[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 142 [English]

Chapter 142 Master, this is torture

It turned out that at the critical moment when Mo Ran turned his head, Chu Wanning’s mind was electric, and almost at the last moment he turned around, with his arms folded and supported on the wall, leaving the other party with a strong and even back.

In this way, Mo Ran can’t see the front of he. Chu Wanning feels that he is really smart.

This fool had no idea that what he was exposed to under Mo Ran’s eyes was his low-lying and sexy waist, his plump and strong buttocks, and his pair of slender and powerful legs… He was like a rabbit that had been skinned by himself, roasted over the fire until it was brown and crispy. He could barely say “Please eat, thank you.”

Mo Ran felt that his throat was dry, and his eyes seemed to be bloodshot. He held back for a while and then said: “Master… what are you doing?”

What to do?

…Hmm…This posture is indeed a bit weird. How should I put it so that I can pass it by calmly…

Chu nightning turned half of his face, his expression was cold and solemn, trying to cover up.

Mo Ran had put down his clothes and walked towards him. Perhaps because he was against the light, he always felt that the expression on Mo Ran’s face was chilling, like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time in the jungle and saw a piece of fresh meat, but the meat was hung on a animal trap. The wolf hesitated, the hunger and thirst in his belly and the reason in his brain were fighting fiercely. The fire of war spread from his body to his eyes. Mo Ran’s black eyes were very bright, emitting a ghostly light.

Chu nightning finally felt that something was wrong. The two words were put on the bowstring, and the tone was sharp, piercing the eerie silence.

“Back rub.”

“…Huh?” The ink-burning moist voice was stuck in the throat, with a nasal sound, which seemed very sexy, “What?”

This is really the excuse that Chu night Ning thought of when he was in a hurry, but now that the sound has reached his ears, he is too strong to pull out, so he has to pretend to be calm, and said coldly: “Since you are here, just rub your back before leaving.”

Mo Ran: “…”

“I’ve been busy these past few days. I’m sweating all over my body and I feel uncomfortable.” Allen Chu tried his best to look very casual and calm. “It’s always good to wash it off with a scrub.”

He doesn’t know whether he has deceived Mo Ran or not, and whether his lies are quite natural.

But in short, Mo Ran finally listened to what he said, obediently took a towel, poured it with warm water, and rubbed Chu Wanning’s back.

Wanye Yuheng has always been wise, but this is really the stupidest thing he has ever done.

What is the most painful thing in the world?

The person he loves is standing behind him, separated by a rough towel, and a pair of generous hands rubs his whole body. Every touched place is like a sail passing through spring water, leaving hot red marks.Although Mo Ran’s strength has been restrained, it is still very powerful, not to mention that his skin has never been touched like this before. He only feels that every muscle is trembling. He has to tighten his body to barely maintain his stability and prevent the people behind him from seeing his strangeness.

He’s forehead is against the wall, where Mo Ran can’t see, his lips are biting tightly, the tail of his phoenix eyes is flushed, the desire is so hard and hot, even as thick as dew on the branches, it is already slightly moist…

He is still a person who has never been in love, so what, in front of the person he loves deeply, he endures such stimulation and pretends to be noble.

It’s so uncomfortable…

But if you ask Mo Ran, what is the most painful thing in the world?

I’m afraid the answer will be completely different. He will probably say that it’s that person standing naked in front of you, with his hands against the wall and his shoulders relaxed. That person doesn’t doubt himself at all, and just gives everything to you openly, allowing you to rub his whole body with dirty and dirty thoughts through a towel that is in the way.

Of course he knew that he was rubbing the master’s back, but with a little force, the man’s skin turned red, and he looked sexy as if he was being bullied and abused.

His hand touched his shoulder blade and lingered on his waist. Involuntarily, the force gradually became stronger.He felt the person under him trembling slightly, but he didn’t know if it was his illusion. He stared at the fair and plump curves, restraining himself until his eyes were bloodshot, so as not to throw away the bath towel, and directly grabbed it with his hands, leaving five enchanting red marks.

