I know it's Xixi that makes it look all fun and games but it'll be so hard on his body too. I'm sure there will be multiple wire marks and scratches and they're extremely painful too 🤧😭 Praying hard for safe shooting daily 🙏
“My lover, he used to be my Shizun.” “ …. “ Xue Meng suddenly recalled a certain unpleasant experience. To suppress his alarm, he raised his teacup and silently took a sip. The second sentence was worse. “We bowed to heaven and earth, got married a very long time ago… “ The hand that Xue Meng used to hold his teacup was shaking but he could still hold on. That is, until he heard the third sentence … “We had sex every day and was doing it even before we got married. After our wedding, we became even more excessively wanton and freely do it night and day.” Xue Meng spat out his tea: “Cough! Cough!”
He had once been certain that taking Chu Wanning as his master was the greatest misfortune of his life, that it had been a mistake from the start. Only now did he see that the unfortunate one wasn’t him, wasn’t Mo Weiyu, but the one who stood under the flowers that day, head bowed and lost in thought. The unfortunate one was Chu Wanning.
This is the reason I can never forgive Shi Mei 😭💔😭💔
“Was it you who carried me back?” Mo Ran muttered hollowly. His question was met with only silence. “Chu Wanning, was it you…?” Silence. No reply. “I won’t believe it unless you nod,” Mo Ran said to the man in the coffin. His expression was placid, as if fully expecting the person before him to wake up. “Chu Wanning, give me a nod. Just one nod, and I’ll believe you, and I won’t hate you anymore. Just one nod, okay?”
I hope they won't make Seok hoon to turn into a negative character even worse someone behind the murders. Not because I ship him with Do hee but he is one of the very few she trusts and I don't want that to be shaken again.
Scenario 2:He sat gloomily, setting his wooden tray down with a heavy rattle. Yet before he could take a bite,…
This is one of my favorite parallels from the books 🥺💜 Moran who couldn't care care less and even felt Chu Wanning deserved to be lonely became his first meal time partner 🤧💜
Scenario 1:Watching Chu Wanning carry his tray to his usual corner to quietly eat his congee by himself, Shi Mei…
Scenario 2: He sat gloomily, setting his wooden tray down with a heavy rattle. Yet before he could take a bite, someone pulled back the wooden chair across from him, claiming a seat at the table “Reserved for Yuheng Elder.” He placed his own tray right next to Chu Wanning’s—pressed very close, almost touching. Chu Wanning looked up and at length said, “What are you doing here?” “It’s too cramped over there,” Mo Ran said, grinning happily as he picked up his rice bowl. “So I’ve come to eat with Shizun.” Chu Wanning glanced at where Xue Meng and Shi Mei sat, baffled. In what world was it cramped? The two deserted by Mo Ran wore similarly puzzled expressions as they peeked over at Chu Wanning and Mo Ran’s table. Shi Mei stared wordlessly. Xue Meng mumbled, “Is that mutt out of his mind?” Mo Ran had more pressing concerns. He’d stolen a glimpse at the dishes Chu Wanning had picked earlier and it’d left him all twitchy. Chu Wanning was a picky eater, and particularly fussy about what he would and wouldn’t touch; it was always this thing would upset his stomach, or that thing tasted gross. Mo Ran couldn’t imagine it was healthy; the nutritional imbalance was bound to become an issue once Chu Wanning got older. In the past, he couldn’t have cared less what Chu Wanning ate. But things were different now. Aside from the fact that he liked Chu Wanning, Mo Ran was also his disciple. It was his duty to see that his shizun ate properly.
Praying hard for safe shooting daily 🙏
His proud smile after achieving that hand gesture 😂😍
Chu Wanning wanted to save his face hence he said it's Tianwen that's broken 🤣🤣🤣
Chibi Ranwan from manhua are such cuties 😍
“ …. “
Xue Meng suddenly recalled a certain unpleasant experience.
To suppress his alarm, he raised his teacup and silently took a sip.
The second sentence was worse.
“We bowed to heaven and earth, got married a very long time ago… “
The hand that Xue Meng used to hold his teacup was shaking but he could still hold on.
That is, until he heard the third sentence …
“We had sex every day and was doing it even before we got married.
After our wedding, we became even more excessively wanton and freely do it night and day.”
Xue Meng spat out his tea: “Cough! Cough!”
TXJ in extra chapters was such a clown 🤣🤣🤣
Why hyx page has so many Desis?
This is the reason I can never forgive Shi Mei 😭💔😭💔
His question was met with only silence.
“Chu Wanning, was it you…?”
Silence. No reply.
“I won’t believe it unless you nod,” Mo Ran said to the man in the coffin. His expression was placid, as if fully expecting the person before him to wake up. “Chu Wanning, give me a nod. Just one nod, and I’ll believe you, and I won’t hate you anymore. Just one nod, okay?”
😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔
Not because I ship him with Do hee but he is one of the very few she trusts and I don't want that to be shaken again.
But honestly nothing can prepare me. I am too weak 😭
Moran who couldn't care care less and even felt Chu Wanning deserved to be lonely became his first meal time partner 🤧💜
He sat gloomily, setting his wooden tray down with a heavy rattle. Yet before he could take a bite, someone pulled back the wooden chair across from him, claiming a seat at the table “Reserved for Yuheng Elder.” He placed his own tray right next to Chu Wanning’s—pressed very close, almost touching.
Chu Wanning looked up and at length said, “What are you doing here?”
“It’s too cramped over there,” Mo Ran said, grinning happily as he picked up his rice bowl. “So I’ve come to eat with Shizun.”
Chu Wanning glanced at where Xue Meng and Shi Mei sat, baffled. In what world was it cramped? The two deserted by Mo Ran wore similarly puzzled expressions as they peeked over at Chu Wanning and Mo Ran’s table. Shi Mei stared wordlessly. Xue Meng mumbled, “Is that mutt out of his mind?”
Mo Ran had more pressing concerns. He’d stolen a glimpse at the dishes Chu Wanning had picked earlier and it’d left him all twitchy. Chu Wanning was a picky eater, and particularly fussy about what he would and wouldn’t touch; it was always this thing would upset his stomach, or that thing tasted gross. Mo Ran couldn’t imagine it was healthy; the nutritional imbalance was bound to become an issue once Chu Wanning got older. In the past, he couldn’t have cared less what Chu Wanning ate. But things were different now. Aside from the fact that he liked Chu Wanning, Mo Ran was also his disciple. It was his duty to see that his shizun ate properly.