In the evening, tired birds return to their nests. The disciples at the top of the dead and life ended their day's affairs and hurried to Mengpotang. The ink burned but did not go, standing beside the wooden pile, it seemed to be waiting for someone.
Xue Meng's relationship with him has eased a lot over the years, especially after Mo Ran found the best-quality spirit stone to inlay his Dragon City saber, the rift between the brothers is no longer so clear. So Xue Meng turned his head and asked him: "Are you going to eat?"
"I'll be in a little while."
The teacher stood under the afterglow of the sunset, and the skin was like a cream, and it was unparalleled. He stroked his hair and asked, "A Ran is waiting for Master?"
"Well." Rao saw him when he was repairing in the morning. He and Xue Meng joined hands to fill the year when the sky was cracked. He also saw that the teacher's figure was about to surpass Xue Meng.
But at this time, when the sun was setting, he and Xue Meng stood one after the other, still making the ink burn a little awkward. Of course he doesn't think that the teacher is not good-looking, but...
Can't tell, Mo Ran doesn't know what it feels like, probably because he used to see the teacher's weak figure, always covered by Xue Meng, he didn't expect it to be upside down now.
The ink burned and finally smiled at the teacher: "I missed the dinner yesterday, I want to accompany the teacher, and I invite him to have a meal at the foot of the mountain, so I won't go to Meng Potang today. If you want to go, let's go together."
Xue Meng and Shi Mei were not used to eating together at night, and they looked at each other and left. The ink burned left and right, squatted on a big bluestone, and folded a dog's tail grass and played with it, while waiting for Chu Wanning to go down the mountain.
When the sunset was extremely bloody, and the crescent moon poked its head out of the purple cloud, a person slowly walked in the bamboo path of Nanfeng. The person had changed into a refreshing white clothes, and was carrying a package in his hand. When he saw the ink burning, He was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly uncomfortable.
"I was looking for you on something... why are you here?"
"Wait for the master to eat." Mo Ran said, jumping off the stone, holding the dog's tail grass in his hand, and smiling brightly, "Impressive town opened a new restaurant, I heard that it was the previous Shangxiu world. The famous chef, the cakes made are unparalleled. I would like to invite Master to try it.”
Chu night Ning looked at him from head to toe: "Promising, rich?"
The ink burned and laughed and didn't speak.
Chu nightning snorted, threw the cloth bag to him, and the ink burned, and asked: "What is this?"
"Your clothes." Chu nightning said, people have walked forward. Mo Ran was busy catching up, standing side by side with him, and smiled: "This dress is made of good material, light, but warm. If the master likes it, I will ask people to change it to a smaller size, or you can..."
"I don't wear clothes that other people wear."
The ink burned for a while, and then a little embarrassed: "I didn't mean that, I was... I saw the master wearing it this morning, I thought the master liked... I didn't think about it carefully, I asked someone to go to that store and let people cut it again. A new one."
Chu nightning asked: "Do you know how much clothes I wear?"
Mo Ran thought, how could he not know the size of Chu nightning
With his arms around him, he can estimate the waist of Chu nightning. He knows that Chu nightning puts a foot on his feet, and his chin can just reach his shoulder. When they were lingering, Chu nightning could not help but bite him sometimes. , The sharp two rows of teeth are imprinted near the collarbone, and it will not subside for several days.
Of course he knows how long Chu nightning's legs are. Obviously, they are such strong legs when fighting, but they are so helpless when they are wrapped around his waist. The thin and slender legs will tremble slightly, and the round toes are tight. stretched...
How could he not know how wide Chu nightning's shoulders are, and how the curvature of his hips is very moist and full.
I was born with the heart of a virgin in the night of Chu, and I didn't know what I asked. I thought this question was very clever and stumped his good apprentice Mo Weiyu.
Chu night Ning Fuxiu said: "I don't know what clothes you cut."
"… "
The ink burns and it is difficult to argue.
He can't always say that he knows that when he even rubs the dumplings, he will inadvertently think of Chu Wanning's figure yesterday, the well-proportioned and powerful figure in the water mist of the wonderful sound pool, as tight and beautiful as in memory.
So my heart wandered, and I thought that Chu nightning's lips were light in color and very thin. When I was forced to swallow myself, it was always very painful, I couldn't hold it, my throat tightened, and I wanted to retching.
The ink burned and closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, but he scolded himself as a beast.
Respect him, love him, and don't regenerate delusions.
respect him... respect him...
Taking two deep breaths, the hot erotic desire was barely suppressed, but the glutinous rice balls that I kneaded always felt a little bigger. Master should eat it and it should be sticky, so I poured it and redo it. This time, the three are exquisite and small. The ink burned between the fingers and compared, pondered for a while, and thought about Chu nightning's thin lips, and the soft mouth wrapped the sweet and glutinous dumplings...
