[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 210 [English]

Chapter 210 Master’s handkerchief can only be given to me

In the middle of the night, Chu Wanning woke up from a light sleep. Mo Ran had already gotten out of bed and his clothes were already dressed.He was sitting at the table, lighting a solitary lamp, and was playing with a bunch of objects with his head down.

The uneasiness and helplessness before have become so faint in this solitary lamp and the lingering aftertaste. Allen Chu looked at he almost lazily for a while, and then said: “What are you doing?”

“Master is awake? Is the light too bright…”

“No.” Allen Chu asked again, “What are you doing?”

Mo Ran pursed his lips and smiled sheepishly.

Allen Chu stood up, put on his robe, barefooted, walked to he, leaned against the table and watched.It turned out that what was on the table was his own Begonia handkerchief. Mo Ran took three other plain white handkerchiefs and was tattooing the patterns on them.

“Are you embroidering handkerchiefs?”

“…I want the master to do it only for me.” Mo Ran put down the needle and thread, put one hand around Chu Wanning’s waist, leaned over and kissed his chest.

Chu nightning has a scar on his heart.

Chu Wanning never said the origin of this scar, and Mo Ran didn’t ask much.

It’s just that when our skin touches each other, we often kiss this place subconsciously and with pity.

Mo Ran said: “I will embroider other people’s handkerchiefs. Anyway, they don’t know who made it…” As he said, he picked up an embroidered handkerchief and asked with a smile, “Master, look at the embroidered one, does it look like yours?”

Chu nightning sighed: “You don’t need to look at it to know what it looks like.”

Why is this person so possessive?

Chu nightning touched Mo Ran’s hair, and Mo Ran smiled and looked up at him.

The lamp was too dim, and the ink burned so hard that my eyes hurt. When I raised my eyes, they were a little bloodshot, but my face and smile were gentle and bright.

Chu Wanning asked: “Do you still think about those things that you have and don’t have?”

The ink burned for a moment, and then whispered: “I don’t want to anymore.”

“Well.” Allen Chu said, “That’s good.”

“Let it take its course…” Mo Ran seemed to be saying this to himself and to Chu Wanning.

Just let nature take its course.

There are too few days like this.

He Mo Weiyu is not a god, he is just a duckweed, no matter how small, in the vast world of mortals.People are selfish. Give a glass of water to a person who is about to die of thirst, take a sip, and then ask that person to take the initiative to pour out the glass of water and choose to die of thirst. This is really difficult. Almost no one in the world can do it.

The ink burned and I thought, drink a little more rain.

If I go to purgatory again in the future, it won’t be that painful.

There is a clear stream of past events, which is enough to comfort the dry life.

On the second day, everyone gathered outside the villa and set off to Jiao Mountain together.

The master of the horse farm ordered his subordinates to prepare a fat horse for everyone. There was also a Qiankun bag embroidered with night owl patterns hanging in front of the black and gold saddle. Xue Meng was riding on the horse, picked up the bag and took a look, and immediately wrinkled his nose in disgust.

Suddenly I heard someone next to me chuckle: “The taste of the owner of this horse farm is really unflattering. Even if he embroidered a big-headed cat on the Qiankun bag, he also embroidered the word ‘horse’ in red on the back. It’s interesting.”

Xue Meng turned around and saw Mei Hanxue riding a white high-headed horse and also playing with the bag.He raised his light green eyes and glanced at Xue Meng with a half-smile. The drop-shaped crystal hanging from his forehead exuded a warm luster, swaying, making this face more charming.

Xue Meng rolled his eyes and cursed in a low voice: “Scum.”

The scumbag just smiled slightly and narrowed his eyes. He was not angry at all. Instead, he said: “Master Xue doesn’t look very good today. Did he not get enough sleep?”

“…”

“There are bruises under my eyes, and the Yintang is also black. I have some herbal ointments here to soothe the nerves and help sleep…”

“Mei Hanxue, are you free?” Xue Meng endured it for a while, then found that he couldn’t help it anymore, and looked back angrily, “Did the Snow Palace expel you from the master’s door? What are you doing hanging around here at the top of life and death?”

“My master asked me to come here.” Mei Hanxue’s smile remained unchanged, “Give your father some hidden weapons that he asked for yesterday.”

“Then get out of here after you finish delivering.”

Mei Hanxue actually didn’t get angry and said with a smile: “Well, get out of here.”

“???”

Xue Meng simply felt that this person was sick. When he saw him several times, he was either soft and soft like a girl, or as cold as a stone. Last time he bumped into him at the Confucianism Gate, he was still trying to flatter himself. Today, he changed his face to a good person who said, “If you hit me on the left cheek, I will send you the right one too.” Xue Meng couldn’t hold it in anymore, heTurning the bridle, he stared at the extremely handsome man on the horse.

“No, Mei Hanxue, I have no grudge against you, right?”

“No.”

“Then I know you very well?”

Mei Hanxue smiled, but did not answer quickly, but her light eyes were filled with tiny pieces of light. When the wind blew, her long golden hair was fluttering under her hood, and when illuminated by the sun, her color became even gentler.

Xue Meng didn’t really want to hear he’s answer. He frowned and said, “Get out of here right after delivering the hidden weapon. I can’t care if you hook up with people from other sects. Don’t try to fish in troubled waters by building a good relationship with me and smear my little junior sisters who are at the top of life and death.”

“…Pfft.” Mei Hanxue couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud, but then she clenched her hands into fists, covered her lips with a cough, looked at Xue Meng interestingly for a while, and said, “Okay.”

