Ling Changfeng turned his head slightly, looked at the teasing arc on his lover's lips, couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed that head, and then said without changing his face: "Of course not, I didn't hug someone when I was drunk. The habit of letting go, even taking a bath with someone.”
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Originally, he just wanted to tease Ling Changfeng, but now he was teased instead, and the inexplicable desire to win and lose came up.
So the corners of his eyes curled up, and he curled his lips and said, "Really? I don't believe it. Unless you show me once when you're drunk."
When Ling Changfeng heard this, he gave him a sideways glance, with a meaningful look in his eyes.
When Xu Xinghe saw him like this, he suddenly felt a slight numbness in his spine.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "The meat is cooked!"
So those who were chatting, fighting, and drinking just now all stopped their movements in unison, then picked up their chopsticks in unison, and plunged into the meat grabbing army.
"Come on, brothers!"
"Go one! Take the lead!"
The first chopsticks meat of hot pot is always the most fragrant, especially this kind of multi-person hot pot.
Xu Xinghe couldn't resist the temptation either, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to do it.
Anyway, eating meat is the most important thing right now!
Just as he picked up the chopsticks and was about to reach out, Marshal Ling silently handed over a colander.
Xu Xinghe froze for a moment, then reached out to take it unceremoniously, directly shoveled it into the spicy pot, and scooped up a large spoonful of snowflake beef without any effort.
There were bursts of wailing at the dinner table—
"Ah, Xiao Xu fouled! Why did you start with a colander??"
"Stop howling, you don't even look at who gave them the equipment."
"Our combat equipment is not at the same level, how do we get it?"
Xu Xinghe replied calmly: "Learning to use tools is a major breakthrough in the history of human civilization. The hot pot game is like this. Everyone can grab as much as they can."
As he spoke, he controlled the spicy oil in the colander, but instead of pouring the meat into his own bowl, he turned his wrist and handed the colander to Ling Changfeng: "Here, birthday star, here it is for you."
Ling Changfeng raised his eyes, met Xu Xinghe's little eyes like offering treasures, and suddenly felt a slight twitch in his heart.
Those black eyes were shining, and the thick eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly, trembling and trembling... It made people feel itchy.
Marshal Ling picked up the chopsticks, picked up two slices of beef in the colander, and put it in his mouth.
His sense of taste is not sharp, and he feels that everything tastes the same.
But at the moment when the food enters the mouth, it suddenly has a fragrance, and even has a sweet aftertaste.
"Delicious." He glanced at Xu Xinghe, and put another piece of beef into his lover's bowl, "Taste it while it's hot."
The two stared at each other silently for a few seconds, and the surrounding air seemed to be slowly heating up.
Everyone said that they didn't see it, so they had to turn their heads to divide up the little meat left in the pot—
"Hey wait! The meat over there has just been harvested, and you'll fish it when it's cooked?"
"It's ripe!"
"Fresh fart! Isn't the red part raw?"
"As long as you are particular, then watch me eat."
"Fuck! Have you never eaten hot pot in your life? This is all the meat??"
"The hand is fast and the hand is slow, who made you fish so slowly?"
"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, there are still more than a dozen plates, and it will be over if you don't finish it."
"No! I want the first pot of meat!"
"Let you see if there is any meat left in the soup..."
The warm winter sun shines into the room through the bulletproof glass on the roof.
The golden light shattered and evenly sprinkled on everyone.
Outside the glass window, the wind is cold and the snow is fluttering.
The room is full of laughter and lively scenes of talking and drinking.
Ling Changfeng thought in a daze that it seemed that he hadn't had hot pot with so many people for a long time.
He has never been a lively person, but at this moment, he feels that there is nothing wrong with being lively.
During this period, a group of old classmates of Marshal Ling talked about his glorious deeds when he was in the military academy, all the way to the bitterness of his fifty years of being single.
Originally, he wanted to recall whether Ling Changfeng had met other peach blossoms when he was young, but Marshal Ling gave him a sharp look, so he immediately fell silent, and instead teased Adjutant Qin, the only bachelor present.
So, a lunch was eaten from twelve o'clock at noon to nearly three o'clock in the afternoon amidst the conversation between you and me.
But this time, everyone drank more restrainedly. Probably due to the busy work at the end of the year, I was afraid that drinking too much would delay the work.
Except for Waite who contributed a bottle of 100-year-old wine, and Lin Ting ordered a bottle of vodka, no other wine was opened. Instead, pinch after pinch of iced juice was served.
Xu Xinghe was full after eating and drinking, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hook his wine glass, held it up and shook it in front of Ling Changfeng's eyes, and asked him with a smile, "Shall we drink one?"
Marshal Ling shook his head, and simply refused: "No drink."
Xu Xinghe became more and more curious now, he directly turned the mouth of the glass, and touched Ling Changfeng's wine glass like a rascal.
The glass made a crisp clinking sound, Xu Xinghe blinked: "You really don't want to drink?"
Facing the invitation from his lover with bright eyes and a slight smile, Ling Changfeng thought for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and touched it back.
Then slowly bring the cup to your mouth...
Under Xu Xinghe's curious and expectant gaze, he pretended to take a sip.
Xu Xinghe: "..."
This guy didn't even move his Adam's apple, he only had wine on his lips, and he didn't even have a mouth!
He couldn't help asking: "You really can't drink a sip of wine?"
