Morning Star

Chujiu just turned the corner and looked up to see a few people a few steps away with their ears perked up. He was not surprised at all, so he sighed and said a few words to Yang Wanqing and the other two before leaving with them.

Mo Xinglan was still leaning against the wall behind the corner, with her head lowered and her long eyelashes hiding the emotions in her eyes. Chu Chengyu and the others did not rush forward to ask what happened.

There is a supermarket near the hot spring center, and it’s not too far away.

After leaving the hot spring center, Yang Wanqing saw Chujiu looking worried, so she asked her if she had had an argument with Mo Xinglan.

"Not really." Chujiu muttered softly.

Yang Wanqing: "What's going on?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Chujiu raised his hand and scratched the back of his head in annoyance. "Mom, don't think too much. It's not a big deal. It's just a small conflict. I'll go back and explain it to him later."

"Well, if there is a conflict, we have to talk it out face to face and solve the problem." Yang Wanqing nodded in agreement and began to educate.

Chujiu nodded from time to time to deal with it.

Xiao Xuerong would occasionally interject or give a lecture to Xiao Xiao as he listened.

The two girls were educated by their two mothers in this way all the way.

As we were talking, we entered the supermarket.

The supermarket is quite large and although it is evening, there are still quite a few people there.

The four of them happened to be walking together when choosing things. Xiao Xuerong asked Chujiu with a look of excitement on her face: "Xiaojiu, how did you and Xinglan get together? Who liked who first? Who confessed first?"

Three questions in a row, very familiar. Aren't they the same questions Yang Wanqing asked Xiao Xiao when they were taking a hot spring bath before?

What was she doing at that time? Oh, yes, she was gloating. Thinking of this, she looked at Xiao Xiao, and sure enough, it was Xiao Xiao's turn to gloat.

Yang Wanqing actually wanted to know, after all, Chujiu rarely talked about her relationship with Mo Xinglan. Usually, she only talked about things that happened in the two places called Hualing and Demon Realm.

Chujiu looked at the two of them and felt a bit overwhelmed. He sighed, thought for a moment, and answered, "How did it get better? It was just that... when he was not feeling well or was injured, I took care of him. Then when I was injured or felt unwell, he took care of me and healed me, and then it got better. It was a very normal process."

After a pause, he thought about Xiao Xuerong's last two questions and pondered for a while: "As for who confessed first... naturally he fell in love with me first, and then he confessed first."

"So you got together after that?" Xiao Xuerong thought. The process was quite quick and routine.

However, she didn't expect that just as she finished thinking this, Chujiu shook her head: "I haven't even said the words of refusal yet, and he interrupted me."

So she gave a brief account of what had happened.

Xiao Xuerong and Yang Wanqing sighed after hearing this: "Poor child."

"Then why did you fall in love with Xinglan later?" Xiao Xuerong asked again.

The ninth episode: "I just... saw his good side, fell in love with him over time, and then we experienced many things together, big and small, and I fell in love with him."

She spoke easily, as if she was talking about something very ordinary.

Xiao Xuerong pondered for a moment. Although Chujiu sounded relaxed, she didn't think it was as easy as he said.

But she didn't delve into it, instead she asked, "So you confessed to him later?"

"That's for sure." How could she be with him and marry him if she didn't confess to him?

Xiao Xuerong nodded, not realizing that there was anything wrong with what she asked.

After thinking for a while, a smirk gradually appeared on his face: "So... first kiss... huh?"

She didn't finish her words, but raised her eyebrows at Chujiu, and her meaning was obvious.

Chujiu was stunned for a moment, her cheeks slightly red, she cleared her throat and turned away her eyes: "Is this something I can ask?"

"Well... why not?" Xiao Xuerong blinked innocently. But she already understood what Chujiu meant.

He chuckled twice and asked, "Is this Xinglan's first kiss?"

Although this sentence contained a hint of sly smile, it also contained a certain seriousness.

Chujiu remembered something and lowered his eyes and smiled. After a while, he replied, "Yes."

"How can you be sure that it was his first kiss?" Xiao Xiao frowned, somewhat puzzled.

After a pause, he said uncertainly: "Did he tell you?"

Yang Wanqing and Xiao Xuerong also stared at her in confusion.

She shook her head and didn't give a direct answer. Instead, she said, "He has good male ethics."

Thinking of how naive he was back then, knowing nothing, she felt filled with guilt.

"..."

……

After a while, several people returned to the hot spring hotel.

Chujiu couldn't open the door without the room key, so he stood at the door and took out his cell phone to call Mo Xinglan.

The ringtone in the room rang, it was the clear and pleasant voice of a young girl: "Xingxing, your lovely and beautiful Jiuer is calling you! Xingxing, beautiful Xingxing, answer the phone! Beautiful Xingxing! Husband! Beautiful husband! Answer the phone, answer the phone quickly..."

Mo Xinglan, who was taking a shower in the bathroom, heard the phone ringing. He closed the valve and put on his bathrobe. He didn't even have time to dry the water or pick up his phone and walked straight to the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Chujiu, who looked anxious and worried. He was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What happened..."

"Star!"

Chujiu interrupted him with a soft shout, and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly. With a crying voice, she complained and worried: "Why didn't you answer my call? Woo... I thought... Woo... I thought your bone curse had taken effect, I thought you fainted..."

He was stunned when he heard this. He was originally angry because she had abandoned him before. But now seeing her like this and hearing these words, all the anger disappeared.

He sighed and patted her back gently, then lowered his head and looked at her and said softly, "I didn't answer the phone because I was taking a shower. The water was a little loud, so I couldn't hear it clearly. I realized it was you who came back, so I hurried to open the door for you."

He rubbed her head and said, "Look, I'm all wet and still dripping."

After hearing what he said, she raised her head from his arms and looked at him, just in time to see the water flowing along the hair that was sticking to his cheek toward his neck.

She pursed her lips, feeling a little scared, and held her head in his arms and sobbed twice, "Woo... You scared me to death, woo..."

He glanced at the open door, gently pried open her arms that were wrapped around his waist, bent down and picked her up, turned around and walked towards the bed. The door closed gently by itself.

During this time, he quickly dried the wet clothes on himself and Chujiu.

I put her sitting on the edge of the bed, squatted down and helped her take off her shoes.

It was still a little chilly in the early summer night. She wore slippers when she went out, and her snow-white feet were already freezing.

Mo Xinglan felt a little distressed when he touched her cold feet, and he sighed and picked her up again, letting her sit on the bed. He took out her pajamas and handed them to her, asking her to change her clothes.

Although he was familiar with every part of her body, he still turned his back and didn't look at her.

Chujiu took the pajamas, looked at him, then lowered her head to look at the pajamas. After hesitating for a moment, she started to change her clothes.

After a while, she changed her clothes and said goodbye to Mo Xinglan. Mo Xinglan then turned around and got on the bed, sat beside her, pulled the quilt to cover her, told her to go to sleep, and then lay down on his own.

Chujiu was not used to going to bed so early when he came to Earth. He glanced at the mobile phone that he had just placed on the bedside table.

She wanted to play with her phone, but the bed was against the wall, she slept on the inside, Mo Xinglan slept on the outside, and the bed was quite big, so it was difficult for her to reach out and take it.

She looked down at Mo Xinglan with grievance, and saw that he was also staring at her. His dark eyes looked particularly gentle under the light.

"What are you thinking about?" His tone was like an adult scolding a child.

She pursed her lips and looked at her phone: "I can't sleep."

"Can't sleep?"