Article 379

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When Mo Ran returned to the bonfire party with Lihua Bai in his arms, Ling'er was no longer there.

Of course, no one would notice that a girl had left the table, and naturally no one knew about the conversation between Mo Ran and her just now. They were still chatting and drinking, which was very lively.

After three rounds of drinking, the villagers played a game. They made straw rings out of rice stalks, and asked someone to come up and play the drum. When the drum sound went out, whoever the straw ring reached would be asked a question: Can't help but answer.

This is the kind of fun that farmers in the lower cultivation world have when they have nothing to think about when they are working. The gameplay is simple and easy to get started. Even people like Chu Wanning who are insulated from fun can not find it difficult to integrate into it.

"Okay, it's time for Lao Bai! Come on, Lao Bai is here to draw lots!"

With a grimace, Lao Bai grabbed a piece of folded paper from the bowl, unfolded it and read, "Which one looks better, a woman with big breasts or a fat butt?"

The people around him burst into laughter.

Lao Bai's old face turned red with anger, he held up the note and cursed: "Who wrote this kind of question and threw it in? I'm a bastard!"

"No." A villager smiled and pulled the hem of his clothes, "Don't rush the Japanese Immortal Banban. You answer the question first."

The man in Lao Bai's room was also sitting below, staring at him with bullfrog eyes. Lao Bai's hair stood on end. He hesitated for a long time, and then whispered: "I think they are all the same."

Immediately, someone laughed and shouted: "You're just kidding, there's no point in lying! You told me a few days ago that you think women with big butts are good-looking and have good fertility. Why don't you tell the truth? Drink, drink!" Fine drinking!"

Lao Bai had no choice but to drink the wine with a grimace and bared teeth. After going down, he was often scolded by his wife.

Chu Wanning was hidden in the crowd, looking embarrassed and curious, but this kind of question was too vulgar. If asked to him, he would definitely not be able to answer.

At this time, the village chief happened to be holding a foot of black cloth and said with a smile: "Let's change someone to play the drum. Replace Lao Zhang and let him play too. Who will replace him?"

Allen Chu immediately said: "I'll come."

He walked to the cowhide drum tied with rough cowhide, took the drumstick, and sat on the ground.

The village chief carefully tied the blindfolded black belt for him, adjusted it left and right, and asked, "Is it tight?"

"It's not tight."

"Will it leak light?"

"No leaks."

The village chief smiled and said: "Then please ask the immortal king to play the drum. Whenever you want to stop, just stop."

Chu Wanning said: "Okay." He picked up the wooden hammer and knocked on the leather surface, and then flexibly hit the dense drum beats, which were noisy and messy.

He was blindfolded and did not realize that Mo Ran's gaze cast across the bonfire was so complicated and confusing, so confusing.

The ink burned and looked at him, the sparks were flying, like orange fireflies scattered into the dark night. He looked at the man in white clothes in the dark night, his eyes inch by inch, like a sharp knife across Chu Wanning's forehead, the tip of his nose, across His lips, his chin.

Chu Wanning, whose eyes were wrapped in black cloth, had an inexplicable temptation for him, but this time Mo Ran did not let the temptation slip away casually. He chewed and licked it carefully.

He tasted love inside.

He felt his heart tremble again, and he confirmed once again...that there was nothing wrong.

He has love for Chu Wanning. That kind of love has nothing to do with the relationship between master and disciple, and it has nothing to do with kindness.

He simply adored him, desired him, wanted him.

he……

Finally, he realized belatedly that he loved Chu Wanning.

is love.

He was so confused, so paranoid, so stupid, so unclear.

It wasn't until today that he finally had enlightenment.

He loves Chu Wanning.

After thinking through this section, the layer of earth that had been accumulated in his mind finally cracked. Many things that he had not been able to understand before, many answers that he had not been able to get, were all in this belated love. , came in droves.

But he didn't have time to taste it or think deeply about it.

There was a "dong" sound, the drum sound stopped, and the lingering sound spread like ripples.

The grass ring was either early or late. At this moment, it fell on his lap. He picked it up in a daze. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Chu Wanning was breathing a sigh of relief and took off the black tie with one hand. He opened his phoenix eyes, which were illuminated by the moonlight, and looked over with pure innocence.

He was also curious to know whose house the flowers fell on when he stopped playing the drums.

So he met Mo Ran's gaze.

Allen Chu: "..."

Mo Ran: "..."

There is nothing more embarrassing than when he is peeking at you, you are also peeking at him, the two eyes are crossed, and each other is a little dodgy.

But Chu Wanning soon stopped hiding, because he suddenly realized that Mo Ran's handsome and upright face was covered with ignorant and complex feelings at the moment, across the bonfire surrounded by Venus, across the bustling crowd, just like that It was exposed straight and hot, without any cover-up or concealment.

Chu nightning opened his eyes slightly.

"Good luck to Mo Xianjun." The village chief smiled and went to pull Mo Ran up.

Mo Ran hesitated for a while, and put the braided grass ring in his hair according to the rules. His black eyes were very bright, but he was a little at a loss. He put on the hair crown and looked at Chu Wanning carefully. One glance. That handsome, tanned face,

It turned red gradually in the firelight.

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