Watching Chu Wanning carry his tray to his usual corner to quietly eat his congee by himself, Shi Mei let out a soft sigh. “Actually, I feel kind of sorry for Shizun sometimes.” Mo Ran glanced up. “How so?” “Just look: no one dares to go near where he’s sitting; no one even dares to talk loudly with him around. It was okay when the sect leader was here, but without him, Shizun doesn’t even have anyone to talk to. Isn’t that lonely?” Mo Ran hmphed. “He brought it on himself.” Xue Meng got angry again. “You dare to mock Shizun?” “How am I mocking him? I’m just telling the truth.” Mo Ran put another bun on Shi Mei’s plate. “With a temper like that, who would want to hang out with him?” “You!” The shit-eating grin returned to Mo Ran’s face as he peered at XueMeng. “You got a problem with me?” he drawled lazily. “Feel free to go sit with Shizun for your meals, then. Don’t hang around us.” That shut Xue Meng right up. Xue Meng felt great respect for Chu Wanning, but just like everyone else, he felt even greater fear. Angry and humiliated, but with nothing he could say in return, he gave the table’s leg two sound kicks and sulked by himself.Mo Ran was the picture of languid smugness as he directed a taunting glance at the little phoenix. Then his gaze moved across the crowd and landed on Chu Wanning. Shi Mei wasn’t wrong. Chu Wanning really was quite pitiful.But what of it? The more pitiful he was, the happier Mo Ran would be. As he thought about it, the corners of his lips couldn’t help but lift even more.
“Third bow, husband and wife to each other.” Chu Wanning’s thick eyelashes were lowered as he turned and knelt directly and swiftly without so much as sparing Mo Ran a single glance, but his teeth were tightly clenched. Who could’ve guessed that the pair would have such poor coordination and would kneel a bit too close? As they bowed, their heads knocked together with a thud. Chu Wanning sucked in a breath from the pain. He held his forehead and raised teary eyes to glare vengefully at Mo Weiyu, who was also rubbing his forehead.Mo Ran could only mouth soundlessly, Sorry. Chu Wanning didn’t speak, face gloomy, and rolled his eyes.
Even if he loathed him, hated him, so much so that he wanted to chop him up and make him into wontons and eat him, Mo Ran had to admit that in his previous life, his most fervent entanglements, his most intense climaxes,all of them had been gotten off of Chu Wanning’s body.Hating him was one thing. But as a man, especially a vulgar, shameless man like Mo Ran, the body’s instinctive reaction was another matter altogether.
As far as I heard, no one is allowed to talk about hyx in China especially anyone from cast and crew. Maybe that's why they're not doing it. But yesterday manhua panels gave everyone some hope. Let's see.
Watching Chu Wanning carry his tray to his usual corner to quietly eat his congee by himself, Shi Mei let out a soft sigh. “Actually, I feel kind of sorry for Shizun sometimes.” Mo Ran glanced up. “How so?”
“Just look: no one dares to go near where he’s sitting; no one even dares to talk loudly with him around. It was okay when the sect leader was here, but without him, Shizun doesn’t even have anyone to talk to. Isn’t that lonely?”
Mo Ran hmphed. “He brought it on himself.”
Xue Meng got angry again. “You dare to mock Shizun?”
“How am I mocking him? I’m just telling the truth.” Mo Ran put another bun on Shi Mei’s plate. “With a temper like that, who would want to hang out with him?”
“You!” The shit-eating grin returned to Mo Ran’s face as he peered at XueMeng. “You got a problem with me?” he drawled lazily. “Feel free to go sit with Shizun for your meals, then. Don’t hang around us.”
That shut Xue Meng right up. Xue Meng felt great respect for Chu Wanning, but just like everyone else, he felt even greater fear. Angry and humiliated, but with nothing he could say in return, he gave the table’s leg two sound kicks and sulked by himself.Mo Ran was the picture of languid smugness as he directed a taunting glance at the little phoenix. Then his gaze moved across the crowd and landed on Chu Wanning. Shi Mei wasn’t wrong. Chu Wanning really was quite pitiful.But what of it? The more pitiful he was, the happier Mo Ran would be.
As he thought about it, the corners of his lips couldn’t help but lift even more.
“Third bow, husband and wife to each other.”
Chu Wanning’s thick eyelashes were lowered as he turned and knelt directly and swiftly without so much as sparing Mo Ran a single glance, but his teeth were tightly clenched. Who could’ve guessed that the pair would have such poor coordination and would kneel a bit too close? As they bowed, their heads knocked together with a thud. Chu Wanning sucked in a breath from the pain. He held his forehead and raised teary eyes to glare vengefully at Mo Weiyu, who was also rubbing his forehead.Mo Ran could only mouth soundlessly, Sorry. Chu Wanning didn’t speak, face gloomy, and rolled his eyes.
Dumb Mutt was always horny for his Shizun 👀
https://twitter.com/endlessnine09/status/1734923705292304385?t=4ls6sDZI7q2KajJQ8ymgBQ&s=19
I WILL HAVE HIS PUPS 🥵🤤
Chu Wanning was speechless. Even Xue Meng was dumbfounded.
🤣🤣🤣🤣
Moran's mom resembled CWN in the novel.
My mom resembles Xixi 😌💜
Off topic but Kwanto you need to see this.
But yesterday manhua panels gave everyone some hope. Let's see.
And he's the reincarnation of Wanning 🤤😌
Since I used my soldier a lot on Wanning in my previous lifetimes
God took it away 🤣