Article 143

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Chu WanNing: "..."

Xue Meng: "..."

Chu WanNing: "..."

Xue Meng: "..."

After a stalemate for a long time, when everyone thought that Xue Meng was about to fall asleep, he suddenly smiled and wanted to pull Chu Wanning's sleeves.

"Brother Immortal."

The four words can be heard clearly and resoundingly.

All the disciples: "……………………"

"puff."

I don't know who laughed first, and then everyone couldn't help it. Even if Chu Wanning's face is ugly and his temper is bad, but the law does not blame the public, everyone is sure that even if he is unhappy, he can't use the sky. Ask to smoke everyone present? So the bustling Meng Po Hall burst into laughter, and everyone was whispering to each other for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

"Haha, Brother Immortal."

"Elder Yuheng is so good-looking, he really looks like a fairy."

"If you want me to say it, I have to say something vulgar. Every time I see him, I can't help but think of one sentence."

Someone asked: "What are you talking about?"

"Except for the three feet of snow on your body, no one in the world should wear white clothes."

"...Then you are really vulgar."

Chu Wanning's face turned from white to green, from green to black, and finally he decided to pretend to be calm, as if he didn't hear.

After all, he is used to facing everyone's alienation and awe, and the sudden eagerness expressed in this festive atmosphere and alcohol made him immediately unable to resist and retreated steadily. Faced with such a situation, he really didn't know how to react, so he could only force himself to remain calm.

But the slight crimson color at the base of the ears betrayed his handsome face that seemed to be three feet frozen.

Mo Ran noticed it, pursed his lips, and didn't speak, but for some reason, an annoying jealousy suddenly surged in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't know that Chu Wanning is good-looking, but like everyone else, he also understands that although Chu Wanning is handsome, that kind of beauty is more of a sharp knife and axe, and it is always like frost and snow when he is not smiling It's cold, making people afraid to get close.

According to his dark and cramped psychology, Chu Wanning is like a plate of su meat with full color and fragrance, but it is placed in a broken and dirty food box. The only one in the world who opened the food box and tasted the delicious food inside people, only yourself. He doesn't have to worry about someone discovering this delicacy, and he knows the taste from the marrow.

But tonight, in the warm fire, under the stimulation of shochu, so many pairs of eyes are staring at the food box that no one cares about.

Mo Ran suddenly became a little nervous. He wanted to cover the food box firmly, like waving away annoying flies, and drive away these people who coveted his food.

But suddenly he realized that in this life, this Su Rou was not his. Holding the crystal-clear chasing hand, he never had time to chase away those wolves who were salivating for the meat.

Mo Ran and the others did not expect that Chu Wanning, like the other elders, carefully prepared the New Year's program, and he presented the Guqin performance. The disciples were full of admiration, and someone whispered: "It's really unexpected that Elder Yuheng can play the piano..."

"And it's so nice to play, I don't even know the taste of meat."

Mo Ran sat in the same place without saying a word, Xue Meng was already asleep, lying on the table, breathing evenly. Mo Ran took the jug in his hand, filled it up for himself, listened and drank, and stared at the people on the stage in a daze.

The irritability in his chest became stronger and stronger.

In her previous life, Chu Wanning never played any repertoire at the New Year's Eve reunion banquet.

The appearance of him playing the piano has only been seen by very few people.

At about that time, being under house arrest by Mo Ran, Chu Wanning was really depressed. Seeing a paulownia guqin in the court, he sat on the ground, closed his eyes and stroked the strings.

The sound of the piano is long and empty, attracting phoenixes and butterflies. When Mo Ran came back, he saw the silhouette of Chu Wanning sitting in the yard, indescribably quiet, upright and noble.

How did I treat him back then?

Ah yes.

It was because he was pressed by the piano and manipulated, and directly violated this moonlight-like cold man in the courtyard. Mo Ran only cared about the trembling and comfort of his own death, and didn't care how painful Chu Wanning was, and didn't even care about the beginning of winter at that time, and the master was so afraid of the cold, but his clothes were torn off. The stone surface was so ravaged by himself that he could no longer bear it, and passed out.

After recuperating for several months, I couldn't regain my spirit.

At that time, Mo Ran said to him coldly: "Chu Wanning, from now on, you will never play the piano in front of others. You know how much you look like playing the piano..."

He pursed his lips and couldn't find the right words, so he didn't say any more.

What is there?

Obviously a dignified and peaceful appearance, but for some reason, the seductive person can't hold back.

Chu Wanning didn't say a word, his lips were blue and white, his eyes were closed, and his eyebrows were chilling.

Mo Ran raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and stroked his frowning brows. The movement of stepping on Xianjun seemed to be gentle, but his voice was still cold and ruthless.

"If you don't listen, I will lock you on the couch with a chain, so that you can do nothing but sleep with me. I will do what I say."

How did Chu Wanning respond at that time?

Mo Ran took another sip of wine, looked at the people on the stage, and thought about it deeply.

As if nothing was said.

He opened his eyes again and said coldly

One word——

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