He took the reins of the horse, and there was a silver bell tied on his white wrist. The wind blew and jingled.

Mei Hanxue smiled and looked sideways: “Let’s go.”

Xue Meng stared at him: “Let’s go quickly? Do you want me to set off firecrackers for you?”

Mei Hanxue really left, taking two steps with her horse’s hooves. Suddenly he remembered something again, turned around and said: “By the way, there is one more thing.”

Xue Meng didn’t want to hear it, but Xue Meng was curious, so he asked angrily: “What?”

Mei Hanxue smiled slightly, pointed a slender and white finger to her lips, holding the elegant scum in the clothes of an animal, and laughed in a low voice: “You are so hot.”

Xue Meng’s face turned green instantly!

“You…you–you!!” He was completely disgusted. You stayed for a long time, but you didn’t come out for half the sentence. This was because the leader’s team in front was giving orders to assemble and prepare to leave. Mei Hanxue waved to him with a smile and rode away.

When Mo Ran rode up to Xue Meng’s side, Mei Hanxue had disappeared into the sea of ​​people. Mo Ran saw Xue Meng beating his chest angrily and retching repeatedly.

Mo Ran was stunned for a moment: “…Have you eaten something bad?”

“Ugh – don’t talk to me now, my mother, I ate shit so early in the morning, I…”

Mo Ran: “…Although Bigu is very hungry, no matter how hungry you are, you won’t have to eat dog shit…”

“Go away!!!”

There was a commotion, and thousands of people set off from Gushan and headed towards Jiaoshan Mountain.This scene is really rare. After all, everyone usually goes out with a sword. Even if a large team is assembled, it will arrive in a blink of an eye. It is rare to see a group of monks rushing on horseback.

There are many people here who have not ridden a horse for such a long time. The first day was fine, but the rest became a little unbearable. Fortunately, the owner of the horse farm had everything in his Qiankun bag, including refreshing pills, a small fan with a fragrant breeze, and even a few books made of silk, with the prices and availability of various novelty products in Taobao Villa printed on them.

Xue Meng stared at the owner of the horse farm who was shouting under the shade of the tree when he was resting. The second richest man in the world was shouting happily and sparing no effort: “Gentlemen, gentlemen, if you have any goods that you like, just check them in the book. I will deliver them to the house one by one after I go back. Guaranteed return in seven days, guaranteed replacement in fifteen days. The fairy weapon ordered by you has arrived, and then you have to pay the money -”

There are quite a few people who really have nothing to do, and the owner of the horse farm definitely did it on purpose. He only threw these booklets into a huge Qiankun bag, and there was nothing else he wanted to see.

After staring at it for a long time, there are always one or two items that can touch the heart. Even Xue Meng couldn’t help but draw a circle on “Nanpingshan Lingyan Bird’s Nest Cake” which is “suitable for all ages, light and beneficial, with excellent ingredients, greatly increasing spiritual power.”

He finally knows how to make money by what Mo Ran said.

After traveling for seven days, the owner of the horse farm made a lot of money, and everyone was a little tired. In the evening of this day, they finally arrived at the Panlong Mountains.

“The dragon is proud, I hope you will respect it.”

Xue Zhengyong looked at the huge rock standing in front of Panlong Mountain Road, read the words on the rock, and turned around and asked Nangong Si: “Young Master Nangong, what does this mean?”

Nangong Si said: “It means that you must walk all the way next, and from the time you enter the mountain until the Jiaoshan barrier is opened, you must not speak dirty words, otherwise you will be punished.”

Since Nangong Si warned like this, the heads immediately passed it on.However, each sect communicates in different ways. The master of the Snow Palace picked up the jade flute on his waist and blew twice. Master Xuanjing shook the silver bell in his hand. Jiang Xi stood still. It was Hua Binan who was delivering the message for him. Hua Binan waved her sleeves, and a cloud of black smoke came out of her sleeves. After a closer look, she realized that it was not smoke, but hundreds of small flying insects, which landed in the ears of Gu Yueye’s disciples one by one.

Xue Meng was so disgusted that he said: “The Holy Hand of Cold Scale is really perverted. Is he covered in bugs?” Suddenly he remembered something and turned to the teacher: “Speaking of which, you also went to Linling Island to study, and you didn’t come into contact with Hua Binan, right? Don’t play with bugs by then, that’s enough for me to drink a pot.”

The teacher turned around and said with a smile: “…Young Master is really worried.”

At this time, the Summit of Death and Life also began to send messages. Other sects were somewhat showing off their skills, but Xue Zhengyong was better and shouted using the amplification technique:

“After entering the valley, don’t speak dirty words! If you can’t control yourself, use the Silencing Curse to block your mouth in advance! Do you hear me?”

The loud and powerful voice echoed in the mountains and forests, the sound shook the trees, stopped the moving clouds, and the echoes were lingering and continuous –

“Did you hear everything? Did you hear it? Are you here?”

All the monks: “…………”

The author has something to say:

“Xue Meng is Straight”

Mei Hanxue: Xue Meng and I have nothing to do with each other.

Jiang Xi: It’s impossible for me and Xue Meng.

Mo Ran: Xue Meng and I saw a ghost.

Allen Chu: Xue Meng and I have no future.

Teacher: Who will attack between me and Xue Meng?

Nangong Si: Xue Meng is not beautiful enough.

Xue Meng:…Have you ever considered my feelings?