Xu Xinghe felt that even when he was faced with choosing a topic for his graduation thesis, he had never been so entangled as he is now.
He has been staring at the search engine for more than two hours, but he still can't choose a suitable birthday present.
There is no way, Ling Changfeng doesn't lack anything, and he doesn't have any special hobbies, so ordinary gifts are hard to satisfy him.
But this was their first birthday together after all, and he wanted to leave him a special surprise.
"Why is it so hard to choose a gift? Give me some advice, Xiaoqi." Xu Xinghe rubbed the fluffy cat's head in his arms with a sad face.
"Meow~" Ms. Xiaoqi yelled innocently, then rolled sideways, successfully broke free from the clutches of her master, and happily ran out of bed.
Xu Xinghe: "..."
This kindness looks like he is going to find a boyfriend.
Xu Xinghe sighed resentfully: "Xiaoqi, you can't do this. Men don't know how to cherish things once they get them, not to mention the intimate tricks between young lovers will soon get tired of it. You and Aaron want Only by maintaining that indifferent state, playing hard to get..."
He told his beloved cat earnestly, but when he turned his head, he saw Ling Changfeng appearing at the door in a straight military uniform.
Xu Xinghe: "..."
The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.
He quickly closed the search page of Guangnao, turned over and got out of bed, laughing, "When did you come back? No one notified me anyway."
As soon as Marshal Ling returned to the mansion, he went upstairs non-stop to find his little spouse without even taking off his coat.
Then I heard the other party talking about love experience to a cat.
Xiao Qi shook her fluffy tail, obediently rubbed against the marshal's feet, raised her head and called out "meow meow" to her new feeder.
Ling Changfeng knelt down and rubbed Xiao Qi's head, then raised his head and said to Xu Xinghe, "I told them not to disturb you, He Han said you locked yourself in the room all afternoon, what are you doing?"
"Isn't this accompanying the cat?" Xu Xinghe was inexplicably guilty, so he smiled embarrassingly.
Ling Changfeng looked at him, then at the cat, got up and brushed the corner of his clothes, nodded casually and said: "Well, I don't see that you have a lot of experience in love, and you can guide Xiao Qi."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
The two have been together for a while, but they have never communicated with each other about their emotional experiences.
Xu Xinghe knew that Ling Changfeng had zero love experience—the last time he accompanied him to a class reunion, he heard his old classmates tease him like this.
But Ling Changfeng didn't know that his own emotional experience was also blank.
Xu Xinghe opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
But I also felt that I couldn't hold back my face by explaining it in such a hurry.
So he just said vaguely: "It's not necessary to have experience in this kind of thing, it's the same for friends around you who have experience..."
Ling Changfeng looked at him, and gave a noncommittal "hmm".
Xu Xinghe felt hairy all over his body when he looked at him, and his eyes flickered involuntarily: "Why? If you want to know about my love history, just ask..."
"I don't want to know." Marshal Ling shook his head calmly, as if he didn't care about it.
Now Xu Xinghe was unhappy: "Why don't you want to know?"
Shouldn't normal couples care about each other's emotional experience?
Ling Changfeng observed his expression, an imperceptible smile floated in his eyes, but he remained calm on the surface.
He suddenly took a step forward and approached his little spouse.
The clear sea breeze that belongs to him instantly blows through every corner of the room, and the possessive desire in the pheromone can be seen at a glance.
Xu Xinghe was startled by his sudden approach, but he didn't hide back.
He had just experienced a temporary mark, and when he was still sensitive to the alpha breath, he was gently teased by the pheromone in the air, and his face turned red all of a sudden.
Ling Changfeng looked down at his lover's flushed cheeks, and thoughtfully said: "Staying away, playing hard to get?—It seems to be useful, I have learned."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
He stretched out his fist and lightly hit the chest on the other side, and said in a muffled voice, "Go away. I was talking about young lovers, are we still young lovers?"
Ling Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at him calmly: "Then what are we?"
Xu Xinghe stared back: "What do you think? They're both old couples!"
Marshal Ling nodded in agreement, quite satisfied with the answer.
He leaned over and gave his lover a hug.
This cat has been so clingy lately, Xu Xinghe just thought he was a mark, and the energy hadn't passed, so he hugged him cooperatively for two seconds, and then pushed him away: "Take off your coat first, isn't it hot?"
