Morning Star

Chapter 329: Inevitably Touching Sensitive Areas

This action made Mo Xinglan tremble uncontrollably, and his pale lips were tightly pursed.

Chujiu just looked up and glared at him, then grabbed his two hands, lifted them up, and let the wide red sleeves slide down his smooth wrists.

Looking down, I saw a shallow pink cut on his left wrist, which had healed a lot now.

If she had looked at it a little later, she wouldn't have been able to see the wound.

She looked up at him and saw that he still looked innocent, as if she had bullied him. She angrily threw his hand aside.

I turned my head away and was too lazy to look at him anymore.

Mo Xinglan looked at her with aggrieved eyes for a while, then lowered his eyes to look at the collar of her clothes that was torn by her, and raised his hand to slowly straighten it out.

Chujiu was silent for a while, took a deep breath, held it for a long time before exhaling, closed his eyes and asked in a slightly more relaxed tone: "What are those golden moving lights?"

She had some guesses in her mind but was not sure, and she also wanted to get his own answer.

I hope he won't lie to her.

The hand that was pulling the belt paused slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled: "Didn't I say...yesterday?"

"..."

She remembered his answer yesterday. He said it was medicine. But would she believe it? She didn't remember it yesterday, so she could still be fooled by him, but now he still wanted to deceive her.

She was unwilling to give up, and continued patiently: "Why is there spiritual energy floating on the blood? Why is it redder than usual?"

If she remembered correctly, her mother had taught her before. Her mother said that the heart blood is the essence of a person's blood, which is different from ordinary blood. The heart blood is redder than the blood in other places, and it has spiritual energy attached to it.

Every time he fed her the blood from her heart, she was unconscious or confused, so she didn't know what it was like. But now that she saw it and compared it with what her mother told her, she became more suspicious.

The reason for her suspicion was that there was a trace of golden light in it. She knew that his blood was different from others, so she was also confused about what the golden light was.

But she just couldn't believe him when he said it was medicine.

She just didn't believe that he could still cover up his lie after she had made it so obvious.

Thinking of this, she noticed that he hadn't answered for a long time, so she turned back to look at him and stared at him: "Why don't you answer?"

Her words were like a death warrant, causing Mo Xinglan's heartbeat to gradually speed up. His eyes flickered but they did not look at her face.

He opened his lips slightly and said hesitantly, "It was added...pills. It might be because of...pills."

Chujiu became even more furious and punched the cold bed angrily.

Mo Xinglan: “…”

He glanced at the hand that fell on the cold bed and tightened his hands on his legs.

Chujiu took a few deep breaths and suddenly laughed, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He was laughing because he was angry.

"Mo Xinglan, are you sure that I can't do anything to you?"

So he lied to her.

Did she really think he couldn't tell he was lying? When did he lie to her without hiding from her sight?

He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said no more.

He does have this kind of lucky hope.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Chujiu closed his eyes and took several deep breaths to regulate his emotions, trying to calm himself down.

After a long while, she opened her eyes and asked, "Why do you have to let me drink your heart's blood? Can't you just take your time?"

She was sure that he had probably fed her his blood every day during her coma. What did he think of her?

Mo Xinglan was not surprised that she guessed that she drank the blood from her heart, but he trembled with panic the moment she said it.

Then he thought of her words again and felt a little aggrieved and annoyed: "But you forgot about me."

Being forgotten by her was as terrifying as her leaving him. He couldn't accept it, not even for a moment.

Chujiu's anger, which he had suppressed with great difficulty, gradually rose again: "Do I want to forget you? I don't want to either!"

"But you remember things in that world, you remember your relatives and friends in that world, but you forgot me! You said you would not forget me!" He shouted back unwillingly.

Her eyes turned red: "Mo Xinglan, are you..."

But the roar suddenly stopped, she closed her mouth again, glared at him who was equally unwilling to be outdone, and took a few breaths.

The more you endure, the angrier you get, and the angrier you get, the more aggrieved you feel.

She was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so she reached out and grabbed his collar and pulled it in front of her, then pushed him hard onto the cold bed.

The cold bed was hard and made a dull sound as if it had been hit.

Mo Xinglan only felt a pain in his head, and then the things in front of his eyes went dark for a while before slowly becoming brighter.

And at this moment, the blood-red collar was once again ripped open by Chujiu.

She bit his left chest hard over the heart area as if on purpose.

"Ah, hiss..."

He gasped in pain, his cheeks turned red and white, and a trace of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. With his brows furrowed, he raised his hand to her shoulder and tried to push her away.

But he didn't have much strength to begin with because he had lost a lot of blood, and he just bumped into the cold bed, so he was still a little dizzy and couldn't push away at all.

Chujiu's bite was full of revenge and anger, so he bit hard and blood came out.

But I was still startled when I heard him cry in pain, because he never made a sound when he was in pain, let alone shout like that.

It can be seen that he was in great pain.

She quickly let go, not knowing whether to be angry or worried.

He said mercilessly: "Do you feel the pain? I let you lie to me! I let you make me angry! Why don't you just piss me off to death?"

Mo Xinglan: “…”

He tilted his head with his hands on both sides of his head, remaining silent and not responding to her.

He didn't say anything, so Chujiu continued, "You said I forgot you, but why didn't you say I forgot the Chu family, my parents, my brothers and sisters? Why didn't you say I dreamed about you? You only know that I forgot you. Do I want to forget you?"

As she spoke, her eyes turned red and tears fell drop by drop on his chest.

"Is there anything I can do? Can I control it? Woo…"

She finally leaned on his chest and burst into tears.

One hand knocked on the cold bed unwillingly: "Mo Xinglan, you are so annoying! Wuuuu... wow... you make me so mad! It's all your fault! I'm so angry that my head hurts... wuuuuu..."

Mo Xinglan: “…”

He feels aggrieved too, okay?

Even though he thought so, he still raised his hands and hugged her.

He patted her back gently: "I was wrong, Jiuer, don't be angry, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?" she asked immediately.

"..."

He fell silent and thought for a moment: "I shouldn't have lied to you, shouldn't have made you angry, shouldn't have doubted you."

Maybe, maybe, that's all?

Chujiu pouted and buried her face in his chest, wiping the tears from her face.

"Jiuer...don't...don't do this..." His body stiffened and he trembled a little.

She rubbed her skin against each other, so it was inevitable that she would touch sensitive areas.