Second Marriage with the Alliance Marshal

This night was extremely difficult for Ling Changfeng.

More difficult than last time.

He didn’t know whether it was because Xu Xinghe was too tired or sleepy, but he fell asleep quickly.

This time, Xu Xinghe was in good spirits.

With those big black and bright eyes open, he talked from literary poetry to the philosophy of life, from his childhood to his ideal retirement life. In short, he didn’t sleep.

“There were several big bad guys in the orphanage. One of them is a very annoying alpha, who always robs my things. I still remember him.” Xu Xinghe said with a small face.

“But there are also good people. When I first entered the welfare institute’s primary school, there was a good brother who helped me to grab seats at mealtime. Later, he was adopted by a family and went to another planet with them.” Xu Xinghe’s eyes became extraordinarily gentle at this point.

“Aunt Sophia is also very kind to me and takes good care of me. When I got sick several times, she took me to see the doctor. So after I graduated, I bought a house in the neighborhood next to her. This way when she’s old, I can also help take care of her.”

Ling Changfeng’s eyes moved, thinking of the vice president of the Seventh Welfare Institute who came to deliver medicine last time, vaguely remembering the kind-hearted woman.

He asked Xu Xinghe, “Am I good to you?”

Xu Xinghe was stunned, thought for a moment, and nodded.

“Then…” Ling Changfeng looked at him, his voice was low, but his tone was very soft, “Have you ever thought about growing old with me?”

Xu Xinghe was stunned. He looked at Ling Changfeng carefully, then said bluntly, “You don’t seem to need me to support you.”

Ling Changfeng: “…” There is no need.

Xu Xinghe thought for a while, and finally frowned and said: “It’s not impossible, anyway, I will definitely raise Xiaoqi until she’s old.”

Ling Changfeng: “…” His little spouse seems to have misunderstood what he asked.

“Speaking of life in old age–” Xu Xinghe said here, and suddenly became interested, wrapped in the quilt and moved forward, almost in front of Ling Changfeng, “I want to retire and go to the western suburbs. There is a small restaurant on the shore of Lake Baikal. It is open every other day, depending on my mood. When there are customers, I will cook them something to eat. When there are no customers, I will make a cup of coffee, bask in the sun by the lake, maybe read a book…”

Marshal Ling was silent for a moment, then moved back calmly – he can’t get too close to Xu Xinghe now, otherwise he really won’t be able to resist.

Then he said unhurriedly: “Then your restaurant may not make much money.”

Xu Xinghe didn’t care much about it. “It’s okay, after working at Ark until I retire, I should have a considerable savings. Enough for the rest of my life.”

His tone was a little smug, nodding his head unconsciously.

After fidgeting, he began to mutter to himself: “However, if there are really no guests, being the boss will be boring.”

After a pause, he continued to mutter to himself: “There won’t be no guests. Qi Zi1Lin Qi and them, and Ajia and them… must be my guests.”

Ling Changfeng’s brows moved slightly. Looking at Xu Xinghe with dissatisfaction, his tone was low and unpredictable when he spoke: “What about me?”

Xu Xinghe blinked at him: “Aren’t you going to open the shop with me? You’re my big cat.”

Ling Changfeng: “…”

Xu Xinghe looked at him expectantly, waited for a long time, but didn’t get the answer he wanted. Mouth shriveling, his eye darkened a little as if wronged: “You’re not with me?”

He asked again, with a hint of apprehension in his tone.

Ling Changfeng couldn’t refuse at all: “Okay, I’ll be with you.”

Xu Xinghe smiled contentedly.

A cute little dimple appeared on the left cheek.

The two were like this, chatting for a long time in the bed.

This time Xu Xinghe talked a lot more than before when he was drunk.

Most of the time, Ling Changfeng just listened to his speech silently, and then answered a few questions.

Occasionally asking questions is mostly trying to tease him. Seeing him frowning and thinking is very cute.

He enjoyed the quiet night by Xu Xinghe’s side, and the unreserved trust and attachment of his spouse.