He has already tasted the ecstasy of the person in front of him, so what, in front of this person, he swallows his tongue and acts like a gentleman.

It’s so uncomfortable…

The two of them had been feeling uncomfortable for a long time, and if they continued to rub each other, they might get angry.

Chu Wanning finally couldn’t hold it anymore, and said in a hoarse voice: “Okay, you go out, I can do the rest, I will do it myself.”

Mo Ran almost breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

He said in a deep voice: “It’s…Master…”

The door curtain lifted and fell, and the ink burned out.

Chu Wanning didn’t come back to his senses for a long time. He was still leaning on the wall, his forehead pressed against the wall. The roots of his ears were blood red, just like the traces of being rubbed on his back. I don’t know if Mo Ran saw it.

“…”

He opened his phoenix eyes slightly, as if out of humiliation, he bit his lower lip, hesitated for a long time, and then stretched out his hand to hold his desire that was already so swollen and painful.

Originally, he ran back to take a shower in order to suppress his dirty emotions.

Unexpectedly, people are not as good as God. By chance, Mo Ran pushed him into the deeper waves of the sea of ​​desire.Chu Wanning, who has been relying on his pure mind to resist human nature, finally on this day, could not help but relieve himself of the almost overflowing love in the most ordinary and embarrassing mortal form.

He’s lips were slightly open, his eyes were half-squinted, his expression was a little pitiful and a little aggrieved…

He was leaning against the cold wall, but his forehead was hot. He’s beautiful shoulders were hunched, his Adam’s apple rolled, and he was breathing and swallowing deeply.

So sinful, yet so beautiful.

Like a white swallowtail butterfly caught in a spider’s web, it flutters its wings feebly in the tight tide of love, but can never, never, never escape.

He is finally dirty.

Dirty to the core, so miserable, so pitiful, tempting to violate, and addictive.

In the end, Allen Chu was almost resentful and punched the wall. He was so cruel, so annoyed, and so unwilling that he used so much force that his finger bones were worn out and blood oozed out.

“Asshole.”

I don’t know whether he is scolding himself or Mo Ran.

Chu Wanning’s eyes were moist, full of affection, hatred, and confusion.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a month since we came to Yuliang Village, and the busy farming season is coming to an end.

From the day he took a bath, Chu Wanning avoided Mo Ran like a snake, scorpion and beast. He didn’t notice the strangeness of Mo Ran, but he couldn’t stand his changes.

If a person is pure and elegant for a long time, it will be particularly easy to carry him. Otherwise, why would Chu Wanning dislike other people’s double cultivation before?It’s really not jealousy. Elder Yuheng really feels a little intolerable, disgusted and disgusted.

If he doesn’t look at erotic pictures, he really doesn’t want to look at them, and he’s not just pretending.For Chu Wanning, things like “liking” and “kissing” are acceptable, but if it comes to a step closer, such as comforting or intrusion, he will turn blue and cannot accept it.

This is like a person who has always been a vegetarian. If you secretly put some lard in his bowl, he will probably find it fragrant. But if you give him a piece of roasted meat that is brown on the outside but still smells of blood inside, he will probably be sick to death.

After venting in a daze that day, Chu Wanning woke up. He gasped and looked at the sticky hands on his hands, only feeling that a handful of cold water was poured on his head.

His face was blue.

What are you doing?She was actually being teased so hard by a kid in her early twenties that she had to rely on self-soothing to calm the surge in her heart.

Chu nightning had goosebumps on his back, so when he met Mo Ran, he would always retreat three feet, fearing that he would accidentally release the savage beast in his heart and do something that he would regret.

He retreats, and the ink burns and recedes.

Mo Ran is also really scared. He realizes that his desire for Chu Wanning seems to be much higher than expected. The dam he built before is about to be unable to stop the raging waves. The enthusiasm in his bones will overflow at any time.

