Morning Star

Chapter 183 Star Beauty

Mo Xinglan's heart was pounding as he watched, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. It seemed like this was not a bad idea.

After seeing this, Chu Furong sighed and gave up.

"Little girl, if you keep hugging him like this, boy Mo will die." The old shopkeeper raised the wine jug in his hand and pointed at Mo Xinglan.

Although he knew that he would not really die, if he did not speak more seriously, Chujiu might not listen.

It really works.

After hearing this, she looked up at Mo Xinglan. He had his eyes downcast and his brows furrowed. His face and lips were much paler than before, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

She loosened her grip a little, but didn't let him go. She looked at him with a pouty mouth: "My little beauty..."

"Let me ask you..." he interrupted her.

She tilted her head in confusion.

"Do you know who I am?" He looked at her slowly and seriously.

If she answered him that she didn't know, did it mean that as long as a person was good-looking, she would rush up to hug that person after getting drunk? If so, then in her heart, was he the same as everyone else?

He lowered his eyes and waited for her answer. He even expected her to answer with a hint of knowing.

But after waiting for a long time, she just thought about it, frowning from time to time, as if she didn't find him among the people she knew.

After a while, just when he was about to give up, she rubbed her head against his chest and said with a happy smile: "You are...um...you are...the star, hehe, you are the star. You are the star, the star...hehe...the beautiful star..."

He was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

Good thing she knew. No one else in the world would call him that except her.

Although the wounds on his body hurt more with each rub, he was very happy in his heart. Happy that she knew who he was, happy that she smiled and rubbed against him from time to time after knowing who he was.

But we can't let her continue rubbing, otherwise the wound will split open sooner or later.

The hand on her back was raised and gently stroked her head, with a soft look on his face: "Jiu'er, stop rubbing, let go, okay?"

She obediently stopped rubbing him, but did not let him go. Instead, she looked up at him with grievance.

He knew she didn't want to let go, he could tell from her expression, but if she continued to hold him like this, he would have to keep pulling at the wound.

"Jiuer, be good. Let me go and I'll give you candy, okay? Hmm?" He gently touched her head and spoke to her in a soft voice as if he was coaxing a child.

When she heard that there was candy, she let go of him and got out of his arms. She sat down obediently with her hands on her knees, looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to give her candy.

Mo Xinglan breathed a sigh of relief, and took a moment to take out a box without letting her wait for long. He opened the box, and inside was a bunch of orange transparent honey. This was the honey he had fed her to cheer her up when she was angry last time. After that, she often asked him for candy, and now there was only half a box left.

He picked one up and put it to her lips.

She obediently opened her mouth and took the honey in his hand, smiling so hard that her eyes curved.

The honey has a delicate taste and melts in your mouth after just a few chews. Chujiu finished one quickly.

"More, ah." She opened her mouth.

"..." He smiled softly, put the box on the table, and took another one from the box. He placed his right hand on the table to support his head, tilted his head and put the honey into her mouth.

She obediently closed her mouth and continued to eat candy.

At this time, Chujiu no longer had the heroic look he had just had when he was drinking, and only looked well-behaved and cute.

The four people who were drinking and eating saw this scene and admired Mo Xinglan. He was probably the only one who could make Chujiu behave so well after getting drunk.

Mo Xinglan fed Chujiu several pieces of honey in a row.

Chujiu finished eating and waited for him to continue feeding her, just like the previous times. However, what he waited for was Mo Xinglan putting the box away.

She pursed her lips and looked at him unsatisfiedly: "I want more."

Mo Xinglan put away the honey and raised his hand to gently stroke her head: "You can't eat anymore."

Seeing that she was still looking at him unsatisfied, he sighed: "Eating too much will be counterproductive, causing harm to the body and causing toothache. Do you want a toothache?"

When Chujiu heard him say that he had a toothache, he frowned and shook his head quickly: "Well, I don't want to."

"Then I won't eat today, huh?"

"Yeah." Chujiu nodded.

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes and looked at her obediently sitting facing him.

"Turn around and sit down."

"Oh." She obediently turned around and sat facing the table.

As soon as I sat down, I saw several bottles of wine on the table. Then I remembered that I hadn't drunk enough and wanted to drink more. So I reached out to take the wine.

But just as he was about to touch the wine jug, he was stopped by a hand.

Glancing sideways, it was the star she had mentioned.

She looked at him aggrievedly, indicating that she still wanted to drink, and made a pitiful whimpering sound: "Woo~"

"No more drinking." He pretended to be displeased.

He didn't know what would happen to her if he continued drinking, but he had a feeling that he might not be able to handle it. Besides, drinking too much alcohol was harmful to the body, and it was no joke.

She turned her head and looked at him eagerly: "No, I want to drink."

He pulled her hand back with a little force, and patiently coaxed her like a child: "Drinking too much alcohol will give you a headache. Jiuer, be good, don't drink anymore, okay?"

Hearing that it would give her a headache, she hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a look of pity. She sat beside him obediently, lowering her head, and staggered to look at the empty bowl in front of her.

In a trance, the empty brown bowl in front of me changed from one to two, then three, and then back to one, over and over again.

The more she looked at it, the more upset she felt. She didn't want the empty bowl to continue shaking. She raised her hands and held the empty bowl. The empty bowl finally stopped shaking, and she smiled with satisfaction.

After laughing for a while, she looked up at the people in front of her. She found that they were also shaking, and she shook her head in annoyance, but when she looked again, it seemed that they were not shaking anymore.

At this time, a white hand holding chopsticks appeared in sight.

She lowered her head and looked at the empty bowl in front of her. The pair of chopsticks just lifted up after placing a piece of meat in her bowl.

She looked up along the chopsticks with a dazed look in her eyes.

Just then, she saw the beauty looking at her. She looked at him lazily, pouting her moist little mouth. Her mind was empty, and she just wanted to look at him like this.

Seeing that she was looking at him and eating without using chopsticks, Mo Xinglan raised his left hand and gently touched her head: "What's wrong?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she followed his hand that was stroking her head and leaned her head and upper body against him as if she had no bones.

Afraid that she would fall, he had to put down the chopsticks in his right hand, put his arms around her and let her lean against him.

He lowered his eyes and found that the drunk girl in his arms had her eyes closed and her brows were slightly wrinkled from time to time.

This time she leaned obediently in his arms without making any noise or noise, with her eyes closed like a little rabbit that was tired of playing and fell asleep in its owner's arms.

"Are you sleepy?" He stroked her gently and asked softly as if afraid to scare her.

"..." She didn't answer but just rubbed her head gently in his arms in response.