Xu Xinghe was taken aback by Ling Changfeng's sudden approach.
He subconsciously took a few steps back, like a frightened animal. Then he turned around and looked at the intruder in front of him vigilantly.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Xu Xinghe couldn't help but suspect that he had just misheard.
"Hush money." Seeing this, Ling Changfeng didn't bully him again, but stood in place with his hands behind his back, only a pair of different pupils followed his little spouse all the time.
Then he repeated those three words unhurriedly.
Xu Xinghe couldn't believe that these were the words of Marshal Ling.
He also doesn't know what Ling Changfeng has experienced in the past half a month, although he still has an iceberg face that has not changed for thousands of years, a pair of calm yin and yang eyes...
but! The whole person suddenly became shameless!
This kind of change started to appear after the state banquet, but recently it has not been the slightest sign, so if it continues like this, it will be worth it!
Xu Xinghe felt that he could not boost this morale, he had to fight the evil forces to the end.
So he stuck his neck and said: "Hush money, no! If you don't feel embarrassed last night, just go around and talk about it!"
"What's so embarrassing about me?" Ling Changfeng had no expression on his face, but his tone was slow, "I didn't touch anyone, and I didn't drag anyone to sleep with me."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Why can't this matter go through!
"I'm also a victim of alcohol! Besides, even if I do something when I'm drunk, why don't you resist? Why do you let me succeed?" Xu Xinghe's tone was cold, with a little bit of righteousness, as if in Ask "did you mean it".
Ling Changfeng pondered for a moment, as if recalling something, and then said thoughtfully: "I wanted to resist at first, but when you move, you look tearful and ready to cry at any time."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
He looked at Ling Changfeng with a complicated expression: "To be honest, do you think that anyway, I don't know my real face when I'm drunk, and I can only believe what you say, so I dare to make up anything?"
A flash of uncontrollable laughter flashed in the different pupils, but the emotion quickly disappeared in the deep ocean of strange colors.
Ling Changfeng stood where he was, and said noncommittally: "Then why don't you try to get drunk again, and I'll help you record your drunk appearance and show you what it looks like."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Needless to say, he had such a momentary heartbeat.
But the price of doing so is too high-if you really look like that when you are drunk, wouldn't it be just for someone to record it? How could the death scene leave evidence!
Moreover, he doesn't want to lose face for the second time in a short time...
Just when Xu Xinghe was in a dilemma, Ling Changfeng said again: "Speaking of it, I am also a victim of alcohol."
Xu Xinghe thought desperately: "You are a victim of P!"
As a result, he lost his mind, didn't hide what was on his mind, and just blurted it out.
The bedroom suddenly fell silent.
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Fuck! How did you speak your mind
Ling Changfeng said expressionlessly: "I was touched by someone who was drunk last night. How can I not be a victim of alcohol?"
Xu Xinghe was silent for a while, feeling that Ling Changfeng was completely shameless.
I can't be as knowledgeable as a shameless person, or the more I talk about it, the more I will suffer.
He raised his head and asked Ling Changfeng, "How much do you want?"
This time it was Grand Marshal Ling's turn to think he was hallucinating: "What?"
Xu Xinghe repeated again: "Hush money, how much do you want?"
Ling Changfeng: "..."
Marshal Ling's eyes became very complicated, looking at Xu Xinghe, he was speechless for a long time.
He didn't know how his little spouse's brain circuit was so long, how he could think of the hush money in this direction.
But he didn't refute directly, but said unceremoniously: "One hundred million, will you give it?"
"..." Xu Xinghe was shocked by his shamelessness, "Why don't you rob banks when you are so short of money?!"
"Do you think I'm short of money?" Ling Changfeng's voice dropped slightly.
"I don't think you're short, you're not short of anything." Xu Xinghe changed his words and looked at him sincerely, but he said in his heart: Then what kind of hush money do you want? !
"Hush money doesn't mean money." Ling Changfeng sighed almost inaudibly when he saw his little spouse's unresponsive appearance, and began to be persuasive, "You want me to put this matter aside, you shouldn't have to take it out." Do you want some sincerity?"
After hearing this, Xu Xinghe had an indescribable expression on his face—
Feelings, did you come to my room in the middle of the night, or did you come to extort money?
He gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want as a hush money?"
Ling Changfeng's eyes swept across Xu Xinghe's body inch by inch, but he paused word by word: "Think for yourself."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Fuck! Extortion requires people to estimate their own value! Isn't it okay if I don't serve you anymore!
"Let's talk about it, I'm going to sleep, please turn right when you go out, and walk slowly."
Ling Changfeng stood there motionless, not going away.
Xu Xinghe looked at him suspiciously.
Ling Changfeng suddenly said, "Have we violated the "Matching Marriage Law" for too long?"
