Article 180

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"You don't know him. Whenever something happens, he always scolds me... He doesn't like me very much."

It's a pity that Chu Wanning fell asleep. This sentence is like a misunderstanding that they have entangled for decades in the past and present. They are lightly scattered in the silent night, and no one answers.

Mo Ran waited for the noodles to cool down a little bit, and when he didn't burn his mouth, he called Chu Wanning.

"Brother, let's eat."

Chu WanNing covered his mouth and yawned, and stared sleepily for a while.

"Oh, eat..."

Mo Ran brought the noodles. He loves to cook, but he doesn't like to wash dishes. In order to save one utensil from washing, he simply put all the noodles in the pot where he just fried the meat.

Chu Wanning was a little surprised by such a bold and informal meal, slightly opened his eyes wide, and looked at the big pot of noodles in disbelief: "This... how to eat?"

"Let's eat together." Mo Ran handed him a pair of chopsticks, folded his hands together, and said with a smile, "The competition will start soon! Who can eat more noodles? Let's wait and see. "

"..."

After the ink burned, he narrowed his eyes and smiled more happily. Chu Wanning stared at him for a while and said, "It seems that as long as you have something to eat, you will be special..."

"Extremely happy, right?"

"Um."

"Haha, people depend on food."

As Mo Ran said, he was not too polite, first he picked up a large chopsticks noodle, and his cheeks bulged when he ate it: "Ugly is a bit ugly, but the vegetarian taste is not bad."

"..." Chu Wanning's face was not good-looking, "Eat, don't suck."

"Hahaha!" Mo Ran patted his thigh and laughed, "You child, you are too similar to my master. He also told me not to suck, but guess what? Once I had dinner with him, I deliberately dumped Putting a bone into his bowl made him angry, hahahahaha—”

Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and said: "You are really presumptuous!"

"That's right! That's the reaction, how do you know? Alas, you're still very similar. I think you two may be distant relatives. Seriously, when Master comes here, you can ask him carefully." ?Hey—don’t grab the half fried egg from me—”

The author has something to say:

Feed the fish: Brother, do you want to eat or eat noodles?

Big White Cat: It’s cold, why not eat dog meat (sneer)

Chapter 72

It was night, and the two of them were lying on the spacious stone bed. The time under house arrest was really unbearable. They practiced their kung fu and ate their meals, and there was nothing else to do.

Walking around, it's just such a big cave, Chu Wan is calm, it's okay, but Mo Ran is different, he really feels like his days are like years.

"Oh, boring, boring, what are you playing? What are you playing?"

Chu night Ning closed his eyes and said: "Sleep."

"It's still early." Mo Ran glanced at the hourglass and shook his head, "It's very early."

Chu night would rather ignore him.

Mo Ran rolled a few times on the bed, and suddenly came to pull his face.

"Brother."

"..."

"Junior Brother~"

"..."

"Brother!!"

Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

Mo Ran brazenly took his hand and shook it back and forth: "Play with me."

"...Are you the younger brother or am I the younger brother?" Chu Wanning was furious, and shook off his hand, "Who will accompany you to mess around!"

Mo Ran smiled sweetly, really very shameless, he said: "Of course you are playing around with me. Otherwise, who else can be."

Chu Wanning: "..."

The hair band was removed from Mo Ran's head, a narrow red one, tied at both ends, stretched between Mo Ran's fingers, and wound into a unique knot.

After all, Chu Wanning sat up from the bed and asked without a good temper: "What is this? How to play?"

"This is flower rope. Girls play it more, boys usually don't play it, but didn't I grow up in the music workshop? There are many girls there, so I learned it."

"..."

"It's actually quite interesting. Look, you hook this thread to your finger... No, it's not this one, it's the little finger. Well, that's it. Then the thumb and index finger hook the two threads over there... ..." Mo Ran spoke in a slow voice, very patient and peaceful.

The candles were crackling, and the warm yellow light reflected their figures, one big and one small, with their heads bowed intently around the red thread wound out of the hair rope, their expressions gradually softened irresistibly.

Chu Wanning's hand was stretched with a thread, and he circled the pattern under the guidance of Mo Ran, and suddenly made a mistake. When the red thread changed hands, he pulled it, and did not pull out a new style as expected, but pulled it back into the original shape , two simple steps.

He stared blankly, his hands still raised in the air, but he muttered with a puzzled expression: "Why did it fall apart? How could it be like this..."

"Haha, you made a mistake again."

"...Come again."

"I won't come, I won't come." Mo Ran laughed, "It's boring to play one, change something else."

"No." Chu Wanning was not happy this time, and said solemnly, "One more time."

"..."

The two stayed in the cave for three days, and on the fourth night, Mo Ran prepared to give Chu Wanning

Make something delicious. In the past few days, he has figured out some ways, his little junior brother and master are indeed from the same hometown, and their likes and dislikes of food are exactly the same.

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