Morning Star

Chapter 313 Why do you steal even your own things?

Although everyone knew that she was Mo Xinglan's future wife, she was a human being after all. Humans and demons could not coexist, and this was a very serious problem. Moreover, she was only his future wife and had not yet married, so could she be considered as such? Wouldn't it cause public outrage?

After thinking for a moment, he expressed his worries: "But I am a human after all. There is already a serious conflict between humans and demons. If I accompany you, will it cause public outrage? At that time, it will affect your prestige as the Demon Lord."

"They don't dare." He closed his eyes and his voice was weak.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her: "Or do you not want to?"

Chujiu was stunned and found that he was particularly sensitive today.

Then she smiled helplessly, raised her head and kissed his neck: "I think so. I want to be with you."

"Really?" He didn't quite believe it.

Chujiu's lips curled up as if she had thought of something. With a sly smile, she lifted a strand of hair from his chest and twirled it around her fingertips: "Of course it's true. Isn't it true that he can't wait to be with Xingxing?"

As she spoke, she placed her right fingertips on his collarbone and slowly and leisurely brushed them, "Why don't you want to take a live beauty bath?"

After he finished speaking, he pursed his lips again, with a look of regret: "I didn't see it clearly last time in Piaomiao Domain, I won't let it go this time."

Ah! What kind of lewd words is she saying? But she really wants to... hehehe...

Well, she admitted that she was an LSP. But it was not illegal to look at her own man, and no one cared about her here.

But, he is underage...

Is she too beastly?

Mo Xinglan paused after hearing this. He glanced at the disobedient little hand but did not stop it.

He didn't hate her touch, he liked it.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he whispered in her ear: "Okay, when the time comes, Jiuer must...watch carefully."

His voice was as gentle as the breeze, and he was so tired that his voice was a little weak, and he spoke each sentence in several parts.

Although he didn't do it on purpose, it sounded different to Chujiu's ears.

Her ears gradually turned red, and her previous momentum faded. She rubbed her ears, which were a little itchy and hot because of him.

"Don't, don't talk in my ear."

I can't stand it!

"Hmm..." His tired eyelids began to twitch intermittently and he uttered a soft sound in his throat with a fuzzy consciousness.

But to Chujiu, this voice sounded more powerful than the previous one, and her heart began to beat wildly again.

Ah——I know he didn’t mean it, but it’s really good…

If he wasn't injured, she would have just pressed on him and made a scene.

While I was daydreaming, I could hear the sound of even breathing.

Staring at his paper-pale face, her chaotic thoughts stopped.

The sweet scent that belonged to him was all around.

She sniffed and cautiously shrank into his arms.

She found a comfortable position and curled up without moving, then tilted her head back and stole a kiss on his white chest.

"Um……"

Mo Xinglan's long eyelashes trembled as if he felt her kiss, and he lowered his head and hummed softly.

Chujiu was so scared that he immediately closed his eyes and dared not move.

After waiting for a long time but nothing happened, I quietly opened my eyes a little and looked at him. I was relieved to find that he was not moving and was sleeping soundly.

She nestled quietly in his arms, thinking about what had happened in the past few days, and what things she should bring with her to the Holy Lotus Pond when she accompanied Mo Xinglan.

As I thought about it, my head began to feel dizzy, and my nose could smell his unique sweet scent.

Perhaps he really raised her like a pig. She eats when she wakes up and sleeps when she eats.

However, Chujiu didn't know that the reason why she felt sleepy was not only because of the sweet fragrance of Mo Xinglan, but also because of the instability of her soul caused by Mo Xinglan last night. It was also because of the instability of her soul that she would have a headache from time to time.

As the sky darkened, a thick layer of snow covered the roof.

Chujiu smacked his lips twice in a daze and woke up from hunger.

The little head cautiously poked out from the arms of the sleeping boy beside him and took a look.

The light from the corridor outside shone through the window, illuminating the originally dark room dimly.

She lay in the boy's arms in a daze for a while, then suddenly remembered something, climbed out of bed on tiptoe, put on a thick layer of clothes and got out of bed. In the dim light, she rustled and packed her things.

The small black shadow squatting there looked like a thief who had done something bad.

After cleaning for a while, my stomach started to growl.

He kneaded it for a while before stopping and taking out a sugar-filled bun from his storage ring.

I wanted to ask someone to cook some food, but after looking at the sky outside and the person sleeping soundly on the bed, I gave up.

Fortunately, she usually has the habit of storing food, otherwise she would have starved.

After eating two big steamed buns, he became full of energy again. He squatted down and continued to grope around... and pack things.

The boy who was sleeping soundly on the bed frowned, as if he had a bad dream. He moved his hands slowly in his dream, always feeling that something was missing.

His consciousness gradually became clear, and he closed his eyes and used his left hand to feel the mattress in his arms for something.

The next moment his eyes suddenly opened, filled with fear.

He looked in his arms to confirm that there was nothing there. He opened his lips and was about to stand up and call for help, but suddenly he heard a "clang" sound, and stopped moving and the words that were about to come out of his throat.

He looked towards the source of the sound with suspicion, and saw a small black shadow carefully holding a stool like a thief. He breathed a sigh of relief, but was speechless again.

Why didn't she tell him when she got up? What was she doing up late at night?

She seemed to be holding a bag and packing something.

At this moment, with these cautious movements, in this dark scene, everything added up makes her look like a thief.

In the dark night, he propped up his head with one hand, and looked at the little black shadow with interest with his dark eyes: "Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night? Are you a thief?"

The little black shadow was startled by this sudden sentence. He trembled immediately and stood there stiffly for several seconds.

She turned around like a wooden man and looked at him sheepishly: "Did I... wake you up?"

"No." He simply replied with one word.

In the dark night, through the light from the window, his eyes fell on the bag she was holding, and he said with a smile: "Can't I afford to support you? Why do you even steal my own things? Huh?"

"Steal?" She was confused.

She blinked her big, bright eyes twice and recalled what he had said to her since she woke up.

Mo Xinglan didn't remind her, but stared at her with a smile on his face.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...

Wait, he said... thief? Steal?

He finally reacted, closed his eyes, raised his fist, and gritted his teeth. He took a deep breath, strode to the table, and slammed the bag in his hand onto the table.

At the same time, the lights in the house lit up, illuminating the furnishings in the house clearly.