Chapter 22

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The ink burned was brought by him, and naturally he had to follow him.

Others are afraid of him, and the ink is also afraid of burning, but after all, it is a person who has died once, and the fear of Chu nightning is not so great.

Especially after the fear after the first sight gradually subsided, the previous life's disgust for Chu Wanning slowly emerged. What if Chu nightning is so powerful? He didn't die in his last life.

The ink burned down in front of him, calmly chewing the sweet and sour pork ribs in the bowl, crunching, and soon the bones spit into a hill.

Chu nightning suddenly threw the chopsticks.

The ink burned for a while.

"...Can you stop smirking when you eat?"

"I chew bones, so how do I chew with my mouth?"

"Then don't eat bones."

"But I like to eat bones."

"Go to the side and eat."

The quarrel between the two became louder and louder, and some disciples were already peeking at them.

Mo Ran resisted the urge to put the rice bowl on Chu Wanning's head, and sipped his glossy lips. After a while, he narrowed his eyes and rubbed a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, don't shout so loudly. If others hear it, won't they laugh at us?"

Chu nightning has always been thin-skinned, but his voice softened and he whispered: "Go away."

The ink burned and fell down with a smile.

Chu nightning: "..."

"Hey, Master, don't stare at me, eat, eat. I'll try to keep my voice down."

The ink burned enough to laugh, and began to pretend to be clever again, and the sound of gnawing bones was much smaller.

Chu nightning eats soft and does not eat hard, sees the ink burning obedient, his face is slightly relieved, and he is no longer so bitter and hated. He bowed his head and ate his green vegetables and tofu gently.

It didn't take too long, and the ink burned again.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him. In short, when he sees Chu Wanning in this life, he wants to do his best to make people angry.

So Chu nightning found that although the ink burned not to chew loudly, he began to eat the ribs with his hands, and the food was full of greasy hands and the sauce was shiny.

Chu nightning's forehead bào bào, forbearance.

He lowered his eyelashes, didn't watch the ink burn, and took care of his own meals.

I don't know if the ink burned because I was too happy to eat, too forgetful, and I accidentally threw the gnawed bones into Chu Wanning's rice bowl.

Chu nightning stared at the ferocious spare ribs, and the surrounding air quickly condensed and froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ink burning...!!!"

"Master..." The ink burned quite a bit frightened, and I didn't know how much it was true and how much it was false. "That... uh, I didn't mean it."

Weird.

"..."

"Don't be angry, I'll clip it out for you."

When he said that, he stretched out his chopsticks, inserted it into Chu Wanning's bowl, and quickly picked up the spareribs.

Chu nightning's face was ashen, as if he was about to faint in disgust.

The ink burned the eyelashes, and there was a bit of pitiful grievance on the delicate face: "Master, does this dislike me?"

"..."

"Master, I'm sorry."

That's it.

Chu nightning thought.

Why do you need to know the younger generation in general.

He gave up the urge to summon Tianwen to burn the ink, but his appetite was swept away, and he got up and said, "I'm full."

"Hey? Just eat so much? Shizun, you haven't touched your bowl very much."

Chu nightning said coldly: "I'm not hungry."

The ink burned the heart and became a flower, and the mouth was still sweet: "Then I won't eat it, let's go, let's go back to the red lotus field - cough, the red lotus waterside."

Chu nightning squinted his eyes: "We?" He was quite mocking in his eyes, and then said, "Who are you and us? The elders and youngest are respectful and orderly, and you can talk to me well."

The ink burning mouth should be diligent, the eyes are bent with a smile, well-behaved, sensible and cute.

However, this person is thinking in his heart, elders and youngers? speak politely?

Hehe, if Chu nightning can know what happened in his previous life, he should know that - in the end, only his Mo Weiyu is respected.

Chu nightning is no longer noble and arrogant, and it is invincible. In the end, it is not a piece of mud on the bottom of his boots. Can he survive on his alms?

Quickly following the pace of the master, Mo Ran still had a rather bright smile on his face.

If the teacher is the white moonlight in his heart, Chu nightning is the broken fishbone stuck in his throat. He will pull out the thorn and crush it, or swallow it, and be corroded by gastric juice.

In short, this rebirth, he can let anyone go.

But he will never let Chu Wanning go.

However, Chu nightning didn't seem to plan to spare him easily.

Mo Ran stood in front of the library of the Red Lotus Hell, looking at the fifty-column ten-story bookshelf, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"Master, you said...what?"

Chu nightning said lightly: "Wipe all the books here."

"..."

"After wiping it, register it again."

"..."

"I'll check it out tomorrow morning."

"!!!"

what! ! ! Is he staying in Red Lotus Hell tonight? ?

But he also made an appointment with the teacher, and let the teacher change it for himself at night

What about medicine! ! !

He opened his mouth to bargain, but Chu nightning was too lazy to care about him, he waved his sleeves, turned around and went to the office room, and by the way, he closed the door of the office room coldly.

The ink burning of the date was lost in the deep disgust of Chu nightning - he wants to burn all the books of Chu nightning! !

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