Alpha, who had already tasted the sweetness for the first time, obviously didn't have enough hugs, so he took off his coat and put it on the sofa.
Going back to find his Omega again.
The next moment, a red envelope fell out of his coat pocket.
"What is this?" Xu Xinghe asked curiously.
But before he could read the words clearly, Ling Changfeng quickly picked up the envelope, and stuffed it into the inner layer of his coat.
Such an act of concealment made Xu Xinghe even more curious.
Facing his lover's probing and suspicious eyes, Marshal Ling straightened his collar without blushing and heartbeat, and explained in a calm manner: "It's nothing, a confidential list."
Hearing this, Xu Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly: "Damn! You never bring home military secrets, let alone a list of secrets in such a flamboyant red envelope? I think there are love patterns printed on it!"
When Xu Xinghe said this, he suddenly tilted his head to look at Ling Changfeng, touched his chin and said, "It can't be a love letter from another Omega, right?"
Ling Changfeng: "..."
"No, it's really just a list." In order to dispel his lover's doubts, Ling Changfeng took out the red envelope again, but he didn't take out the list inside and the outrageous blessings written by Qin Yuan, just holding the cover Dashing in front of Xu Xinghe's eyes, he said with a normal expression: "I will not let you see the date of my birthday date, and I will give you a surprise when the time comes."
Xu Xinghe blinked: "Didn't you just say last night that when you go to Georges Grolet restaurant on your birthday, your old classmates will also come to celebrate your birthday?"
"That was lunch." Ling Changfeng explained, "They left in the afternoon, and there will be only the two of us for dinner afterwards."
"Oh." Hearing what he said, Xu Xinghe didn't ask any more questions.
He naturally raised his hand to help Ling Changfeng remove a strand of cat hair rubbing against his cuff, then clapped his hands and said, "Then let's go downstairs for dinner. I was going to be cooking tonight, but I'm busy this afternoon... Roll Cat, just forget, tomorrow, what do you want to eat? I will make it tomorrow night."
Xu Xinghe finally decided to give Ling Changfeng a birthday present, which was a memoir album written by himself.
It records their first date, first confession, first kiss...
And the things he wanted to say, but couldn't say in the end.
Xu Xinghe thought that they still had a long way to go, but they saw a lot of scenery along the way, and the initial scenery might gradually fade away.
So he wanted to do something to record the initial beauty of the two.
So many years later, when they read the manual together, will there be any different touches
Xu Xinghe has never realized that he has such a desire to express himself.
It took him two days. Whenever Ling Changfeng went to work, he would quickly go back to the room and turn on the optical brain, sitting in front of the screen and typing on the keyboard with ten fingers.
It felt like returning to college, the passion when I actively stayed up late for a topic project I was interested in.
After two days of rushing to work, he finally sent the electronic version of the manual edited by himself to the manufacturer recommended by Qi Lier, and asked them to expedite the production and express delivery to ensure that Ling Changfeng himself could receive this manual on his birthday. Gift.
Time soon came to December 28, Ling Changfeng's birthday.
The estimated delivery time of the gift is this morning. Since the private courier can't be sent directly to the officer's villa area, it can only be placed at the designated delivery point outside, so Xu Xinghe also specially asked He Han to send someone to pick it up early in the morning, and must keep it from Ling Changfeng, and surprise him later in the evening .
And Xu Xinghe himself secretly bought a red ribbon and colored paper, planning to decorate it himself after receiving the memory booklet.
As a result, on the morning of the birthday, the surprise was not received, but the shock came—
The birthday present he carefully prepared for Ling Changfeng was actually blocked on the road and he couldn't make it through!
When Xu Xinghe came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, he suddenly received this news. It was like a bolt from the blue, his feet slipped, and he was about to fall forward.
A big hand suddenly stretched out from behind, grabbed his waist, picked him up and stabilized him, and said helplessly, "You can fall on flat ground."
Xu Xinghe stood still in shock, thinking to himself, it's over.
Before going to bed last night, I told Ling Changfeng with a smile that I had prepared a birthday surprise for him.
What should we do now
Can a surprise that cannot be delivered on the birthday be called a birthday surprise
Thinking of this, Xu Xinghe's delicate and handsome face almost wrinkled.
But when he looked up and saw his lover's gentle eyes, he quickly calmed down and returned to his usual smiling face.
