Morning Star

Three people stood beside the holy spring. The God Emperor explained some things and then handed over the affairs here to Chujiu and Mo Xinglan, and then went to deal with his own affairs.

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes and stared at the "water" in front of him that looked like spring water for a while. He glanced sideways and found that the girl next to him was staring at the water in front of her with curiosity.

She was so adorable like this that Mo Xinglan couldn't help but rub her head.

Chujiu looked up in confusion, met his gentle eyes, and rubbed his palm with bared teeth.

Mo Xinglan curled his lips and smiled slightly, then put down his hand. Facing her, he stretched out his arms and stood there motionless, as if waiting for something.

“?” Chujiu was confused and didn’t know what he meant.

Want a hug?

Thinking of this, I stretched out my arms, took a step forward and hugged his waist.

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes and looked at the top of the girl's head in front of him, with a trace of annoyance in his eyes: "Madam, you don't plan to undress me, huh?"

"Oh, okay." She finally reacted, blushing and quickly letting go of his hand.

Really, would a piece of meat be missing when I say something? It made her so embarrassed.

She was complaining in her mind, but when her hand touched the belt around his waist, she paused. She didn't know what she was thinking about, and her cheeks gradually turned red.

Noticing that the person in front of him hadn't moved, Mo Xinglan frowned slightly: "What are you thinking about?"

"Huh? No, nothing."

She answered immediately, stuttering, her face flushed, as if her tail was pulled.

He quickly untied his belt.

He stopped when only the last piece of white lingerie was left.

"Why did you stop?" Mo Xinglan raised his eyebrows and chuckled as he looked at the little hand that had nowhere to put.

She raised her hand and lightly touched her lips, coughed, and her eyes flashed and fell on his neatly combed black hair.

"Um...how about I help you put your hair down first?"

"...Yeah." He lowered his eyes, chuckled, and lowered his head.

After a while, the high ponytail was let down and fell on his back and shoulders.

Looking at the pale-faced young man with black hair in front of him, Chujiu was a little dazed for a moment.

Some people are like this, no matter how many times you watch them, you will never get tired of them. Mo Xinglan is such a person.

When he tied his hair up, he looked energetic, and even though he was injured and pale, he still had the heroic spirit and vitality of a young man. But once he let his hair down and let it fall on his body, his whole body exuded a sense of softness.

How could there be such an extreme person? He is truly a monster, and a black-hearted monster at that.

"Why are you looking at me like an idiot?" Seeing that she was staring at him without saying a word or taking any further action, Mo Xinglan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

Chujiu came back to her senses and smiled at him: "Xingxing, do you know how beautiful you are? You are so beautiful that I can't take my eyes off you."

Mo Xinglan: “…”

He was a little speechless and helpless. He had told her so many times that the word "beautiful" could not be used to describe him.

Oh, that's all...

At this moment, Chujiu's eyes lit up, and he circled around him as if he had discovered some new continent, then stood in front of him again.

"What's wrong?" he asked puzzledly.

She looked surprised: "Xingxing, you have grown taller."

He was stunned for a moment, then he covered his lips and chuckled: "Why do you sound so strange?"

"I'm serious." She was afraid that he wouldn't believe her, so she raised one hand and put herself on his shoulder to gesture, "I was here before, and now I'm here. You just got taller."

"and……"

She paused, reached out and picked up a strand of his hair, and gestured on his legs: "And your hair has grown a lot longer. Look, it was here before, and now it's here."

"..."

He raised his lips and chuckled, then raised a hand to measure her head and his body: "Well, but you haven't grown any."

I mean, still that short.

Chujiu, who had been excited just now, immediately frowned after hearing his words, and looked up at him in dissatisfaction.

Just then, she saw the smug look on his face, and immediately became furious. She put her hands on her hips and said, "So what if you are taller? I am older than you."

Then he muttered, "Little brat."

Mo Xinglan raised his eyebrows slightly. If it were in the past, he would still care about the fact that his actual age was younger than hers, but now, instead of feeling angry, he even found it somewhat funny.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly and his gentle gaze fell on the cherry lips of the girl in front of him, which were curled up because of unwillingness.

I don't know what I was thinking, but I reached out and gently held her face.

"What?" Chujiu thought that he was not satisfied with what he had just said and felt a little unhappy.

"..."

Mo Xinglan chuckled, leaned over slightly and kissed her moist lips.

He left her lips and tilted his head to almost put his mouth next to her ear, and whispered, "Yes, what sister said is right."

The warm breath gently hit her ear, tickling her and making her shrink her head unconsciously.

A heat rose from my neck to my cheeks and my heart was pounding.

The two were very close to each other, almost touching each other, and they were both cultivators with very good hearing, so they could easily hear each other's heartbeat.