Marshal Ling raised his eyelids and looked at him: "I won't drink today, I have other things tonight."
He generously admitted his fake action, "I just want to clink a glass with you."
"... Well, today you have the final say." Out of curiosity, Xu Xinghe didn't intend to forcefully persuade him to drink, but just smiled and drank the bottom of his glass.
Marshal Ling has always been a very principled person, and he would not drink if he said he would not drink.
When the group toasted for the last time, they just touched the wall of the glass with their lips in a pretentious manner.
Xu Xinghe also drank very little, he only drank two glasses of wine from the beginning to the end, and drank watermelon juice the rest of the time.
Although Team Leader Xu didn't drink well, he wasn't too drunk after two or three drinks, so until the end of the game, he was still very sober, and he didn't even appear in the state of high spirits when he was slightly drunk.
After all, there is still an evening show, Xu Xinghe thought to himself, he didn't know where Ling Changfeng would take him tonight, it was so mysterious, he couldn't come up with anything after asking for two days.
Before leaving, everyone presented beautifully packaged birthday presents one after another.
Seeing this, Xu Xinghe petrified with a bang.
Dry! He almost forgot about it, what about the birthday present!
Ling Changfeng thanked in a low voice, waved for someone to bring the gift to the car, then turned to look at Xu Xinghe.
His search for a mate was almost automatic. But in conjunction with this situation, Xu Xinghe suddenly felt guilty.
The classmates have given so many gifts, but my legal partner has nothing, can't I justify it
So, under the gaze of those different pupils, Xu Xinghe blurted out before he had time to think: "My gift... I'll give it to you tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it.
This is completely digging a hole for yourself!
It's already afternoon now, not to mention that he probably won't be able to get away for the rest of the day, so where else can he find ready-made birthday presents
When Marshal Ling heard the word "evening", a trace of anticipation that was difficult for others to detect flashed through his different pupils.
But Xu Xinghe was not someone else after all, he easily caught this trace of expectation, so the confession that just wanted to make up for it was stuck in his throat.
what to do
Xu Xinghe panicked all of a sudden.
His big cat is looking forward to his birthday present...
Just when Xu Xinghe was frowning, Ling Changfeng had already stepped forward to hold his lover's hand, and led him outside.
Xu Xinghe followed him absent-mindedly, and as he walked, he suddenly heard Parrish say: "The last time we had dinner here, was it at the end of June?"
"Yeah, Chang Feng didn't have a date at that time, but in the blink of an eye, he started eating young grass."
"Speaking of which, didn't you make a joke before you left?" Lin Ting winked at the others with a suppressed smile.
Everyone laughed tacitly.
Ling Changfeng walked ahead expressionlessly, ignoring the voices behind him.
Hearing this, Xu Xinghe finally turned around curiously and asked, "What joke?"
Lin Ting didn't expect him to ask a question suddenly, and he choked up, faltering, unable to explain why.
Xu Xinghe became more and more suspicious, so he had no choice but to turn his gaze to Ling Changfeng, and asked again: "What kind of joke is it?"
The different pupils slanted and cast a faint glance.
Xu Xinghe suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Marshal Ling withdrew his gaze and said as he walked, "It's what I mentioned to you before. I met an Omega here, and said that it is not rare for him to be matched to the Marshal of the Alliance."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
The expression gradually cracked.
When the generals behind him heard what he said so calmly, they also began to joke.
"We almost died laughing at the time, wondering why the dignified Marshal Ling didn't get the favor of an Omega?"
"One moment, another moment, doesn't he have Xiao Xu now?"
"Yes! Thanks to Xiao Xu, otherwise Lao Ling would still be fighting with Lao Qin to see who is the last single nobleman."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Amidst the laughter of the crowd, he quietly raised his head to look at Ling Changfeng, and suddenly said in a low voice: "That Omega must not have known that you are so good."
Ling Changfeng paused slightly.
He didn't answer, just held Xu Xinghe's hand tighter, and continued to walk forward.
The pace seems to be a little lighter than before.
Like a big cat whose fur has been smoothed out, it flicks its tail away under the warm winter sun, happily circles its little spouse, and every cell in its body reveals joy and pride.
Xu Xinghe also laughed.
He discovered that his big cat was actually really good and content.
So, also grip harder.
Everyone waved goodbye at the exit of the passage, discussing to make another appointment after the Chinese New Year.
Xu Xinghe got into the car, but found that the car didn't return along the route it came from.
He asked Ling Changfeng, "Where are we going?"
"go to have dinner."
"..." Isn't lunch just over?
Xu Xinghe raised his hand and looked at the time: "It's only half past three."
Ling Changfeng replied: "The place is quite far away, and it's time to have dinner when we arrive."
Xu Xinghe was stunned: "How far is it? Your car is going at more than 300 miles per hour. Doesn't it take more than an hour to go around Star Floating City?"
Ling Changfeng still said the same thing: "You will know when you go."
Xu Xinghe tilted his head and looked at him for a while, then suddenly said with his chin on his hands: "You are so vague, I would suspect that you want to abduct me to a ravine to do something ulterior."
"..."
Ling Changfeng suddenly looked away without saying a word, and turned to look out the window.
Xu Xinghe didn't say anything else, instead he propped his chin and started to stare in a daze, worrying about the birthday gift again.
Therefore, he didn't notice that Marshal Ling, who had never changed his face before the Taishan collapse, had a suspicious red smear on the base of his ear.