But the problem is, after a long time, the evil fire that was finally suppressed came back again.

So weird.

Such a time, such a place, such a posture –

In the dead of night, two people lay on the bed, looking at each other and embracing each other, as if they could turn anything into a serious topic and discuss it.

Even if he doesn’t say anything, doesn’t do anything, and simply listens to Xu Xinghe’s soft and glutinous voice, feel the heat in his ears, it’s enough to make him unable to bear.

It’s like there’s a piece of tender and plump meat in front of him, dangling in front of his mouth. He can smell it and touch it, but he can’t eat it.

However, this piece of fresh meat still exudes an attractive and wonderful taste, constantly testing his willpower.

Ling Changfeng didn’t remember when he and Xu Xinghe fell asleep.

In the impression, he closed his eyes several times and moved back several times, but Xu Xinghe pushed back little by little.

Before falling asleep, he was forced to the side of the bed for a time, unable to retreat, and finally stretched out a finger and stuck to Xu Xinghe’s constantly moving mouth.

“Shh—” Ling Changfeng whispered, “Sleep.”

Xu Xinghe finally felt sleepy, and nodded dazedly: “Okay, no talking, go to sleep.”

When he opened his mouth to speak, Ling Changfeng’s index finger was still pressed beside his mouth, on his lips.

As he spoke, his soft and pliant lips brushed against Ling Changfeng’s finger, leaving a tingling sensation.

Ling Changfeng quickly withdrew his hand.

All of a sudden, he’s not sleepy anymore…

So, in the end, it Xu Xinghe fell asleep earlier.

That night, after getting drunk, Xu Xinghe slept very peacefully in the company of the faint ocean pheromones.

This stability lasted until the morning of the second day, when he woke comfortably in the bright midday sun.

Xu Xinghe, who had just woken up, moved his eyelids, but instead of opening his eyes immediately, he planned to squint on the bed for a while.

But when he wanted to turn over and stretch his body, he unexpectedly “hit a wall”.

There seemed to be a wall in front of him, and he subconsciously raised a finger and poked it.

The touch was warm, firm, elastic…

It felt very good, and it smelled good.

Xu Xinghe couldn’t help but poke again.

The next moment, a deep, forbearing, intriguing nasal sound exploded in his ears.

Xu Xinghe petrified on the spot.

What’s the situation??

He woke up instantly, and finally realized where the good smell was coming from.

He stiffly maintained the position just now, and began to close his eyes to recall everything that happened last night: the bottle of wine that had been preserved for 70 years, and the guarantee that he would “never get drunk”.

The more he recalled, the more exhausted he was, and the more frightened he became.

And after that?

He doesn’t remember.

He only knew that when he woke up, he and Ling Changfeng slept on the same bed again.

Although he was awake, Xu Xinghe squeezed his eyes shut, as if “out of sight” would make him “not upset”, so he wouldn’t have to deal with the subsequent mess.

Unfortunately, the person opposite did not give him this opportunity to escape from reality, when he said lightly: “Awake?”

Xu Xinghe: “…”

He had to open his eyes and start to face his bleak life.

A pair of mismatched pupils are looking at him faintly, with a bit of laziness after waking up.

Under the sunlight, the pair of eyes showed a gem-like blue and amber-like gold, as if they were drawn by the ingenious pen of the creator.

Ling Changfeng originally thought that after a tormented night like last night, his mental state after getting up this morning would not be very good.

Instead, it turned out that he embraced his little spouse and slept through the night. He woke up full of energy, and his eyes were also filled with a rare sense of contentment.

Ling Changfeng spoke calmly, his voice was flat and gentle: “Morning.”

Xu Xinghe’s face was dull. “…Morning.”

His head hurt, unsure how to deal with things.

And Ling Changfeng, who was just a stone’s throw away from him, looked at him at ease and didn’t even plan to get up and get out of bed.

 

How’s XXH gonna react? Dun, dun, dun…

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