Mo Xinglan pursed his lips and slightly curled them, letting out a muffled chuckle from his throat.

I thought she was so cute like this and couldn't help but want to tease her more.

Kai bit her ear gently with his lips, felt her body stiffen, and chuckled again: "Sister's heart is beating so fast."

It would have been better if he didn't say it. After he said it, Chujiu's heart beat faster and his head became a mess.

She shrank her neck, raised her hand and slowly pushed him away: "Can you, can you, be serious?"

What's wrong with this person? He's suddenly seducing people.

Mo Xinglan grabbed her hand that was pushing him away and stared at her aggrievedly: "Sister, be gentle. Your star is very fragile. Don't break it."

"..."

He called her sister three times in a row. This guy definitely did it on purpose.

Thinking of this, I felt angry now even though I was shy just now.

She glared at him and twisted her hand out of his: "Go and heal your wounds quickly, don't waste time here. My time is precious."

She waved her hand and refused to say any more to them. There was still a hint of red on her fair cheeks.

Mo Xinglan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he spread his hands: "Madam, you haven't helped me undress yet, why are you just leaving the rest alone?"

“…” She rolled her eyes and held her breath.

This guy is either a wife or a sister, can't he be a little more normal? He has never been like this before?

With bulging eyes, she threw him a cold remark: "You have hands and feet, take them off yourself."

"..."

He didn't get angry after hearing this, but actually untied one side of his belt himself.

Just as the shirt was half hanging on his wrist, he caught a glimpse of the girl beside him turning around shyly.

He pursed his lips and smiled, then said slowly, "Is this your first time seeing my body? Are you shy?"

When had he fainted or had the bone curse attack before, she had stripped him of his clothes? Today, he was more reserved.

Thinking of this, his cheeks and ears began to feel hot unconsciously.

"Who, who is shy?" Chujiu's eyes were erratic, and he pretended to be calm, "I was afraid that you would be shy."

"..."

Mo Xinglan didn't say anything this time.

Some things won't seem like a big deal if you don't think about them, but once you start thinking about them, they will be out of control.

All that was in his mind was the image of himself being carried around by the naked girl.

Mo Xinglan's originally pale face was now completely red, and his hands unconsciously tightened the front of his shirt, feeling somewhat annoyed at why he had said that just now.

If I don't say it, I won't think about it and I won't feel so embarrassed.

She pursed her lips and quickly glanced at Chujiu who was standing beside her with his back to her. She turned around and slowly took off all her clothes. She didn't dare to look at Chujiu again, but stepped straight into the holy spring.

The spring water was icy cold, with wisps of white smoke floating around.

The cool touch gradually dissipated the heat on Mo Xinglan's face and ears until it disappeared.

Chujiu stood with his back to the spring and moved his fingertips. The sound of water splashing behind him reached his ears, and his heart began to beat wildly again. For a moment, he didn't know what to do, and stood there in confusion like a stake.

At this moment, the boy's pleasant voice came from behind: "Jiuer, the water is so cold."

He spoke slowly and calmly, as if he was stating the facts, or as if he was sharing his feelings at the moment with her.

Chujiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she turned around stiffly: "There's nothing I can do about it, this is the only way..."

He stopped talking before he could finish his words.

He leaned against the bank in the spring, the clear water flooded his chest. He put one hand on his leg, the other hand was bent on the bank, and his head was resting on his arm.

The spring water was so clear that you could see the bottom. You could see his long black hair floating in the water, randomly sweeping across his legs. His long black hair made his skin look even paler.

His usually bloodshot eyes were now gently closed, his brows slightly furrowed, and it looked like he was enduring something.

She walked slowly to the shore, squatted down, and reached out to check the water temperature.

As soon as I touched the water, I was chilled by a biting cold.

She immediately became worried about Mo Xinglan. Looking at his slightly frowned brows, she knew he was in pain, but she could do nothing about it.

"Stars." She reached out and gently touched his cheek.

My face feels cold too.

She was warm when I kissed her just now, but now she is so cold.

Mo Xinglan's consciousness was a little fuzzy. He felt her touch and looked over with his eyelids propped up.

Seeing her worried look, he pulled the corners of his mouth, but his voice was hoarse: "It's okay..."

"..." She bit the tender flesh of her lower lip, thinking about how to make him feel less uncomfortable or divert his attention.

After a moment of silence, he moved his body to the ground, keeping his eyes level with his.

"Xingxing, let me tell you about my past."

Normally she would just talk to him about objects on Earth, and occasionally she would talk about something related to her past through an object.

I haven't told him about my past in detail yet.

After hearing this, Mo Xinglan's confused consciousness instantly became much clearer, and his eyebrows softened: "Okay."