After all, today is Ling Changfeng's birthday, no matter what, we must spend it with him happily first.
As for the gift, why don't you think about it again, give something today to deal with it, and wait for two days to make up the memoir
At eleven o'clock in the morning, the two packed up their things and set off.
At noon today, Marshal Ling entertained guests in the sky VIP club of the Georges Grolet restaurant. Apart from him and Xu Xinghe, several alumni of the First Military Academy and their wives attended the banquet.
Xu Xinghe has seen these people before, so there is no special psychological burden.
The military vehicles were speeding all the way above the city, shuttling through the snowflakes in winter. In the end, it drove along a specific track into the secret banquet hall floating in the sky.
This is the second time Xu Xinghe has come to the upper floor of the Georges Restaurant. Unlike the scenery seen on the night of the first snow, the scenery here during the day is even more shocking.
The city stretching for thousands of miles became vivid and clear, like a vast and boundless dynamic picture scroll, every stroke was filled with all kinds of beings, spreading mightily under his feet.
And he was in the sky above the city, looking at the miniature of the whirling world in the lower world, and even felt a little dizzy.
But soon, he was brought back to reality by a familiar smell.
The smell of butter, chili, and various seasonings was very aggressive. Through the half-closed hall door, it came out before the laughter in the hall.
Xu Xinghe couldn't believe it. He glanced at the magnificent and elegant buildings around him, and followed Ling Changfeng into it with a puzzled expression.
As a result, as soon as he stepped into the hall, Xu Xinghe was completely shocked.
Turns out I heard it right—
On the round table in the center of the hall, there is really a large mandarin duck pot hot pot! !
Xu Xinghe: "..."
what's the situation? Isn't this a western restaurant?
He took a cursory glance and found that he knew the seven people present. They were Major General Walker Waite and his wife Elizabeth Taylor, Colonel Lin Ting and his wife Su Lan, Brigadier General Parrish and his wife Dr. Lu Zimo...and Qin Far.
Adjutant Qin's expression was capitalized speechless, and he complained to Parrish on the opposite side: "I'm going to be so busy at the end of the year, why are you still so idle? Are you reduced to relying on matchmaking for a living?"
Brigadier General Parrish said with a smile: "That's different, how can you be considered as a matchmaker if you are a matchmaker?"
"..." Adjutant Qin looked at him with dark circles under his eyes, "Are you scolding me?"
Major General Waite on the side interjected: "I didn't say it, Lao Qin, you are not too young, and you are not a non-marriageist, why do you just not want to find a partner? Look at you, you don't need a matchmaker or a matchmaker. Introduce, can the wife still fall from the sky?"
"Don't talk about unmarried people, the last unmarried one among us is also married this year, you were the first one out of our third class back then, why are you now the only unmarried person among us gone?"
Qin Yuan had an expression of "I don't want to talk to you": "Can I order a few more bottles of wine to shut your mouth?"
At this time, Ling Changfeng and Xu Xinghe appeared hand in hand.
Qin Yuan immediately stood up and waved to them as if he saw a savior.
Everyone changed the topic instantly.
"Yo! The birthday star is here!!"
"Changfeng! Xinghe! You are all here, come and sit quickly!"
"The chief seat welcomes you!"
Xu Xinghe hurriedly greeted everyone.
As soon as Marshal Ling entered the door, he was given a headache by the chattering voices inside.
He never thought that birthday was a festival worth celebrating before. This year, Qin Yuan suggested that this is your first birthday after returning to Capital Star, and he asked everyone to have a lively celebration together. After talking about it for a long time, he finally realized Reluctantly agreed.
But right now, I feel a little bit regretful. Wouldn't it be nice to take my little spouse to a two-person world on a rare day in my busy schedule
He led Xu Xinghe to the main seat and sat down, and glanced at the big hot pot in the middle with a little distaste: "Why is there only one pot? Can't each person have a small pot?"
"It's winter, and it's your birthday again. It's fun when everyone gets together to eat hot pot." Waite replied.
Xu Xinghe asked curiously: "How did you order hot pot here?"
Generally, hot pot is too strong and tends to leave an odor, so apart from specialized hot pot restaurants, he has never seen any western restaurant that serves hot pot.
Lin Ting smiled and said, "As long as it's a restaurant, can you order anything?"
