Morning Star

Chapter 388 Oh my God, what did she do to him last night? ! !

She lowered her eyes to glance at the wine jug in her hand, then looked at him again, and suddenly realized: "Oh, my little beauty also wants to...drink? Don't worry, sister will feed you."

"I do not want."

Chujiu didn't listen to him at all. He picked up the wine jug and took a sip.

With one hand restraining his waist and the other holding the back of his head, he leaned over and kissed him on the lips, pouring all the wine into his mouth.

"Well……"

Mo Xinglan was forced to drink a mouthful of wine, and choked. He coughed for a while before recovering.

Seeing that he choked, Chujiu stopped feeding him wine, but he didn't make it easy for him either.

A pair of lustful almond-shaped eyes stared straight at his exposed chest as he struggled.

"Hey, hey, hey... so white..."

She lowered her head and sniffed his chest, her eyes suddenly lit up: "What a nice smell..."

As if the fragrance had lured him into being a little hungry, he took a bite.

"The ninth day, hiss..."

Mo Xinglan raised his hand and put it on her shoulder, trying to push her away. But instead of pushing her away, his hand was grabbed, making him unable to move.

His brows were furrowed and his eyes gradually turned red. He wanted to use his spiritual energy to push her away, but he was afraid of hurting her. She was so drunk that she probably didn't even know who she was or what she was doing, let alone be on guard.

Helplessly, I felt myself being picked up.

Chujiu waved his hand and swept all the wine jugs on the table to the ground.

With a crackling sound, the wine jug shattered to the ground.

Put the person in your arms on the table and let him sit. Smile at him foolishly: "My little beauty, you are mine..."

"You, what are you going to do?" He had a bad feeling.

She grabbed his shoulders with both hands, put away her smile and turned pitiful: "I'm hungry..."

"If you're hungry, go eat. Why are you arresting me?"

"I want to eat you, hehe."

"You uh..."

As soon as he said the words of regret, his mouth was blocked.

The aroma of wine filled his nose, making him a little drunk, and he was immersed in this random kiss.

The longer the time goes, the more confused my mind becomes.

A small white and tender hand unconsciously touched his body, sliding down inch by inch through his clothes and directly against his skin.

"Um……"

Mo Xinglan's body trembled slightly.

It wasn't until that hand touched the wound on the side of his lower abdomen that the stinging pain instantly woke him up. He frowned and raised his hand to push her away again.

Chujiu was caught off guard and was forced to end the kiss.

She was very displeased, puffed up her cheeks, grabbed his wrists, and pushed him hard onto the table.

The table was not very big, and Mo Xinglan's head was hanging outside, but even so, his back was hit pretty hard.

He just felt dizzy for a moment.

Before I could react, I felt a sharp pain in my chest and was bitten again.

I couldn't move my body and could only shout with my mouth.

"Chujiu, do you know what you are doing? Wake up!"

Chujiu bit and kissed him alternately and ignored him completely.

Mo Xinglan saw that what he said was of no use at all. No, it was irrelevant from the beginning.

He looked up at the top of the pavilion in silence, sighed, and said softly, "Jiu'er, can we not stay here? Let's go back to the house and do whatever you want, I'll cooperate with you, okay?"

Why not go back to the house and knock her out? Or should we knock her out now?

Just at this moment, Chujiu finally understood what he said, and said with a silly smile: "Hehe...Okay."

"..."

I understand this sentence. What a little hooligan.

So Chujiu couldn't wait to run to the bedroom with the disheveled Mo Xinglan in her arms.

But she was a person with poor sense of direction, and now she was drunk, so she had a very poor sense of direction. She just rushed forward without caring about anything.

Mo Xinglan saw that she was running towards the kitchen and sighed: "You are running in the wrong direction, go left."

"Oh."

So she turned to the right.

“……” He couldn’t tell left from right anymore.

He simply raised his hand and pointed her in the direction: "Over there."

Under Mo Xinglan's guidance, I finally returned to the bedroom.

Chujiu carried him to the bed, threw him onto the bed without any courtesy, and turned around to close the door.

Before Mo Xinglan could knock the man out, he was knocked down so hard that he saw stars and had to sit up by supporting himself on the bed.

I don't know where the slippers I was wearing had gone.

Chujiu closed the door and ran back, took off his shoes in no time, jumped onto the bed, and knelt between Mo Xinglan's legs.

Mo Xinglan stretched out his hand and pushed her away: "Go to bed."

"My little beauty, you belong to my sister tonight, hehe."

As she said that, she grabbed his hand and pushed him down onto the bed.

"..."

Mo Xinglan saw stars again. Although the bed was soft, it still made his head hurt.

Chujiu tied up Mo Xinglan's hands with a belt that he found from somewhere and tied the other end to the head of the bed.

"Chujiu, are you crazy? Let me go!" When he finally reacted, he was filled with anger and glared at her with bloodshot eyes.

Chujiu then noticed that his eyes had turned red. He looked at those eyes and blinked twice, liking the blood-red eyes very much.

Reaching out and caressing her, "Your eyes are so pretty, little beauty. They're as red as candy."

She said leaning forward and pressing her lips to his left eye.

Mo Xinglan subconsciously closed his left eye, thinking that she was going to bite him again, and quickly said, "Don't bite!"

However, it was only a light kiss and there was no bite as he thought.

It's a relief.

The kiss of lips moved slowly down from his eyes, across his face to his neck.

Mo Xinglan couldn't move his hands, so he could only use his feet. He raised his left foot and wanted to kick the man down.

