Morning Star

Xiao Xiao sat next to Xiao Xuerong, who reached out and gently rubbed her head with tears in her eyes.

"It's good to be back."

One word speaks louder than anything else.

Xiao Xiao's scarlet lips drooped, she put down her chopsticks and threw herself into her arms, crying silently.

Chu Wenxuan sat next to Xiao Xiao and felt very distressed, but also happy for her. He looked at her silently without saying anything.

After hearing what Chujiu said, Chushi became particularly silent, lowering his head to eat rice, but he didn't eat much. His eyes were already red.

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes and clenched his hands tightly on his legs.

He always knew that she wanted to go home, she missed them, but she was still willing to stay with him. But he knew clearly that she was willing to stay with him, but when he saw this scene, his heart still ached.

The long-lost fear surged into my heart again.

Chujiu's words made four people cry, and three more had red eyes, holding back tears.

However, Chujiu didn't know yet, she was only concerned with expressing her emotions at the moment.

He clung to Yang Wanqing and refused to leave, murmuring, "Mom..."

"Oh." Yang Wanqing responded patiently and raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face.

She looked up at her, eyes full of grievance: "Mom... I want to go home... I miss you so much..."

"Yes, Mom knows. She's back, Xiaojiu is back." Yang Wanqing gently touched her fair cheek and wiped away the tears there.

She nodded, burped, and suddenly smiled: "Mom, let me tell you something."

She whispered, furtively.

Yang Wanqing was somewhat amused by her change: "What's the matter?"

She chuckled twice, looked around with her confused eyes, and finally moved away from Yang Wanqing.

"Oh, be careful." Yang Wanqing reached out to support her.

Seeing her approaching, Mo Xinglan reflexively reached out to catch her: "Jiu'er?"

Why is she back?

Chujiu leaned on Mo Xinglan and said to Yang Wanqing with a smile: "Mom, I found you a very good... hiccup...son-in-law..."

Yang Wanqing raised her eyes to look at Mo Xinglan, then smiled: "Mom saw it."

"Did you see it?" She was puzzled.

"Yeah, I see." Yang Wanqing nodded helplessly.

Chujiu laughed again, moved his body, hugged Mo Xinglan's right arm with both hands, and rubbed his head against his shoulder.

He tilted his head and said to Yang Wanqing as if showing off, "She's a little beauty."

Mo Xinglan: “…”

Yang Wanqing: “…”

She looked at Mo Xinglan and then at Chujiu who was clinging to him, feeling a little embarrassed.

The atmosphere changed too quickly. Xiao Xuerong had already recovered, and seeing the sudden change in the atmosphere, she wondered if she had missed something.

Chushi had been eating his meal with his head down, feeling sad, but now he was speechless.

As expected of his sister, she behaves differently every moment after getting drunk.

The most shocked person present was Chu Wenxuan, because he was the only one who had never seen Chu Jiu drunk. Everyone except Xiao Xiao had seen it once, at a party.

Chujiu was showing off to himself. One of his hands was not honest at all, touching Mo Xinglan's face, and he looked at Yang Wanqing: "Mom, the little beauty is amazing."

"Uh, haha, very impressive, very impressive, I can see that." Yang Wanqing laughed dryly.

Isn't that amazing? Being able to tolerate her when she's drunk and being able to tolerate her calling him "little beauty" all the time is already amazing. Even a woman can't stand it, let alone a man.

Mo Xinglan grabbed that hand, lowered his head and said softly: "Jiu'er, stop making trouble."

"I'm not making a fuss... burp..." She waved her hand and patted him gently on the chest, "Be good, little beauty. I'm talking to my mother, don't... don't interrupt."

Mo Xinglan: “…”

So Chujiu continued, "Mom...Mom..."

Hearing no response she called out again.

Yang Wanqing replied helplessly: "Here, here."

After hearing the response, Chujiu continued: "The little beauty is not only beautiful, but also knows everything..."

She began to count on her fingers: "Washing clothes, cooking, cleaning... hiccups... working in the living room... working in the kitchen... good at both literature and martial arts... and also... playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting... I can do everything..."

Everyone present except Xiao Xiao and Mo Xinglan himself was shocked after hearing Chujiu's words.

I didn't expect this child to know so much at such a young age.

Chujiu paused and muttered with a look of disappointment: "I just can't have children... Alas..."

"..."

There was silence all around.

If he could have a baby, the sky would fall, right?

And it’s a good thing that he can’t have children, otherwise she would seem a bit redundant.

Mo Xinglan sighed, put his arm around her and was about to stand up: "Jiu'er, can I take you back to your room to sleep?"

"Um... no!" Chujiu pulled him and refused to let him leave.

After she was drunk, she didn't know how to restrain her strength at all, and easily dragged Mo Xinglan back.

"..."

Mo Xinglan took a deep breath and exhaled. Just as he was about to persuade her patiently, he saw her body flip over.

He was startled and held her hand tightly, but the next moment she was sitting on his lap, facing him.

Mo Xinglan took a deep breath and looked at the people around him. Sure enough, they all looked shocked.

