Morning Star

The girl was seen holding her chin with both hands, with a sly smile on her lips, and her two watery eyes curved like two crescent moons.

"Xingxing is awake." She tilted her head and smiled, with no intention of getting off him at all.

"you……"

He opened his lips slightly, his voice a little hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

At this moment, he lowered his eyes and glanced around randomly, only to find that he was not wearing anything, and Chujiu was sitting astride his abdomen.

My cheeks suddenly turned red, and even the cold holy spring water could not reduce the heat on my face.

When I looked up at her again, I could still vaguely see that naughty smile.

"..."

Rogue rabbit.

"What do you want to do?" He said this with a blank expression on his face. His cheeks and the corners of his eyes were red, but his blood-red eyes were particularly deep.

Seeing him pretending to be calm, Chujiu chuckled, leaned over him, and touched his cheek with his finger: "What do you think?"

"..."

Mo Xinglan turned his face away, but the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his heart was pounding.

Chujiu watched every expression on his face, and pulled up a strand of hair by his ear with one hand and twisted it with her fingertips: "My little beauty, you slept for so long, did you dream about your sister?"

He glanced at her and chuckled, "Sister?"

As he spoke, he put his hand on her slender waist with trembling hesitation, pursed his lips, dragged her body, and turned over to change their positions.

“?!” Chujiu was just thinking about how to tease him, but now he was confused.

There was still some spring water left. The hem of Chujiu's skirt was already wet in one section, and now that the two of them had changed positions, her clothes were all soaked.

The cold spring water calmed her mind and her whole body, which was so refreshing.

Before I could come to my senses, my vision gradually dimmed. I saw the boy's beautiful face getting closer and closer, and soon his lips were blocked by a pair of cold soft lips.

"..."The water is so cold, how can he...?

"Jiu'er, you brought it to me yourself."

Mo Xinglan bit her lower lip and moved his fingers down along her neck.

The slender hands did not stop and pushed her clothes aside.

But her clothes were soaked through, and they stuck to her body and were difficult to take off. Mo Xinglan was too lazy to take off the clothes, so he just grabbed the cloth and pulled it hard.

"Thorn-"

The screaming sound of the clothes pierced Chujiu's eardrums.

Now she finally realized that Mo Xinglan was serious.

After realizing this, she immediately wanted to back off and raised her hands to support his chest: "Xing, Xingxing... I was wrong, I was wrong. Let's talk nicely and don't mess around..."

Listening to her begging for mercy, Mo Xinglan just smiled. He lowered his eyes to look at the hands supporting his chest, and his mind flashed back to what she did to him on the night of the Lantern Festival last year.

He reached out and grabbed both of her hands and held them above her head.

He bit her neck gently: "Jiu'er, that wasn't the case just now."

"I, I was wrong..." She wanted to cry but had no tears!

If I had known, I wouldn't have been so... I wouldn't have flirted with him. She had dug the hole for herself.

"Wrong? Jiuer is not wrong..."

Then he kissed her collarbone again.

"..."

She was afraid of hurting him, so she didn't dare to resist too hard. And she didn't know if it was psychological, but she was vaguely looking forward to it.

Well, she admitted that she was an LSP.

The originally cold lips were now warm, and they touched her softly from time to time, making her feel numb and almost exhausted.

She had given up resisting.

At this moment, a gentle voice came from my ear: "Jiuer, I love you."

She was stunned for a moment, her brows softened, and she was filled with a kind of happiness she had never felt before.

"Yeah, I know. I love stars, too."

After hearing this, Mo Xinglan's soft lips rubbed her cheek and ear.

"Jiu'er..."

"Ok?"

"Want you."

She stared at him with her eyelashes trembling. Seeing that he did not take the next step and was waiting for her patiently, she thought for a moment and said, "I have a condition."

"You said."

"I don't want a child yet." She said in a low voice, with shyness in her words.

"Okay." He answered without hesitation, blushing, because he didn't want a child either.

Chujiu shrank his neck again: "Then, will we be seen here...?"

"..."Mo Xinglan was stunned for a moment, then laughed quietly.

"What are you laughing at?" She was a little unhappy.

He stared at her with a funny look on his face: "When you sat on me like that just now, didn't you think that someone would see you?"

“……” She really hadn’t thought about it.

But she would never admit it, and she immediately widened her eyes and roared, "Mo Xinglan!"

Mo Xinglan coughed lightly: "I was wrong."

I dare you next time.

He leaned his head to her ear and whispered, "So how about letting me serve Jiu'er well to make up for my mistake?"

"..."

Chujiu turned his head and looked at him.

The young man who was speaking such threatening words had a flushed face and even dodged when he met her eyes.

He was the one who said that, and he was also the shy one. What a contradiction.

But such stars are so charming.

She curved her eyebrows and kissed his hot cheek: "Yes."

Mo Xinglan's body couldn't help but tremble, but his eyes lit up.

