Morning Star

Chapter 314 I will cherish your trust in me

The sudden bright light made the four pairs of eyes that had adapted to the darkness feel a little uncomfortable, and the two of them closed their eyes at the same time.

After a pause, Chujiu opened his eyes and looked at Mo Xinglan lying on the bed.

I saw him lying there comfortably with his head supported by one hand, a smiling face, and he had no awareness of having said anything wrong.

Her anger, which had not yet subsided, burned even more fiercely. She glared at him with gritted teeth, and uttered a few words between her teeth: "Mo, Xing, Lan, you are the thief!"

The last few words were almost shouted.

It was rare for her to see him sleeping so soundly. She thought he must be very tired, so she packed up carefully without turning on the light for fear of waking him up. He actually called her a thief. It would be strange if she wasn't angry.

Mo Xinglan was stunned for a moment by the yelling. After a moment, he curled up, covering his wound with one hand and his lips with the other, and then he laughed.

"Pfft, hahahaha..."

She is so cute like this.

He laughed so hard that cold sweat appeared on his forehead, but he didn't feel any pain and kept laughing.

Chujiu puffed up his cheeks and looked at him with a smile that looked like he deserved to be beaten. But thinking that it was rare to see him smile, and smile so happily, the anger in his heart immediately disappeared, but a trace of bitterness and worry emerged.

The corners of her mouth curled up gently, she slowly walked to the bedside, squatted in front of him and looked at him. She wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with her sleeves and whispered softly, "Okay, stop laughing."

She showed him the sleeve soaked with sweat from his forehead and said, "Look, you are sweating coldly and it hurts. If you laugh again, the wound will split open."

He stopped laughing, staring at her with gentle eyes but said nothing.

Seeing that he was staring at her without saying anything, Chujiu tilted his head and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

He opened his lips for a moment before saying, "Why are you packing?"

"Aren't we going to the Holy Lotus Demon Palace tomorrow? We'll be staying there for ten days. We have to prepare everything to eat, use and wear." She rested her elbows on her legs and held her chin with both hands.

"……Um."

After a while, he replied softly, his eyes never leaving hers.

She is so cute like this. He wants to hide her and not let anyone see her. This is his only one.

A pair of soft, long dark brown hair covered her small ears, and the loose hair on her face obscured her fair and tender face.

The black eyebrows curved into the hair, the big bright eyes blinked twice, and the long and curled eyelashes fluttered like flying butterfly wings, smart and cute.

The jade-like nose bridge connected to the upturned little nose that was frozen and a little red appeared crystal clear under the light.

A pair of moist cherry lips, with slightly upturned corners, are so charming that one would want to take a bite of them.

"Xingxing?" Seeing him staring at her without saying anything and seemingly in a daze, she tilted her head and called out softly.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly and he came back to his senses, and two blushes appeared on his pale cheeks. He lay flat on the bed, turning his head away and not looking at her.

He actually looked at her in a daze.

Chujiu thought he was feeling unwell, so he quickly got up and sat on the edge of the bed, supporting himself with one hand and stroking his right face with the other, and asked worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Do you want some hot water?"

Mo Xinglan: “…”

If drinking hot water worked, why would he still do this?

"You, don't look at me like that, say something." Seeing that he didn't speak again, she became even more worried.

The moist pink lips opened and closed, as if tempting people to commit a crime.

Mo Xinglan stared at her without saying a word. Just as Chujiu opened his mouth to ask another question, he raised his hands, one hand around her waist, and the other hand on the back of her head. With a force of his arms, he pressed her against him.

Seeing that his wound was about to be crushed, Chujiu was so scared that he pushed his arms on the bed on both sides of his head to avoid touching his wound.

"Well?!"

But just as he was about to speak, his mouth was blocked tightly.

My mind went blank for a moment, and by the time I reacted and tried to stand up from the bed, it was too late and I had no strength left.

While responding to the kiss, he cursed in his head.

They were both out of breath when they left, their hot breaths hitting each other's faces.

Chujiu took a long time to calm down, still a little out of breath: "Not...you, can you tell...the time?"

"Isn't Jiuer also immersed in it?" Mo Xinglan smiled proudly.

"You!" Chujiu was so angry that he couldn't speak. He puffed up his cheeks, snorted, and quickly stood up.

This guy is really getting more and more shameless.

I stood up and didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore. The lighting was not good and I didn't pack much.

"You take a good rest, I'll clean up."

Then he walked towards the cabinet.

"Jiuer." Mo Xinglan called softly and sat up on the bed.

Chujiu looked back in confusion, his face froze and he hurried forward to support him.

"Didn't I tell you to rest? Why are you getting up?"

"You should rest too. Let Shi Yuan clean up tomorrow." He held her hand and refused to let her go.

The two soft little hands were frozen cold, he lowered his eyes and frowned, holding one hand against his neck.

"Eh!"

Chujiu screamed and tried to pull his hand back, but he held it tightly, so he had to give up struggling.

I was so angry that I laughed: "Your way of warming people's hands is a bit unique."

He tilted his head, his eyes confused.

"Other people warm their girlfriends' hands by holding them in their palms and blowing on them and rubbing them. But you, on the other hand, just put them on your neck."

She leaned in closer with a teasing smile: "Hey, isn't your neck cold?"

"It's cold," he answered honestly, "but it's the fastest and most effective way."

Chujiu didn't expect him to answer honestly and was a little surprised.

Just as he said, my hands became warm in a short while.

Feeling the pulse beating under the warm skin in her palms, she stared at the white neck for a while.

The neck is a fragile part of the human body, and according to his personality, he should not put such a fragile part in the hands of others.

She lowered her eyes and looked at him seriously: "Xingxing, do you trust me so much?"

"?"

The incoherent words made him unable to react to what she meant.

After a moment's pause, he understood, his eyebrows softened and he smiled softly, "I believe you."

She was stunned for a moment, then she curled her lips and smiled, as happy as a flower.

She knew his past and how precious trust was to him. She would cherish him and his trust in her.

When I was happy, my mind got a little hot, and I knelt on the bed with my knees raised. My feet shook, and my shoes fell off, and I knelt in front of him.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to press a kiss to it.

"I will cherish your trust in me."

Mo Xinglan tilted his neck slightly, and his neck felt a little itchy from her kiss, and his heart also felt itchy.

Although he looked calm on the outside, he was very happy on the inside.

But he soon felt something was wrong and said unhappily, "You only value my trust in you?"

What about him? Doesn't she cherish him?