Parrish echoed without seriousness: "Yes, as long as you want, you can enjoy hot pot in the Marshal's Office in the Military and Political Building."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
As soon as he spoke, Qin Yuan's temples began to throb. He picked up a spoon and pointed at Parish, "No, at least not in theory. Don't give Xinghe such bad ideas."
Parish raised his eyebrows: "Did you say it can't be useful? You have to ask our Marshal first if it's okay."
Qin Yuan looked at him very speechlessly, then suddenly turned his head and said to the alpha male sitting next to Parrish: "Zimo, did this guy try to cook hot pot in your clinic?"
Although Dr. Lu Zimo has a strong body, his face looks refined. He slightly raised his eyes when he heard the words, and said softly, "He dares."
Parrish faltered visibly with the two words neither light nor heavy, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "When did I ever have such thoughts? Old Qin, don't slander me!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of laughter at the dinner table.
"Hahaha Parrish, why are you still so cowardly after so many years?"
"In the end it's one thing down one thing!"
"It's also a good thing, otherwise, with his temperament back then, no one would take care of him, and he could go straight to the sky..."
Parrish sneered at the cynicism of his old friends, turned his head and poured a glass of water for his lover intimately.
Qin Yuan knocked on the goblet at hand and said, "Come on, come on, we are here today to celebrate the 53rd birthday of our dear officer. Let's have a drink first!"
It is reasonable for Ling Changfeng to say this, but Qin Yuan saw the expression of "When will the party end? Yuezu acted on his behalf, kicking off the birthday party.
Everyone raised their glasses one after another, with unanimous smiles on their faces.
"Happy birthday!"
"Happy birthday, Marshal Ling, take care of your health, we will rely on you more in the coming year!"
"Happy birthday! We are looking forward to attending your wedding with classmate Xiao Xu!"
Xu Xinghe blushed when he heard this, and quickly covered it up with drinking.
Amidst the laughter and blessings, Ling Changfeng's complexion gradually warmed up.
He toasted with everyone, and took a rare sip of the wine.
Then he put down his glass, and finally opened his mouth: "This year is the first year I have returned to Capital Star. I have gone through all kinds of things to get to where I am today, and I cannot do without your hard work. Here, I would like to represent myself..."
It was fine if he didn't speak, but when he spoke, he used a familiar official accent. After listening to it, several military ranks present sat up straight subconsciously.
Ling Changfeng was talking, but he saw his little spouse turned his head and stared at him without blinking.
He paused slightly, then turned to ask Xu Xinghe: "What's wrong?"
Xu Xinghe didn't expect that he would suddenly click on him, so he couldn't help being stunned, and then, under the gaze of everyone in the room, asked in a low voice: "That... that is, do you feel that the room temperature has dropped a little?"
He found that Ling Changfeng really had the ability to stand cold, the kind that couldn't even save the hot pot game.
As soon as the words came out, there was an instant silence in the empty private room.
Xu Xinghe: "..."
It seems to be colder.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "You continue."
After a few seconds, there was a burst of wild laughter on the dining table—
"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha! After so many years, someone finally dared to say it!"
"My dear sir, do you know why we don't dare to call you in general gatherings?"
"Xiao Xu dares to say it!"
"That's not true, she is a legal spouse after all!"
Qin Yuan also echoed: "Let me tell you, sir, your New Year's speech and public speech will be three days later, today is a birthday party, don't read it."
Ling Changfeng pursed his lips, looked at the table of old classmates who were stumbling around, and then at the little spouse sitting on the side, feeling a little helpless: "Let's eat then."
Thus, a lively birthday party officially began.
While waiting for the hot pot to boil, Xu Xinghe suddenly leaned over to Ling Changfeng, smiled like a vicious little fox, and asked, "Are you really not good at drinking? Get drunk after just one drink?"
He has been observing his lover's actions, and seeing that although Ling Changfeng took a sip of wine at the beginning, the liquid in the glass did not decrease at all. Thinking that the other party did not drink at the last class reunion, he had a guess in his mind.
Marshal Ling, who had just put down his wine glass, paused slightly with his right hand, and looked sideways at his little spouse.
A sly and bright light flashed in those pitch-black deer eyes, inexplicably seductive.
But Xu Xinghe didn't realize it, lightly touched his elbow, and continued to lean closer: "General Marshal, why are you drunk? You won't change your temperament like me, will you?"