He raised his hand and a barrier was spread out to isolate the outside world. After taking a deep breath, he no longer had any worries.

This was something he had been waiting for for a long time, and it should have been completed on the wedding night, but because of his physical condition, nothing was done.

It was the first time for both of them to do this and they had no experience, so they just relied on their physical instincts.

But compared to Mo Xinglan who knows nothing at all, Chujiu, who comes from the information age, can be considered "knowledgeable". But she is too embarrassed to say it.

Isn't it too unreserved for a girl to say something like this?

However, Mo Xinglan knew that she knew a lot, so he blushed and asked her for advice on this.

"Jiuer, what should we do next?" he asked without any hesitation.

"..." Chujiu gritted his teeth and wanted to beat him to death after hearing this. He seriously suspected that he did it on purpose.

Seeing that she was slow to answer, Mo Xinglan did not urge her, but the movement of her lips did not stop.

Chujiu looked up at the sky in silence, but the next moment an idea flashed through her mind. She curled her lips and put her arms around his waist.

She was born with supernatural powers, and no matter how powerful Mo Xinglan was, he could not beat her in terms of strength. So she just used a little force to switch the positions of the two.

Mo Xinglan: “???”

"Xingxing, let me teach you."

Chujiu possessed him and whispered in his ear: "Xingxing, be good."

There was a hint of pride in his words.

Mo Xinglan: “…”

He regrets it, but is it too late?

Chujiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and did not rush to kiss him. Instead, he used his fingertips to slowly and lightly stroke his body.

His breathing became heavier, but only more rapid.

It wasn't until his fingertips reached his lower abdomen that he groaned softly.

Chujiu's long curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she deliberately pressed on his lower abdomen.

"Well……"

Knowing that his lower abdomen was the most sensitive, she deliberately stayed there.

Mo Xinglan's heavy and rapid breathing could be heard in my ears.

As if bewitched by the breath, the hand caressing the skin was unknowingly filled with a hint of spiritual energy.

When he wasn't paying attention, he pressed his lower abdomen with a little force uncontrollably.

"Hiss!" Mo Xinglan gasped in pain, his face instantly turned several shades paler, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were not sure whether they were caused by the pain or the heat.

Chujiu's eyebrows jumped, and he quickly withdrew his strength, gently stroked, and looked at him worriedly: "Does it hurt here?"

"Don't use your spiritual energy, and be gentle." Mo Xinglan was speechless.

Doesn't she know how strong she is?

Chujiu lowered his eyes and looked at the spiritual energy that had been wrapped around his fingertips without him knowing when. Then he thought of the force he had just used and suddenly felt guilty.

"Okay."

"..."

After that, the two continued to entangle.

At the beginning, Chujiu was on top. Mo Xinglan studied hard and soon mastered the method.

While Chujiu was kissing her neck, he put his arms around her waist, turned over and pressed her under him.

Chujiu was still confused, and his whole body went limp.

Otherwise, how could she say that the black-hearted evildoer was too cunning! If the apprentice is taught, the master will suffer.

"Oh! Gently, gently..." There were tears in the corners of her eyes and her voice was trembling.

Who told her to be gentler before? Why can't the other way around work?

Mo Xinglan paused, startled by her shout, and immediately became worried: "Did I hurt you?"

"Woo... Aren't you just talking nonsense?" She sobbed, feeling extremely aggrieved.

She was such a person who was afraid of pain, how could she not...

Mo Xinglan felt so distressed seeing her tears streaming down her face that he wanted to end it right away.

Chujiu, who was crying, noticed his movements, stopped crying, and hugged his waist to prevent him from leaving.

She looked aggrieved, but she said, "You are not allowed to leave."

"But you're in pain." He said with concern.

Chujiu was annoyed: "This kind of thing is going to happen when it just starts."

Is it possible that he will not do it every time in the future just because he is afraid of hurting her?

Also, what is it made of? How can this thing stop just like that?

It was obvious that Mo Xinglan had also thought of this, but when he saw her tearful eyes and remembered her cry of pain just now, his heartache prevailed.

He comforted her softly, "How about we just forget about it today?"

He didn't know much about this matter. He didn't know how to relieve her pain or how to make her feel more comfortable.

How about you study it carefully when you go back?

Unexpectedly, the hands holding his waist tightened, and a girl's soft voice came to his ears: "I, I..."

"what?"

She mumbled vaguely and Mo Xinglan couldn't hear clearly.

She whispered again: "I want..."

Mo Xinglan didn't realize what Chujiu meant by that, and looked confused: "What do you want?"

He swore he had no ulterior motive and simply wanted to know what she was talking about.

But Chujiu didn't think so, and immediately became angry and embarrassed.

The hand on his back grabbed his back hard.

His skin was delicate and smooth, and her grab left several bloody marks.

Mo Xinglan didn't even frown, but just secretly wondered how he had offended her again.