He knows that human nature and animality are just a difference in thought. He is not willing to hurt Chu Wanning again because of this difference in thought, so he also subconsciously avoids Chu Wanning.

The distance between the two people has widened, but the illusion of respect as a disciple and charity as a master has increased.

The days passed peacefully.

On this day, a hunter in the village slaughtered a plump deer on the mountain. The villagers proposed to hold a bonfire party at the small drying ground at the entrance of the village in the evening.

So each household brought out some food, either cakes or dried meat, and the village chief also opened two jars of sorghum wine. They sat around in a lively group, against the bonfire, smelling the aroma of roasted deer, eating and drinking in a noisy manner.Chu Wanning and Mo Ran did not sit together. The two were a little far apart, and there was a fire burning in the middle. They looked at each other across the fire, but did not want the other party to find out.

You glanced at me, thinking it was silent, but the two sets of eyes always bumped into each other halfway, so they pretended to have just glanced at me unintentionally, and let it go down lightly. After a while, they took advantage of others’ unpreparedness and sneaked up on the other person’s cheek.

The orange fire was surging and the firewood was crackling.

There were cheers, laughter, and cheers all around, but no one could hear or see them. The moon in the sky only illuminated their hearts.

The wine the village chief opened quickly ran out, but everyone felt that they were not enjoying themselves enough.

Mo Ran remembered that there was still a jar of good pear blossom white in his house, so he said hello, got up and went back to get the wine.

Halfway through, I heard movement behind me.

he turned around: “Who?”

The rustling footsteps stopped immediately, and then a pair of green shoes embroidered with yellow flowers slowly came out from the corner.

Mo Ran was stunned for a moment: “Miss Ling’er? It’s you.”

She drank a little too much Ling’er wine, her snow jade-like cheeks were flushed, and her lips were plump and bright. She stood in the moonlight, staring at her affectionately, her full chest rising and falling with her rapid breathing, she said: “Mo Xianjun, wait a minute, I have something to tell you.”

The author has something to say: Let’s begin!The assist girl gives you a kill!Sacrifice her one, happy dog ​​and cat series!Tomorrow the dog will understand his own feelings!(Actually, I almost figured it out – -) Hahaha~~ Happy New Year, Happy New Year!

I’m having a New Year’s dinner today and tomorrow, so I can’t reply to both of them. I’m very sorry qaq, I should be able to reply normally the day after tomorrow~ What a tweet!

The sound has reached my ears, but it is so powerful that it is hard to pull it out – from Li Bihua’s “Farewell My Concubine”. It is not a common phrase, so misunderstandings are inevitable. Please indicate the source.

Small Theater “Random Adaptation of the End of this Chapter”

1. If Ling’er is the audience

Ling’er: “Mo Xianjun, wait a minute, I have something to tell you.”

Mo Ran: “Say.”

Ling’er: “Let me ask you, when will you drive?”

Mo Ran: “…”

2. If Ling’er is a black director

Ling’er: “Mo Xianjun, wait a minute, I have something to tell you.”

Mo Ran: “Say.”

Ling’er: “Roasted Deer Farmhouse Brewing costs 889 for a table of dishes. Should Xianjun pay by credit card or cash?”

Mo Ran: “…Didn’t you say that group meals are free?”

Ling’er: “Yes, but this is a bonfire party, a self-funded project.”

Mo Ran: “…”

3. What if Ling’er was the little customer service pimp at the Cat Club?

Ling’er: “Mo Xianjun, wait a minute, I have something to tell you.”

Mo Ran: “Say.”

Ling’er: (Secretly) Sexy leopard cat, intellectual British short hair, hot and beautiful short hair, alternative cat-free, as long as you apply for a monthly card, you can suck and play cats all day long without any bottom line, will you consider it?

Mo Ran: …Is there a white cat?You touch him once and he slaps you ten times.