Morning Star

She spoke each word with pause, and with a trace of spiritual energy lingering around her fingertips, she lightly touched the center of his collarbone and slowly moved downwards.

She used her spiritual energy to cut out the holes in his shirt one by one.

"pat, pat..."

Buttons fell to the floor one by one, making crisp bouncing sounds.

"..."

Mo Xinglan trembled slightly due to her touch, but he stood there and let her do whatever she wanted.

The eyes that stared at her became deeper and deeper. The dark pupils gradually turned blood red.

The buttons on the white shirt had been cut off one by one by Chujiu, but the hand touching the skin was still filled with spiritual energy.

Wherever the finger went, her eyes followed it, with a smile on her lips all the time.

The fingertips stopped until they touched his lower abdomen, and then went down to the waistband of his pants.

She looked up at him, blinked her almond-shaped eyes twice, and tilted her head as if admiring his facial expression.

The fingers that deliberately touched his lower abdomen applied light pressure, and spiritual energy slowly lingered around.

"..."

Mo Xinglan frowned in pain and bit his lower lip to endure without making any sound, but his breathing became more rapid.

Chujiu seemed dissatisfied with his performance. She pouted and increased the strength of her hands.

But the next second, Mo Xinglan reached out and grabbed that hand.

But she pouted and glared at him unhappily: "I want to touch it."

As she spoke, she took her hand away from him.

She was very strong and usually remembered to hold back on her strength, but she didn't care when she was drunk.

Mo Xinglan was a man after all, and he was quite strong when he was serious, so he held her hand tightly and refused to let go. However, he hesitated for a moment because he was afraid of hurting her.

This hesitation gave Chujiu the opportunity to take his hand back.

Before Mo Xinglan could come to his senses, his hands were pulled back, and he was pushed and pulled by her. He fell uncontrollably on the bed.

The slippers on my feet flew off and fell to the ground with two plops.

The fall was not light or heavy. Mo Xinglan was dizzy and had chest pain. He frowned and coughed a few times, and almost fainted.

Fortunately, the bed was soft and cushioned some of the force, otherwise he would have fainted.

But before he could fully recover, his body felt heavy and he almost couldn't breathe.

Before he could even move his hands, he was pulled and pressed on top of his head.

He frowned and felt like his hands were about to be crushed.

"Can't you be... gentler?" He spoke weakly and panting.

Chujiu was stunned for a moment and then let go of his hand, but she still lay on him. She buried her head in the crook of his neck, and rubbed her lips against his fair neck with her pearly teeth.

"My little beauty...smells so good..."

He muttered to himself from time to time.

Mo Xinglan raised his head and gasped, and the sweat on his forehead was so thick that he couldn't tell where it came from.

Chujiu moved while kissing him, and her hands were not idle either, stroking his body with varying degrees of intensity.

"I want... stars..."

When she said this her lips had already touched the pink spot on his left chest.

After saying that, he opened his lips and put the pink into his mouth.

"……Um……"

Mo Xinglan couldn't help but humming in the end.

The next second, a sharp pain came from the left chest. His breathing stagnated and he gritted his teeth and placed his hands on her back.

Then, regardless of her injuries, he turned over and pressed her under him.

Chujiu didn't react at all. He still held his mouth tightly and refused to let go. His eyes were already blank, not knowing what was going on.

Mo Xinglan pressed her hands on top of her head: "Why don't you let go?"

Although he is not afraid of pain, it still hurts, and it hurts even more in this place.

Chujiu finally let go, but still said something foolishly.

"The little beauty is so sweet, hehe."

"sweet?"

He kissed her lips and whispered in her ear, "There's something sweeter."

His blood went into her mouth, how could it not be sweet?

Thinking of this, he leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Although he seldom drank, his alcohol tolerance was still acceptable. But at this moment, he felt that he was drunk even though he had not drunk any alcohol.

He ignored the injuries on his body, opened the barrier to separate himself from the outside world, and planned to do something reckless.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor and the soft bed was shaking.

……

After a night of tossing and turning, both of them woke up late the next day.

Today is Monday, Chushi has to go to school, and the parents of both families have to go to work. Only Chujiu, Mo Xinglan, Xiao Xiao and Chu Wenxuan are left at home.

While Mo Xinglan was recovering from his injuries, he was learning some knowledge about the Earth on the Internet. Chu Wenxuan was also busy, holding a tablet and reading.

The parents didn’t come back for lunch, so we ordered takeout.

It’s not because they don’t want to cook, but Chu Wenxuan and Mo Xinglan wanted to try ordering takeout.

Xiao Xiao played at Chujiu's house until the afternoon and then took Chu Wenxuan back to Xiao's house.

The next few days were spent playing on their own. It was also the time when Mo Xinglan was recovering from his injury.

Chujiu can't sit still and often calls Xiaoxiao and Chu Wenxuan when he has nothing to do.

