Morning Star

Chapter 215 Xiao 9, I like you

Seeing that the two of them seemed to have returned to the way they were before, Chu Furong smiled knowingly.

Gao Yashan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chu Furong smiling, and interrupted Chu Jiu's angry expression: "Okay, okay, as long as everyone is okay."

Chujiu's anger finally dissipated, but he still didn't forget to glare at Mo Xinglan.

Mo Xinglan didn't care and smiled.

At this time, Zhuohua, who was looking here and there, ran over and pointed in a direction and said excitedly: "Over there, the betting has started. Let's go too."

"No, no, no, let's go." Chujiu's eyes lit up when he heard the bet, and he ran after Zhuohua as if his feet were greased.

"..."

Mo Xinglan's face turned cold shortly after he was happy, and he reached out to grab Chujiu's hand.

Chujiu was running so fast that he lost control of his feet when he was suddenly pulled, and fell into someone's arms in the blink of an eye. He looked up and asked, "What are you doing?"

Mo Xinglan frowned, sweat dripping from his forehead, and stared at her coldly: "What do you think?"

“……”How would she know?

She carefully looked at his expression, then looked at Chu Furong and the other two who had already walked away, sighed, turned around and glared at him: "Let's go."

After saying that, she supported him and slowly walked towards Chu Furong and the others.

He needs help and is so fierce. I don't know who is asking for help?

"..."

Mo Xinglan glared back at her and followed her.

After a while, the two came to Chu Furong and the other two, but unfortunately they couldn't place bets right after they arrived. Chu Jiu missed the opportunity and stared at Mo Xinglan with reproachful eyes.

Mo Xinglan turned his head and avoided her gaze, as if he didn't know.

"It's all your fault!" Chujiu felt so frustrated.

Mo Xinglan raised his eyebrows and looked at her two big eyes that were about to spit fire without flinching: "How can you blame me?"

"If you hadn't held me back just now, I would have been able to place the bet. Why don't you blame me?"

Mo Xinglan was so angry that he laughed: "If you had thought of pulling me along just now, you wouldn't have been delayed."

"You... humph!" She was angry but couldn't argue with him. She crossed her arms unwillingly and turned away, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Mo Xinglan smiled softly with his hands covering his lips when he saw her angry look. He came to her side and poked her shoulder with his hand: "It's just spirit stones. I have plenty. I'll give you as much as you want. If it's not enough..."

At this point, the smile on his face gradually fell, and looking at the expression on her face, he spoke softly with trepidation: "If it's not enough... I'll give myself to you."

Chujiu's face froze with anger, he looked up at him, then lowered his eyes, and the anger gradually disappeared.

After a long silence, she opened her lips and was about to reject him when she heard a chuckle beside her ear: "I'm just kidding."

Mo Xinglan's face was calm, but a trace of loneliness flashed through his eyes. He took out a storage ring and handed it to her, pulling the corners of his mouth to apologize and whispered: "Don't be angry, okay? This is for you, it's full of spirit stones."

Chujiu's eyes fell on the silver storage ring but he didn't reach out to take it. After a moment, he looked away, moved aside, turned his head away and whispered, "No need."

"...Why?" He looked at her in silence for a moment and asked.

Chujiu looked up at him and sighed, "I want to place my own bet. And you already gave me so many spirit stones last time."

"..."

He looked calm and said nothing more.

Chujiu didn't look at him either, but looked at the challenge stage.

The girl on the stage was wearing a blue-purple dress and holding a long black whip in her hand, waving it like she was dancing. Her curly hair fluttered in the air with her every move, looking both flamboyant and gorgeous.

On the ninth day, the pupils suddenly contracted.

Xiaoxiao!

He ignored the people around him and rushed towards the challenge stage.

"Jiu'er?!"

Not knowing why the person next to him left in a hurry, Mo Xinglan was slightly stunned. He reached out to grab her, but the person had already run out.

In a hurry, he raised his foot and was about to rush into the crowd, but because of the big movement, he pulled the wound. His face turned pale with pain, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably.

"careful!"

Fortunately, Gao Yashan rushed over and supported him, saving him from falling to the ground.

He was watching the competition with Chu Furong and Zhuo Hua at another arena. After the competition, he came back with Chu Furong to see if they were still there. As a result, he saw Mo Xinglan falling to the ground with a pale face. He screamed in his heart and dodged over.

He looked at him worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Mo Xinglan stared at the crowded crowd in front of him, looking for Chujiu, but he didn't see him. He tightened his fist at his side, his face gradually turning cold.

"Thank you." He pulled his hand away from Gao Yashan's and said lightly, then walked towards the crowd.

Gao Yashan raised his hand to hold him, but gave up halfway. He exchanged a glance with Chu Furong, and without saying too much, the two of them followed. Zhuohua had no choice but to follow.

After many obstacles, Mo Xinglan finally found Chujiu in the front row, and came to her side and stared at her with a gloomy face. Just when he was about to ask her why she left without saying anything, he saw her staring blankly at the stage.

He followed her gaze towards the ring.

The girl was wearing a blue-purple dress, with fair skin and brown hair curled into two ponytails at the back. She wore a blue forehead ornament decorated with a few ivory pearls on her braided braids.

Whether from the clothes, accessories or hairstyle, he doesn't look like a local, but more like someone from the prairie.

"Anything else?" The girl on the stage looked around and waited for a moment but no one responded to her.

She smiled disdainfully and said, "Why? Didn't you look down on me just now? Are you scared now?"

When she said this, Chujiu was even more shocked.

Too much like her, she and Xiao Xiao are too much like each other. Xiao Xiao also has curly hair, natural curly hair, white skin, and amber eyes. Whether it is the appearance, movements, or the tone of voice, they are very similar, they are simply the same person.

Xiaoxiao, is that you?

The girl on the ring seemed to notice her gaze and looked down. She was stunned for a moment, then her eyes suddenly brightened up. She smiled and pointed at Chujiu: "You, come up."

Chujiu came back to his senses when his name was suddenly called. He looked around and pointed at himself in confusion: "Me, me? You, you said, me?"

"Yes, it's you?" The girl nodded, came to the edge of the challenge platform, squatted down and looked at her with a smile, "Your name is, Chujiu, right?"

Chujiu was stunned for a moment, his eyebrows drooping slightly: "Yes."

Mo Xinglan beside her narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze moved back and forth between the two of them, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Chu Furong and the other two looked at the atmosphere among Chu Jiu and the other two with the expression of a bystander.

The girl's eyes lit up after hearing this, and her smile softened a little: "I saw your competition with that guy named Mo Yun the other day, it was great."

He paused for a moment, a hint of meaning flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Chujiu with a hot and gentle look: "Xiaojiu, I like you."

It seemed as if she had been waiting and thinking about this sentence for a long time before she could finally say it.