hand and pulled people, "Get up, don't rely on Master .”

Xue Meng didn't mean to be coquettish, if he could remember this matter when he was sober, he would be able to slap both of himself.

But the person was drunk at the moment, and Mo Ransheng dragged him for a long time before tearing him off Chu Wanning.

"Sit down, let's see how much it is?"

Xue Meng looked at a finger stretched out by Mo Ran, frowned and replied: "Three."

Ink burning: "..."

The teacher couldn't help laughing, and also teased him: "Who am I?"

"You are a teacher." Xue Meng rolled his eyes impatiently.

Mo Ran also joined in the fun: "Then who am I?"

Xue Meng stared at him for a while and said, "You are a dog."

"..." Mo Ran said angrily, "Xue Ziming, I'm not finished with you!"

Suddenly at the table next to him, a disciple who didn't know whether he was courageous or drunk pointed at Chu Wanning, and asked loudly with a smile: "Young master, then look, who is he?"

Xue Meng's drinking capacity is really bad, he can't sit still, lying on the table, dragging his cheeks, squinting his eyes and looking at Chu Wanning for a long time.

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