His face was no longer pale, but flushed red. He wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

At this time, Chujiu, who had no idea, raised her hands and held his face, pouting and saying, "Why can't you have a baby?"

"I..." He was really speechless, "I'm a man, how can a man give birth?"

She was not convinced: "Why can't a man have a baby?"

"Because..." He frowned, blushed, and turned away, whispering, "You, you go down."

She started to act coquettishly: "No... my little beauty is mine... I can do whatever I want."

"..." He sighed, there was nothing he could do to her.

Chu Wenxuan, who was standing by, was somewhat gloating after seeing this. He thought that his words and deeds when he was in the Chu family were always so decisive. He didn't expect that there would be such a moment.

Xiao Xiao was also gloating, but she didn't hide it like Chu Wenxuan did. Instead, she smiled openly.

As expected, there are always mountains higher than another, and every evildoer will be punished by his own evil.

What Chushi was thinking was: Oh my God, is this still his tigress sister?

The four parents were mostly secretly giving Mo Xinglan a thumbs up.

You can tolerate all this, you are amazing.

At this moment, Chujiu only had the boy in front of her in her eyes and heart. Her eyes were blurry and her cheeks were red, but the corners of her mouth were raised.

She wrapped her arms around the boy's fair neck and buried her face in the crook of his neck.

Mo Xinglan subconsciously tilted his head, trying to hold her body with one hand and to control her disobedient little hands with the other hand, and he was too busy to do it all.

"Jiu'er..."

"My little beauty smells so good...I want to take a bite..."

"..."

Mo Xinglan frowned, and anger gradually appeared on his blushing face.

The voice followed with a hint of coldness: "Try and see if you dare to bite one."

"..."

Chujiu was about to open his mouth to bite but suddenly stopped, his body trembled, and he stayed on him obediently without moving.

She whimpered, "My little beauty...don't be angry."

"Then be good and don't move around anymore."

"Ah."

Mo Xinglan heaved a sigh of relief after getting the answer, and quickly glanced at the few people. He found that they were all looking at him and Chujiu with meaningful smiles on their faces, and the temperature on his face that had just dropped rose again.

This idiot is such a mess. I will never let her touch alcohol again.

He is the one who suffers every time.

He looked at everyone again and stood up holding Chujiu.

He coughed lightly: "I, I will take Jiuer to rest, Mom and Dad, Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao..."

On the tenth day, he took a look, then glanced at Xiao Xiao and Chu Wenxuan: "Eat slowly."

"Well, take her upstairs. Just let me know if you need anything." Chu Chengyu came to his senses and nodded in agreement.

Mo Xinglan nodded, hugged Chujiu and turned to leave the restaurant. Chujiu kept talking along the way and demanded that Mo Xinglan respond to every word, otherwise she would cry in front of him.

"My little beauty is not angry."

"Well, I'm not angry."

"My little beauty smells so good."

"Ah."

"Beautiful star, beautiful star is mine."

"Yes, it's yours." This is true.

"Beauty stars, the stars are the most beautiful."

“You are the most beautiful.”

"No, the stars are the most beautiful."

“You are the most beautiful.”

"Stars, stars, just stars. Stars are the most beautiful, the best looking." She insisted, swaying on her feet.

The slippers on my feet were dangling and seemed to be about to fall off.

Mo Xinglan's injuries had not healed yet, and it was a bit difficult to hold her, and she was shaking a few times. He was a little unsteady on his feet, and he swayed and stood on the stairs leaning against the railing.

"careful!"

Thinking that Mo Xinglan's injuries had not healed yet, Yang Wanqing, who followed him out, subconsciously exclaimed when she saw him from behind and walked over quickly.

Looking at Mo Xinglan worriedly, "Xinglan, you don't have to spoil her like this. Let her go on her own."

Seeing that Mo Xinglan's face was obviously paler than before, she was afraid that he would vomit blood and faint like yesterday.

Mo Xinglan pulled the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, mother-in-law, go eat, don't worry about me."

"But you..." Yang Wanqing raised her hand and then put it down again.

After seeing his determined eyes and looking at Chujiu who refused to let go of me in his arms, I could only sigh and give up: "Then go slower, don't fall."

Mo Xinglan nodded in response, and carried Chujiu, who was so frightened by the previous shake that he dared not move, upstairs.

He returned to the bedroom and asked her to sit on the edge of the bed. He was about to squat down to take off her slippers. Unexpectedly, she kicked forward with both feet, and two slippers flew out. One of them almost hit him, but luckily he dodged quickly.

Mo Xinglan glanced at the two slippers that were kicked to the ground, then turned around and saw Chujiu with his hands on the bed, his two white and tender feet dangling, and he tilted his head and looked at him with a giggle.

His heart was beating fast, and he held her face unconsciously, bending down and kissing her red lips.

Chujiu was stunned by the kiss, and it took her a while to come back to her senses after he left.

He blinked twice, and a sly smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the smile on her face, Mo Xinglan guessed what she wanted to do.

He held her face and chuckled, "What are you thinking about in your little head?"

She raised her head and laughed, then raised her hand and stroked his exposed collarbone with her fingertips: "Little, beautiful, man..."