The tip of the tongue rolled over, like a cluster of warm fire, igniting the ink-burning emotions and desires, killing the ink-burning life.
He even knows what size dessert he can hold in his mouth, but the guy in Chu nightning even asked him if he knew the size of his clothes.
The question was like the tip of a cat's soft tongue, licking his chest.
Where does the ink burn dare to think more, bowed his head and said: "Before cutting clothes, it is natural to ask the teacher to respect."
Chu nightning was a little strange and glanced at him: "Are you cold?"
"No."
"Why is your throat hoarse?"
"… get on fire."
Chu nightning froze for a while, not knowing what to think, he turned his face suddenly, pursed his lips tightly, the eyebrows were hazy, but the back of his ears was a little red.
The light redness didn't fade until the two of them came to Wuchang Town and sat in the newly opened Zhongqiu Building's private room by the window.
For the first time, Mo Ran solemnly invited Chu Wanning to eat. Although it was invited before, it was not out of coping or helplessness. The mood was really different.
The younger brother of Zhongqiu Lou first soaked in a pot of Lushan cloud and mist, sent melon seeds and nuts, and then respectfully handed the two bamboo slips with the names of the dishes to the two immortals on the top of death and life. The ink burned and took the bamboo slip, and the younger brother smiled naturally and said, "Thank you."
Chu nightning raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the ink.
This person has no habit of thanking before.
"Master, you can order whatever you want, but I recommend this shop's mandarin fish with pine nuts. I heard that it is sweet and sour, and it looks very good."
Chu nightning nodded: "Then come one, and you can do the rest."
The ink burned and smiled: "Then I will follow the master's taste."
Chu nightning lightly: "Do you know what I like to eat?"
"… Well, I know."
I knew it before, but I always forget it.
I will not do it again.
While looking at the bamboo slips, I suddenly heard footsteps coming from the stairs, and the bead curtains were long and jingling. The voice of the second brother came: "Ah, Xianjun, please, the two you are looking for are sitting in the private room... Yes, yes, the drinks have not yet been served."
The shiny white and greasy hands gently lifted the green gauze curtain, the agate beaded curtain.
A very beautiful man with soft black hair and red lips and white teeth appeared by the door with a jug of wine and a smile like the breeze and the moon in his eyes. The ink burned back, obviously stunned: "Master? Why are you here?"
"I met the Lord in Meng Potang. He heard that you came down the mountain to eat here. He thought that this store was newly opened. He shook the red mud jug he was holding in his hand. The jug was wrapped with bamboo and rattan. It was sturdy and cute.
The teacher smiled: "Fortunately, I caught up, otherwise if you ordered a drink, I would seem to be superfluous."
Chu nightning asked: "What about you? Have you eaten?"
"I'll eat again when I go back. Meng Po Tang won't close so soon, it's too late."
"It's all here, what are you going to do?" Chu nightning was a person who knew the ceremony and said, "Sit down together."
"This... I'm afraid it will cost Ah Ran money."
The ink burned and said with a smile: "How can you spend money, add a chair." After speaking, let Xiao Er go to get a pair of tableware and chopsticks. This Zhongqiu Lou is also a great pen, and the elegant rooms are all inlaid with gold at the tips. The fine chopsticks of silver filaments, the candle light shines brightly.
The teacher sat down and filled the three people with a glass of wine in the luminous cup. The white and fragrant aroma of pear blossoms spread over the whole table in an instant. This wine fragrance is very familiar. After the death of the previous teacher, Mo Ran drank it. When Chu Wanning died, Mo Ran even drank on the roof for a night.
Now that the disaster is over, they are both still alive.
Mo Ran suddenly felt that those possessions and love in the past seemed to be no longer so important. The two people who treat him the best in their lives are still in the world. He makes money, and he can treat them to a meal and a drink. That's enough.
Three cups and two cups are worth the rivers and mountains of the previous life.
"Little Er, please, I want a portion of mandarin fish with pine nuts, then a lion head with crab powder, crystal hoof, cherry ham, three fresh soup, steamed pork with rice dumpling powder, these are not spicy at all. And then another portion of water. Boiled fish, mapo tofu, couple’s lung slices, kung pao chicken, these should be spicy and spicy. Salty desserts should be Yingyu shrimp dumplings, steamed pork ribs with soy sauce and taro, scallop money belly and soy sauce chicken feet. Sweet desserts ..." Mo Ran glanced at Chu nightning and closed the bamboo slip, "I don't look at it carefully, and I have a copy of everything."
Chu nightning did not lift his eyelids: "I can't eat it."
The ink burned and said: "Take it back."
"It's cold to take home."
"... Let Meng Po Tang warm up."
Chu nightning felt that the appearance of Mo Ran was really a bit like the kind of businessman who made a fortune overnight in the mines. The extravagance and waste are outrageous. I want a kidney bean roll, a leaf rake, and three bowls of sweet bean paste with glutinous rice balls, thank you."
