Morning Star

Chapter 205 I seemed to dream that I became a fool

She looked up at Mo Xinglan, wanting him to come and coax her, but she saw him standing there motionless, looking at her with a half-smile, as if he was waiting for something, and there was a smug look on his face.

"..."

She was stunned for a moment and sighed. Well, she was meddling in other people's business.

Pulling his gaze back to Chujiu, he said helplessly, "Okay, okay, you sleep with your star, I won't stop you, okay? Stop crying."

Not long after she finished speaking, Chujiu stopped crying, but she still sobbed from time to time as she hadn't recovered yet.

At this time, Chu Furong glanced at Mo Xinglan and then looked at her, her expression serious: "You can sleep together but you can't cross the line. And bathing, either you wash yourself or I help you. You can't let Xingxing help you."

When she said this, she looked up at Mo Xinglan. She knew that Chujiu didn't understand much at the moment, so she said it deliberately for Mo Xinglan.

Mo Xinglan raised his two dark eyes and stared at her expressionlessly. After a moment, he exhaled and turned his head away and said lightly, "You don't need to remind me."

He certainly knows what to do and what not to do.

Chu Furong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Chu Jiu again, smiling slightly and lowering her voice: "Xiao Jiu, do you want to take a bath by yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

Chujiu tilted his head and thought for a while: "Myself."

"Okay. But you can't wash here. You have to go back to your own room. I'll take you there and bring you back later. Okay?"

After listening, she looked at Mo Xinglan.

"Go." Mo Xinglan said softly with a smile.

Only then did Chu Furong pull her out of the door.

Chu Furong took her back to her room. She first helped her get some water and tested the water temperature. She put a set of clothes next to her, gave her the space, and turned around to walk in front of the screen.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no sound of water. I asked her in confusion if she had encountered any difficulties, and she replied that it was clothes.

I frowned, not quite understanding what she meant. After hesitating for a moment, I walked over to take a look, only to find that she didn't even know how to take off her clothes.

So she helped her take off her clothes, and even took her a bath. After the bath, she used her spiritual energy to dry the water off her body, and then put her clothes on. She took her back to Mo Xinglan's room.

At this time, Mo Xinglan had already finished his bath and was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for her.

Seeing Mo Xinglan, Chujiu happily ran over, threw himself into his arms and kept calling him.

Chu Furong stood at the door, sighing and shaking her head, helped close the door and left.

Even though Mo Xinglan's brows were furrowed in pain, he was unwilling to let her let go of him. Instead, he smiled and gently rubbed her head.

After a while, Chujiu finally let him go. She was so happy that her eyes curved with laughter. She looked up and said, "Xingxing smells so good."

"Jiuer smells good too." His eyes and brows were so gentle that they seemed to be able to ooze out water.

……

It was a cool morning in Piaomiao Domain in August, and a certain girl was still dreaming. I don't know what delicious food she dreamed about, she smacked her lips twice.

Mo Xinglan, who had already gotten up, sat on a chair beside the bed and looked at her with a smile on his face.

She is so cute even when she is asleep.

A smile appeared on his lips, and he reached out to brush away the loose hair on her face, then he couldn't let go and gently stroked her face from time to time.

Her face feels so plump that I can never get enough of touching it.

At this moment, she frowned unhappily, raised her left hand on the bed and slapped the culprit who was touching her face mercilessly.

In a flash, Mo Xinglan retracted his hand just as her hand was about to fall. Then a crisp sound rang out.

Chujiu slapped herself in the face, but she didn't wake up. Instead, she scratched her face a few times, blinked twice, and continued to dream.

Mo Xinglan: “…”

Did she mistake his hand for a mosquito?

After that, Mo Xinglan didn't reach out to touch her again, but just looked at her quietly.

After sleeping for a while, she seemed to have an unpleasant dream. She yelled angrily, "Ugh... the cake we promised you!"

At the same time, he turned sideways and slammed his hand hard on the bed, causing it to scream.

She suddenly opened her eyes, sat up with a bitter face and shouted: "Ah... it hurts... it hurts..."

After shouting, he blew gently on his hurt wrist.

Mo Xinglan, who was standing by, felt his heart tighten as he stared at the scene in a daze.

She is awake?!

This behavior is totally unlike her yesterday. Only a normal person like her would do that.

Chujiu blew for a while before noticing him. She tilted her head with a puzzled look on her face: "Why are you in my room?"

His body stiffened, and he lowered his eyes and chuckled to himself.

Why should I be disappointed? Isn't it good that she has come to her senses? She will come to her senses sooner or later anyway.

It seems like she doesn't remember what happened yesterday.

Really... don't remember?

"Hey, hey, Mo Xinglan, are you stupid?" Seeing him lowering his head expressionlessly and not replying for a long time, Chujiu moved to the bedside with a puzzled look on his face, bent over and raised his hand to wave in front of his eyes.

Mo Xinglan's eyelashes trembled and he looked up, and asked sarcastically, "Your room?"

"What?" She didn't react. After a few breaths, she finally understood and said subconsciously, "This is not me..."

She looked around: "It's not my room."

It's really not her room.

Then she asked again: "Then why am I in your room? What did you do?"

As she spoke, she crossed her arms in front of her and looked at him warily.

Seeing her actions, Mo Xinglan's face turned cold: "Did your brain get damaged? Are you stupid?"

I really don't remember. He can take a fool's words seriously. He is even more stupid than a fool.

Chujiu was stunned for a moment and then he began to ponder, muttering, "Now that you mention it, I seem to have dreamed that I have become a fool."

"..."Mo Xinglan's eyes paused for a moment, then quickly dropped again.

Oh, was it just a dream?

Chujiu shook his head and stopped thinking about the unlucky dream. Can it be auspicious to dream of becoming a fool? And he couldn't remember it.

I remembered why I was in his room, and what happened before I fell into a coma.

For a moment I didn't know what to say, and felt a little aggrieved.

She was punished by the system and forced by him.

Thinking back now, her head hurt so much that she felt like dying.

She let out a long breath and opened her mouth to look at him, but she closed it again. She realized that his complexion seemed to be much worse than before. Did he seem to be less energetic than before she fell into a coma?

Forget it, it’s better for her not to ask. He probably won’t answer anyway if she asks.

Chujiu didn't say anything else. He moved to the bed, got out of bed, put on his shoes, looked around and didn't see his clothes. He didn't intend to ask who changed his clothes. He stood up and left.

As a result, as soon as I took a step forward, my sleeve was grabbed.

"Where?"

Hearing Mo Xinglan's calm and hoarse voice, she turned her head and met his gaze: "Where else can I go? Back to my own room."

“……” He opened his mouth but no words came out. He lowered his head and slowly loosened his hand.

Chujiu frowned in confusion and turned to leave his room.

If she remembered correctly, she didn't seem to answer his question before she fainted. She was really afraid that if she stayed here, he would ask her to finish what she hadn't said at that time, and she would be in a dilemma. It was the first time she saw his expression at that time, and she still remembered it vividly.