When Mo Xinglan found out, he snatched her phone with a cold face and hung up on her. She was so angry that she glared and reached out to grab it, and sometimes she was not careful enough and even hurt Mo Xinglan.

At this time, Mo Xinglan would look aggrieved, and Chujiu would look worried. Only when she promised not to call Xiao Xiao and the others did his expression improve.

Sometimes Chujiu was not by Mo Xinglan's side. For example, when Chujiu was downstairs and Mo Xinglan was upstairs, Mo Xinglan would still hold his cell phone and make calls even though he knew where she was.

Chujiu answered the phone speechlessly and went upstairs to scold him. Mo Xinglan blinked at her innocently.

Of course, Chujiu didn't always spend time with Mo Xinglan these days. In the afternoon, he would go shopping with Yang Wanqing after get off work. At this time, he would leave Mo Xinglan at home.

Although Mo Xinglan was very angry, he had no choice but to endure it because the other party was her mother. However, he would not let go of any opportunity to be with Chujiu, and he was like a dog-skin plaster all day long.

Sometimes Chujiu couldn't stand his clinginess, so she would let him stay at home and go out to accompany his parents.

Chu Chengyu gets off work later than Yang Wanqing, and is often asked by Yang Wanqing to help carry things to the supermarket after work.

Even though I knew Chujiu was very strong, I still let him go because he was on the way.

In the end, most of the nights Mo Xinglan saw Chujiu and his family of three coming back with bags of different sizes, talking and laughing.

Mo Xinglan was very angry and felt aggrieved, but he couldn't show it, so he could only endure it.

Chujiu hadn't seen her parents for a long time, so she missed them very much. So every time Yang Wanqing and Chu Chengyu came home from get off work, she would stick to them, eating snacks while complaining to them.

The two elders shook their heads helplessly from time to time, feeling distressed and relieved. Sometimes they would even say a few words to her.

Even at night, Chujiu mentioned several times that she wanted to sleep with Yang Wanqing, but Mo Xinglan always managed to change her mind.

Yang Wanqing just smiled and made some jokes, while Chu Chengyu breathed a sigh of relief.

On Friday night, Chujiu came back as usual with Yang Wanqing and Chu Chengyu, who had just picked up something from get off work, but this time there was one more person with them.

The tenth day was a holiday, so I went shopping in the supermarket with the ninth day and his friends.

The whole family had a lively dinner in the evening.

Chujiu suggested: "It's so hard for all of our family to be here, why don't we go out and play tomorrow?"

"Where are we going to play?" Chushi asked after swallowing a mouthful of food.

Chujiu bit his chopsticks and thought for a while. At this moment, Yang Wanqing had an idea: "How about we go to the hot springs?"

"Well, let's go have a barbecue tomorrow, then walk around the ancient city, and then go to the hot springs."

"Okay, it's settled." Chushi patted the table.

"Then call Sister Xiaoxiao and the others as well. It will be more lively with more people."

Finally, everyone hit it off and decided on the itinerary for tomorrow.

In fact, Chujiu was no longer interested in visiting the ancient city. After all, she had lived in a place equivalent to ancient times for two years.

In the evening, Chujiu prepared some clothes needed for taking a hot spring bath. It was much more convenient to put them in a storage ring than in a pocket.

But since I'm going out to play, even if I have a storage ring, I still have to carry a bag as a decoration.

You can put things like your cell phone that you often use in it.

Chujiu was so excited that she could hardly sleep that night. In the end, Mo Xinglan held her in his arms and coaxed her to sleep like a child.

Early the next morning, Xiao Xiao's family and Chu Wenxuan came to Chu's house. After having breakfast together, they prepared to leave.

Two small cars definitely cannot accommodate nine people, so one of the cars was replaced with a larger one that can seat six people.

After the allocation, four parents took one car and five children took another.

The parents' car was driven by Xiao Chen, and the children's car was driven by Chu Shi.

Seeing Chushi driving, Xiao Xiao smiled and teased, "Sure, now you can drive, have you got your driver's license?"

Chushi smiled proudly: "I got it a long time ago."

"Great." Xiao Xiao gave him a thumbs up.

The group was talking and laughing, and when they were bored on the road, Chujiu and Xiaoxiao even sang songs. Sometimes Chushi would sing along when he saw someone he knew how to sing.

The joy was so great that even Chu Wenxuan was infected and started chatting and laughing.

Only Mo Xinglan was absent-minded. He often placed his hands on the window frame and looked outside, seeming out of place.

He was used to being alone and didn't like noisy places. Later, when he met Chujiu, he would only make noise with her.

Chujiu naturally knew his temper. When she sang, she asked him to turn around and look at her. If he didn't cooperate, she would use force. Sometimes she liked to play with his hair and hands, which made him depressed and at the same time he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Finally we arrived at the barbecue restaurant amid the noise and bustle.

The family members are all good-looking, and they attracted a lot of attention as soon as they got out of the car. Those who didn't know them would think that some CEO had brought his relatives and friends.