The dishes were quickly brought up one after another. The teacher loves to eat spicy food, and Chu Ningning is not red, so the ink is burned separately. Half of the table is fresh and fresh, half of the table is red and strong, and the color is so matched, it is very beautiful.
"Come on, the last dish, our signature dish, mandarin fish with pine nuts—"
With the shout of the younger brother, a plate of mandarin fish, which was thick and bright and fragrant, was brought up by the two waiters. The fish looked about five kilograms in weight. It was fried golden and crispy. It was placed in a huge azure-colored shallow porcelain plate. The fish was sliced into evenly thick flowers. Sprinkled with green peas, shredded cloud legs, and crystal clear shrimp on top, it looks very eye-catching and appetizing.
Chu nightning is fond of sweets, especially sweet and sour. Seeing this fish, although his face remains the same, his eyes can't help but brighten.
When it was bright, it was seen by the ink.
Xiao Er looked at their table and saw that there was still time in front of the teacher, so he was going to sort out the dishes so that he could make room for it.
But a pair of hands was faster than him, and already started to adjust the table. Mo Ran got up, put a few meat dishes that Chu nightning did not touch much, and put them on his side, and then brought a few spicy dishes with good taste to the teacher. In this way, the position in front of Chu nightning was vacated, and the ink burned and said to Xiao Er with a smile: "Put the fish here."
"Hey, great!"
Encountering such a guest who would help to adjust the table by himself, the younger brother was of course happy, and immediately took the dish from the two waiters with a smile, put it in the empty space, nodded and stepped back.
This adjustment of the ink burning is very natural. Others will only think that he is helping the second brother, but the teacher has noticed that it is favored. He was a little surprised by the ink-burning move, and the light and shadow flowed in his eyes, and he lowered his eyebrows after a long time, seeming to be a little disappointed.
The teacher felt that when the ink returned after five years, not only the appearance of the whole person had changed, but even the good treatment of him seemed to have faded a lot.
He also likes to eat pine nuts and mandarin fish, so why put them so far away from him? Don't you know? still…
Or your heart has changed, and it is not as good as before.
The teacher is not a self-deprecating person. His appearance and temperament are above Chu Wanning, and even looking at the entire cultivation world, few people are better than him.
But at this time, he suddenly felt a little hesitant.
He knew that Mo Ran looked romantic when he was young, and loving those beautiful skins seemed to love them to the core, but that was just an illusion. For Mo Ran, the most precious thing was friendship.
If someone else gave him a tael or two, he would have to pay back a thousand dollars.
Now that the master and his former suspicions have been released, Chu nightning is good at burning ink, which is not something he can compare with. Thinking of this, the teacher suddenly felt a chill in his heart, he suddenly raised his face and looked at the faces of the two people under the lamp shadow.
One was drinking with his head down, his phoenix eyes like water, his eyelashes like smoke, his expression and complexion were very dull.
On the other hand, one is smiling and looking at the drinker, with bright lights shining in his eyes. In the lights, there are spring snow on the terrace, pear blossoms reflecting the moon, and when the eyelashes move lightly, it seems that ripples fall in the lake, and the stars are scattered. The affection in it, I am afraid that the owner of these eyes has not noticed it.
The teacher was lost for a while, his elbow touched the chopsticks, and only heard the sound of "click", the chopsticks fell to the ground, he came back to his senses, hurriedly apologized, and leaned over to pick it up.
He bent down, but was stunned.
The chopsticks were impartial and fell on the side of the ink burning boots. Gloomy color, lying quietly, waiting for him to pick up.
He could have let the second pair come again, but the teacher never likes to trouble others, or maybe facing such a gap, Rao is a gentle and calm person, and he will be a little unwilling and a little dazed. Or maybe it's not that complicated, and what a person does is sometimes just an act of thought.
For the teacher, at this moment, by coincidence, he actually really wants to know how much friendship is left in the ink burning now... So, after a little hesitation, he still bowed his head and stretched out. With slender and clean hands, he picked up the pair of chopsticks that burned his legs and feet against the ink.
The chopsticks fell too close, and naturally, when picking it up, the back of the teacher's hand inevitably touched the burning calf.
The author has something to say:
"When I Got Money"
Ink burning: see the text.
Chu nightning: Impossible, buying all kinds of mecha materials is very expensive, I can't have a lot of money.
Ye Wangxi: If you have enough things outside your body, donate them.
Mei Hanxue: Buy accessories and coax girls.
Nangong Si: Do you think that being rich makes you happy? You have no idea about the pain of a rich man like me.
Xue Meng: When I have money, the first person who wants to destroy humanely is the two fools upstairs. I am very happy to experience your pain. Come, give me your treasury.