Morning Star

Chapter 233 Beauty looks better barefoot

"I never thought I would see her again. Because it's too unrealistic. But I met her in this world, and I know she is still alive and well. I am very happy. How sad I was when I saw her leave, how happy I was when I saw her again."

He thought of something and smiled bitterly: "I've already lost her once. Even though some things have changed in the past three years, I don't want to see her die in front of me again."

She paused and spoke with guilt: "I was very angry and scared when I found out that you wanted to kill Xiao Xiao that night. I was afraid of seeing her die in front of me again. So I got angry and lost my mind."

"..." Mo Xinglan still had no expression on his face, his expression was calm, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes. He was like a puppet, sitting there motionless.

Chujiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly sat up straight, raised his eyes, looked at him seriously, raised his hand, pointed three fingers to the sky: "But I promise to tell you first if I have anything in the future. I won't be so impulsive anymore, and I won't hide from you anymore. If you can't do it, then, punish me, punish me, then..."

He was so confident before, but now he gets scared and becomes dispirited when talking about punishment.

After hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Just let the thunder strike you, then..."

"Enough." Before he could finish the oath, he was interrupted by Mo Xinglan.

He raised his hand and slapped her swearing hand away, saying lightly: "Don't swear randomly."

After a moment of silence, he took a long breath, looked up at her, and said softly, "I don't need you to promise me anything."

Chujiu put down his hand obediently and looked at him expectantly: "Then please don't be angry for now, okay? You see, I know where I was wrong. Then, if I want to change, I must show it from my future actions. You, you should forgive me first, and if I do it again in the future, you can be angry again, okay?"

She lost her confidence at the end. What kind of twisted logic is this? Only she can come up with this.

"..."

He just stared at her in silence.

After staring for a long time, Chujiu felt a little uncomfortable, his eyes dodged, and he raised his hand to touch his face: "Is there something on my face?"

"Nothing." He looked away and said softly.

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

She lowered her head, put her hands down, and nervously fiddled with the hem of her skirt on her legs.

Alas, it feels good to be impulsive for a while, but you will regret it later!

And she is not happy when she is impulsive.

Big loss!

Just when she was regretting deeply, a cold voice sounded in her ears.

"hand."

"Hmm?" She raised her eyelashes and looked at him, meeting his calm eyes.

Thinking about what he just said, she looked at her hands and hesitantly raised them in front of him.

He lowered his eyes and reached out to grab her wrist, resting his fingertips lightly on it.

Chujiu: “?”

Why did he suddenly feel her pulse?

Confused, I remembered what Zhuohua had said before.

Suddenly her face turned red and her mind started to wander.

Why did he feel her pulse? Could it be, really, really...

No way!

Don't scare her!

Mo Xinglan noticed her excitement and glanced at her indifferently. He ignored her blushing face and let go of the hand that was taking her pulse.

A hint of solemnity flashed across his eyes as he lowered his eyes.

Chujiu saw him loosen his wrist and looked at him nervously: "You, what did you show?"

He pursed his lips and was silent for a moment: "Stop practicing for the time being. Get more rest, avoid spicy and fried food, and avoid staying up late..."

He paused, a sly look flashed across his eyes, and he said in a calm and serious tone, "Eat less sugar."

After she and Mo Yun finished the challenge, he had intended to regulate her body, but she avoided him every day, and coupled with the poisoning, her health became worse than before.

Chujiu became more and more depressed the more he listened. He raised his hand weakly with a bitter face and said without any confidence: "I, I have something to say."

He glanced at her briefly.

"If you ask me to avoid staying up late, I can do it, but avoid fried and spicy food. Can you change 'avoid' to 'eat less'?"

She pursed her lips, as if she was about to cry: "Also, what does this have to do with sugar? Can you stop eating less sugar?"

As she said this, she made a crossing out motion with her finger.

Mo Xinglan remained unmoved: "Are you the doctor or am I the doctor?"

And you dare to bargain with him.

"..."

She pursed her lips and trembled, carefully stretched out her two small hands to hold his right hand, and looked at him pitifully: "Xingxing, please have pity on me. Life is not spicy at all, like a child without a home, one less candy every day, and the future of life is bleak."

She kept chattering away, leaving him stunned. He quickly pulled his hands out of her claws and said disdainfully, "You live just to eat?"

As soon as the words fell, Chujiu immediately became serious and said solemnly: "Of course not, I live to eat... Of course not, I eat to live."

"..."

Did he just hear something?

After Chujiu finished speaking, the room suddenly became quiet, with only two pairs of eyes staring at each other.

After a moment of silence, Mo Xinglan looked away and said calmly, "It's up to you."

He couldn't control her, so why should he?

Thinking that the elixir had not been packaged yet, he slowly got out of bed.

Chujiu quickly stood up and reached out to help him.

After he sat on the edge of the bed, I squatted down to get his shoes: "I'll help you put on your shoes."

Mo Xinglan frowned irritably, then slowly stood up by holding onto the bedpost: "No need."

She was stunned after hearing this, and her eyes fell on a pair of jade feet next to the shoes.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, it turns out that good-looking people even have beautiful feet.

Why isn't he wearing shoes?

Would you rather walk barefoot than have her help?

However, beauties look better barefoot. Hehehehe...

Mo Xinglan didn't bother to pay attention to her. He glanced at her and slowly walked towards the table.

After he sat down slowly, Chujiu came over, took a stool and sat down, propping up his head and looking at him.

After looking at him for a long time, I began to admire his face.

Mo Xinglan was getting a little impatient with her staring at him like this, and glanced at her lightly: "Have you seen enough?"

She bit her lower lip, looked away with a wronged look, not daring to look at him again.

He is so fierce. How did she offend him?

When Mo Xinglan found that she didn't look at him, he became even more annoyed. He turned his gaze away and continued to pack the elixir in boredom.

After that, although Chujiu was afraid that he would be angry, he would still look at him from time to time.

He asked her to stop practicing, and she had nothing to do. She knew a lot of his spiritual medicines and herbs, but she could only name them, and she didn't know most of their effects.

She wanted to ask, but was afraid that he would find her annoying, let alone help him.

This continued for the next few days. One day, he saw that she was really bored, so he asked her to boil medicine.

But as soon as she left, he became upset and called her back. As for who would make the medicine, it could only be left to Zhuohua, who had nothing to do all day.

So Zhuohua took on the task of boiling the medicine, but Zhuohua himself was also happy to do so, as this way he could stay with Mo Xinglan for some time every day.