Morning Star

Chapter 295 Birthday Cake

After thinking about it, he sighed.

Forget it, since today is a special day, I won’t bother with her.

He tidied her clothes and held her two little hands: "Come down."

"?" She tilted her head and got out of bed obediently, not knowing why.

Then he pulled her to the dressing table and asked her to sit on the stool.

He picked up the comb and combed her messy hair, tied it into two buns, inserted the hairpin he had given her before, and added a few hairpins.

As her fingertips fell, she gently lifted the pendant on her hairpin. Looking at the girl in the mirror, her lips curled up slightly: "My Jiu'er is so beautiful."

Chujiu turned around and stared at him in a daze: "Xingxing, are you upset by something? You must tell me if there is anything. Don't keep it in your heart, otherwise it will cause problems if you hold it in for too long."

Not only did he have to dress her, he also had to tie her hair late at night.

This person already has mental problems, and if something else goes wrong, she will be the one who suffers.

On the other hand, Mo Xinglan didn't expect her to think of this. He was slightly stunned, and touched her head with a smile: "What are you thinking about all day? Can't you think of something good about me?"

"Then why are you suddenly... doing this...?" She pointed to her hair.

He gently held her raised hand and hugged her from behind. He rested his chin on her shoulder and looked at her in the mirror: "Don't you like me like this?"

Chujiu's heart was even more panicked. She stared at him in the mirror and looked at him carefully for a long time. After thinking again and again, she tried to keep herself calm: "I like him."

What the hell is wrong with this guy?! So scary!

Little did she know that he could see the emotions on her face clearly.

After looking at her for a while, he put away the smile on his face, ignored her panic, and kissed her face instead.

He took out a black cloth and gently covered her eyes.

"Stars?!" Her heart trembled, and she exclaimed, a little scared.

He had already imagined several scenes in his mind of what Mo Xinglan would do to him.

But no matter what the scene is, she will be miserable.

Did she provoke him at some point? Did he want to kill her to silence her?

Is it in the morning?

The more she thought of Mo Xinglan's sinister expression in the morning and his urge to kill, the more scared she became.

As he imagined his tragic ending, his body began to tremble.

"Stars, stars, I, I..."

"Boom!"

"Ouch!"

The trembling voice was interrupted by a violent pear, followed by her cry of pain.

Mo Xinglan tied a knot behind her head with a piece of cloth in annoyance and pinched her soft face: "I'll take you to a place."

He took her hand and made her stand up, then nodded her head: "Don't let your imagination run wild anymore."

"Oh."

She pursed her lips and followed him.

What are you going to do?

Could it be that he was still concerned about what happened this morning and was looking for some way to punish her? Should she cooperate with him or run away?

But if I run away, he will be even angrier.

Forget it, forget it, I'd better just cooperate with him.

Woohoo... Who made him a wounded soldier? His body is easily damaged by anger.

While thinking in his mind, he walked under the guidance of Mo Xinglan.

After a lot of random thoughts, I didn’t know how far I had walked.

"Watch your step," he warned.

He pulled her up the stairs slowly.

After walking a few steps, he held her shoulders and said, "Sit down."

She obediently sat down slowly with a little tentativeness.

As soon as he sat down, the black cloth covering his eyes was removed, and a faint light shone into his eyes through his eyelids.

She slowly opened her eyes to see what he was doing.

But the scene before her made her stay where she was.

A cake with a diameter of twenty centimeters was placed in front of her.

A tiny flickering candle was stuck in the middle of the cake.

The dim candlelight covered the surrounding cream, which should have been white, with a layer of gold.

The cake was topped with her favorite snow fruit slices.

After a long while, her brain still couldn't react. She looked at him sitting on the left and pointed at the cake: "This, this, you, you made it?"

"What else?" He supported his chin with a smile on his lips, his expression gentle but also with a bit of boasting and expectation.

"Oh my God!" Chujiu stared at the cake in front of him in disbelief, muttering, "How... can you also make a cake? Oh my God, how did you do that? Oh my God!"

She simply couldn't find words to describe how shocked she felt at that moment.

Mo Xinglan felt unhappy after listening to her sighing for a long time without a single word praising him.

He coughed twice and reminded, "Don't you have anything else to say?"

"Ah?" She turned her head to look in confusion.

She blinked her almond eyes twice and pointed at the cake: "Why are you making a cake?"

Mo Xinglan: “…”

Just ask this?

He stared at her with eyes flashing with resentment, and after a while he sighed and said, "Didn't you say that you would eat this for your birthday at your house? Don't you... like it?"

He spoke a little unnaturally, his eyes dodging the whole time.

"Birthday?" She muttered to herself woodenly. The next moment her eyes lit up, and were quickly covered with a layer of mist.

What he said unintentionally on the Mid-Autumn Festival, he not only remembered it, but also did it.

She raised her hands to cover her lips, and said with a smile while she was moved to tears: "Woo... stars..."

She herself had forgotten about her birthday.

If it were in the past, she would definitely not forget it. Not only would she not forget it, she would remember it the most clearly.

But since she came to this world, she had no extra thoughts to think about this and had completely forgotten about it.

Seeing her crying and laughing, his expression froze, and he hurriedly reached out to wipe her tears, and asked worriedly, "Why are you crying again?"

Just as I had finished wiping away half of my tears, she suddenly hugged me tightly.

But gently and carefully.

He froze in place, not daring to move. After a while, he gently put his arms around her, patted her back to comfort her, and said in a very gentle voice, "What happened?"

"Wow...Xingxing, you are so nice, woo...why are you so nice? How can you be so nice to me?" she said while crying.

Warm tears flowed down his neck into his chest, warming his heart.

Finally I knew why she was crying.

He stroked her head and said, "Stupid, didn't you say that I'm the only one you have in this world? If I don't treat you well, who will?"

"Yeah." She nodded with a tearful voice, and then rubbed it again, "Stars are the best, I like stars the most."

The corners of his mouth slightly raised: "What about the reward?"

"Hmm? Reward?" Her tears suddenly stopped.

She loosened her arms and stared at him in confusion, as if she couldn't understand why he wanted a reward.

He tilted his head and blinked twice.

Little did he know that Chujiu would become obsessed with it.

After a moment, she held his face, stood up slightly, bent down and kissed his left eye.