Morning Star

Gao Yashan was confused by the question.

He thought for a moment and didn't answer her question. Instead, he stammered, "I really didn't expect that obsessive dream. I didn't expect that the Second Miss was... I'm sorry, Second Miss. I know, I know that the Second Miss doesn't want to see me. I will try to stay away from the Second Miss in the future. I'm really sorry. If, Second Miss, you are unhappy, just beat me up. I promise not to fight back. If, if one meal doesn't make you feel better, two meals will do... as many meals as you want."

The more he spoke, the lower his head buried, like a child who had done something wrong.

However, after hearing what he said, Chu Furong gradually became angry for no reason, but she felt that it was not his fault. However, after hearing what he said, she was inexplicably angry and very unwilling to accept it.

"You!" She said one word and stopped abruptly. She was so angry that she wanted to kick him, but she held back.

After that, he glared at him for a long time before angrily uttering three words: "Stupid!"

After saying that, she turned around and walked quickly forward without looking back.

“???” Gao Yashan was stunned by the scolding, and there was a look of grievance in his eyes when he raised his head.

In this inn, Mo Xinglan borrowed the old shopkeeper's kitchen to make medicine. Chujiu stood by and watched him work, occasionally saying a few words.

"This is the second time I see you wearing white clothes, but this time you look much softer than last time." Chujiu said while sitting on a stool, propping up his head and looking at Mo Xinglan who was guarding the medicine jar.

"Gentle?" Mo Xinglan turned his head to look at her, and suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Are you saying that I look easy to bully now?"

He said what he was thinking, and Chujiu nodded nervously; "No, no."

Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately shook his head: "No, I'm not easy to bully. I'm not easy to bully."

"..."

Even though she immediately shook her head, he still looked at her gloomily, with obvious warning in his eyes.

Feeling guilty, Chujiu quickly avoided his gaze and forced an explanation: "You, you really look hard to bully. I'm not lying to you. You are the hardest to bully."

The more she finished speaking, the more guilty she felt. She thought she would be greeted with his displeased look and words, but after waiting for a long time, nothing came of it.

After hesitating for a moment, she looked at him cautiously, but saw that he had already turned his head back to stare at the pot of boiling medicine, with no discernible expression on his face.

I stared at it like this for a while.

After a while, Mo Xinglan couldn't help but look at her: "Why are you looking at me?"

I really wonder if she is monitoring his every move.

Chujiu was slightly stunned, her eyebrows curved and her mouth corners raised: "You look good in white clothes."

Glancing at his hair tied behind his back, she said, "I think you'd look better without it tied up."

"..." Mo Xinglan didn't expect her to say that, and stared at her in a daze for a moment.

She...why is her mouth so sweet today, as if it were filled with honey?

Suddenly his eyes flickered, and he turned his head to continue looking at the pot of medicine. The tip of his ear was quietly stained with a hint of red. Fortunately, his hair blocked it, and no one else could see it except him.

After Chujiu finished speaking, he remembered that he didn't like people praising his good looks. Thinking that he would be angry as usual, he looked around and tried to find a way to change the subject.

Just as he found a topic and opened his mouth, but before any words came out, he saw Mo Xinglan, who was looking at the medicine jar with his eyes lowered. His pale lips were slightly curled up, and he looked a little happy.

It was really rare to see him laugh from the bottom of his heart. This was the second time. The last time was when she called out the name of the Blood Spirit Grass.

He looks so good when he smiles like this, and I never get tired of looking at him. Suddenly I feel that the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers is nothing compared to his smile.

So she murmured unconsciously: "It looks better when you smile."

That's how it should be, smile more.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Xinglan stopped smiling and looked over with a frown: "Are you... okay? What happened today?"

She always said such things and always looked at him stupidly.

"Huh?" Chujiu tilted his head and blinked, not understanding what he was saying.

It was just a few compliments, what's the problem? But why didn't he get angry just now, and he even smiled happily? Is he no longer disgusted by people praising his good looks?

Mo Xinglan was stunned when he saw her innocent look, coughed lightly, and turned his head: "Nothing."

"……"real or fake?

"Mo Xinglan's favorability is 60." Piaomiao pretends to be dead.

What?! 60!

I’m back! Hahaha… I’m back! That’s great!

Ahem, calm down...

Chujiu pretended to be calm and tugged at his clothes. During this time, he glanced at Mo Xinglan secretly. He was relieved when he saw that he didn't notice his emotional change.

Why is Mo Xinglan's favorability rising like a disco? Please don't do that.

Mo Xinglan boiled the medicine and poured out a bowl and handed it to her.

Chujiu took it and sniffed it, then gave it back with a look of disgust: "It smells bad, no."

"It's not up to you whether you want to or not, just drink it." He put it back in her hand.

Seeing that she refused to take it, his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Or, should I pour it for you?"

“?!” Chujiu looked up in surprise.

Mo Xinglan tilted his head and said expressionlessly: "Try it?"

She quickly shook her head: "Don't try, don't try."

So she immediately took the bowl of medicine, took a deep breath and held it, then drank the medicine as if someone was asking her to die.

"Huh?" She asked in confusion, looking at the bowl that she had quickly finished, "It's not bitter."

As she spoke, she looked up at Mo Xinglan.

Mo Xinglan took the empty bowl from her hand and ignored her.

……

For the next period of time, Chujiu was kept by Mo Xinglan and was often fed medicine.

It was either elixir or decoction, and sometimes she was asked to eat the elixir raw.

When she was taking the pill, Mo Xinglan was refining it and throwing it to her, letting her eat it.

At first she thought he was testing the medicine on her, so she asked him her guess sincerely without fear of death. But he just smiled at her meaningfully, and then the pill she took tasted bitter. He also didn't let her spit it out, otherwise he would stuff it back into her mouth. How could she dare to spit it out after hearing this? She just swallowed it with water.

She begged him to let her go with a bitter face. She begged him several times until she really cried, and then the pill became sweet.

Mo Xinglan had to take care of Chujiu's health while taking care of his own body. When Chujiu took pills, he would occasionally throw a few into her mouth.

Of course, when refining the elixir, especially after it is completed, there will be fragrance. The higher the grade, the stronger the fragrance. I don't know what method Mo Xinglan used to lock all the medicinal fragrance in his room, and not a single drop of it drifted out. This caused the whole room to be filled with the fragrance of medicine.

Chujiu is a person who can't sit still. If he stays in one place for a long time, he wants to go out for a walk.

One morning, she only spoke one sentence to Mo Xinglan, and without waiting for his reply, she followed Chu Furong out.