But before he could kick Chujiu, he was held down.

She pulled his legs with great strength, as if they were being clamped in a pair of pliers.

"Little beauty is so naughty." She pouted, straightened up and looked at the big white leg in her hand and smiled, "So beautiful and white, hiccup."

Mo Xinglan: “…”

After Chujiu finished speaking, he lifted his leg, lowered his head and kissed the inside of his leg, and then took a bite.

Who made the leg smell so good that she couldn't help but want to bite it.

"Hiss! Chujiu!" Mo Xinglan took a breath and glared at her in anger.

The drunken girl ignored his anger.

After biting, she turned around and grinned at him: "The little beauty's legs are disobedient, so tie them up too, hehe."

"you dare!"

He roared and tried to pull his legs back, but Chujiu, who was stronger than an ox, saw that it was useless. In the end, his ankles were still tied.

Mo Xinglan's anger had reached the point of exploding, but his face was extremely calm, one could even describe it as cold and eerie.

Chujiu shuddered, a little scared, but the alcohol made him brave. He leaned over him and kissed his cheek, pouting: "Are you angry, little beauty?"

She kissed his lips again and assured him: "Don't worry, little beauty, I will be responsible for you."

Mo Xinglan was silent for a moment and then said coldly: "Chujiu, is it true that as long as he is a good-looking man, you will treat him like this and say that you will be responsible for him?"

Little beauty, little beauty, how harsh.

"Of course not, I... am only responsible for you, you are my... little beauty, nothing else is my fault." She giggled and rubbed his face.

"Then do you know who I am?" If she dared to answer that she didn't know, he would knock her out immediately.

Chujiu stared at his face, closed her eyes and nuzzled into his neck: "You are my star beauty, hehe, my...star...I like...stars the most...hehe, hehe..."

"..."

Finally, there was one sentence that satisfied him.

The anger disappeared instantly.

Chujiu felt that he was no longer angry, so he became bolder and started to act recklessly again.

"Star Beauty, I will be responsible for you."

Then she kissed him on the lips.

"..."

Mo Xinglan got the answer he wanted and stopped resisting.

Today seems to be the Lantern Festival, a day for family reunion, so she must be drinking because she is homesick. In this case, I will just let her do whatever she wants tonight.

……

The next day.

The sun is still shining warmly.

The two people in the room were still asleep for the first time.

The girl lay on the boy's abdomen, smacking her cherry lips. She seemed to have had a good dream. The hand on the boy moved and the corner of her mouth rose slightly.

Mo Xinglan woke up from his sleep, lowered his eyes and looked at the girl on his body. The scenes from last night flashed in his mind. His cheeks unconsciously became redder and redder.

This idiot was really annoying, he didn't care about the severity of his attack. He felt like all the bones in his body were going to break, and it really hurt!

At this moment, Chujiu suddenly opened his eyes, realized something and propped himself up.

But his hand slipped and he fell down again with a "bang".

Mo Xinglan was hit in the abdomen for no reason. He frowned in pain and broke out in a cold sweat.

Chujiu was not much better, with stars in his eyes. He took a deep breath, covered his head, and slowly stood up again. When he lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the skin in front of him.

The snow-white skin was covered with scratches, bite marks, and kiss marks. Slowly moving up along the scarred abdomen, all you could see was countless scars and bloodshot lines on the fair skin. Looking up again, the hands were still tied.

After glancing at the boy's innocent eyes, she lowered her head in guilt. She was afraid of seeing something she shouldn't see, so she deliberately tilted her eyes to look down.

The legs are okay. But why is one leg also tied up? ! !

Oh my god, what did she do to him last night? ! !

She thought she was just dreaming, but when she woke up she found out that the dream was real! !

"I...you..."

She hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Seeing his hands were tied, she lowered her head and said weakly: "I, I, I, I, I, I will help you untie it."

He untied the straps on his hands, then turned and untied his feet.

After a moment of distraction, she realized that he had been lying there. She hesitated again: "I, you, you...are you okay?"

Ah—what is she asking? !

Mo Xinglan gnashed his teeth: "..."

Not good! Not good at all!

Chujiu received his gaze, dodged his gaze, and swallowed. When she lowered her head, she found that her position was a little strange. She wanted to move aside, but she couldn't help but look between his legs. Then she saw the most embarrassing scene since she was born. But she just stared at it as if she was under a spell.

"it is good……"

"Shut up!"

As soon as he said this, he was shocked back by Mo Xinglan.

Mo Xinglan quickly grabbed a piece of rag beside him and put it on his legs, staring at her with red cheeks: "Don't look!"

The ninth day of the lunar month: "..."

She quickly turned her face away with a guilty conscience, propped herself up on the bed, stepped over one of his legs and went to the side. She couldn't help but recall what she had just seen.

She cursed herself for being a nobody and giggled foolishly. But she didn't forget that Mo Xinglan was still angry, so she didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Why are the stars smooth and pink? It's different from what she knew before.

Mo Xinglan glared at her, then slowly got up from the bed, turned his back to her and moved to the edge of the bed. He raised his hand to open the closet and took out a piece of clothing.

As he raised his hand, a strand of messy black hair slid down from his shoulder along his white arm and rested on his wrist, with some of it gently sticking to his back and stacked on the bed.

Chujiu looked up cautiously, and saw faint bloodstains on the fair back through the gaps between the messy hair, which looked like they were scratched by fingernails.

I looked down at my fingernails and saw a faint trace of blood hidden in the nail of one of my fingers.