Xu Xinghe: "???" The topic changed too quickly
He looked at Ling Changfeng in horror: "What do you want to do?"
"It's nothing." Ling Changfeng said calmly, "It's just that it's been a long time, and my conscience is a little bit hard."
Xu Xinghe was stunned for a moment: "Conscience? Can't you make it through?"
What is going on with this, you should have a conscience if you come to ask me for hush money in the middle of the night!
"After all, I have always been a law-abiding Union citizen." Ling Changfeng said.
Xu Xinghe: "..."
It's the same as breaking the law... Well, although to a certain extent, their behavior of evading the mastermind's monitoring of different beds many times in the past half month is indeed against the rules.
But it didn't seem to be long since the last time, the two days when I was just marked, and last night... They obviously slept together more than once or twice.
Xu Xinghe thought of this, his eyes dodged a little: "Then what do you want?"
Ling Changfeng glanced at him unhurriedly, and said in a tone that sounded casual: "Tonight, continue to sleep together."
So that night, the two entered the familiar stage of "sharing the same bed but not sharing the same bed".
In fact, Xu Xinghe didn't particularly resist this part, after all, the two of them can sleep in separate beds even if they share the same bed—
Two people, two quilts, respectively wrapped themselves tightly and did not invade each other.
What's more, he quite believed that with Ling Changfeng's character and determination, he wouldn't do anything to him.
After all, even the special period has survived...
But Ling Changfeng has become weird recently.
This made Xu Xinghe feel an indescribable feeling in his heart, not uneasy, but more like a sense of helplessness when facing the unknown.
He lay on the bed in a daze, obviously sleepy, but couldn't fall asleep anyway, so it was rare for him to open his mouth and planned to chat with him for a while.
"Has something happened to you recently? - Don't pretend, I know you haven't slept."
Ling Changfeng turned his back to him, without opening his eyes, but slowly said: "Why do you ask that?"
"It feels like something's not right with you recently..." Xu Xinghe yawned. Although he couldn't fall asleep, the sleepiness was already eroding his brain.
"Maybe." Ling Changfeng said in a low voice, "I haven't just experienced you—"
The voice stopped abruptly, and he changed his words: "My susceptibility period."
"Oh, so that's how it is." Xu Xinghe was already a little dazed, he was sleepy at night, he was not as defensive as when he was awake during the day, and he looked easy to speak.
He asked softly, "So, are you affected by pheromones?"
The people behind were silent and did not answer.
There was a small lamp on the bedside, and the warm orange light spread over the two of them.
"I think you've been a bit affected by pheromones lately..." Xu Xinghe also turned his back to him, and slowly closed his eyes.
But the mouth didn’t stop, and he kindly helped him analyze: “Although this is human nature, but now it’s been 329 years in the galaxy, we can’t just be emotional animals, we have to learn to analyze problems rationally... You see, we actually start from Identity, age, and personality are not suitable anywhere, only the matching degree of pheromone is relatively high... "
He delivered a long speech sleepily, completely oblivious to the fact that every time he said a word, the light in the opposite pupil became darker.
Ling Changfeng opened his eyes at some point, turned around, and stared at Xu Xinghe without saying a word.
Xu Xinghe felt a little cold, so he stretched out his paws in a daze, and wrapped the quilt around his body more tightly.
After a while, Ling Changfeng looked away, and turned his different pupils to the bright night outside the window.
It was a windless and moonless night, quiet and lonely.
It's just that the dark clouds cover the moon, making the entire starry sky dim.
Ling Changfeng sighed in his heart, and closed his eyes again.
At this moment, he heard Xu Xinghe say—
"But I can also understand you... because, I seem to be a little affected..."
Ling Changfeng suddenly opened his eyes.
Under the moonlight, the different pupils flickered slightly.
He looked at Xu Xinghe's back, lowered his voice, and carefully confirmed: "What influence?"
Xu Xinghe was so sleepy that his consciousness was blurred, and he replied vaguely: "Pheromone... your pheromone, is it the smell of the sea? I went to the seaside in the summer vacation, and the sea breeze was salty and harsh. It obviously doesn't smell as good as yours... "
Outside the window, the dark clouds dissipated, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the earth again.
The moon is bright and the stars are twinkling.
The first breeze of the night blew through the treetops, making a soft rustling sound.
The night is just right, and we can look forward to the next dawn.
After Xu Xinghe finished speaking, his voice fell silent, as if he had finally fallen asleep.
Ling Changfeng suddenly half-raised his body: "Xinghe?"
The person on the other side didn't respond.
The sound of breathing gradually became even.
Ling Changfeng looked at Xu Xinghe's sleeping profile, his gaze swept from the man's thick eyelashes and tightly closed eyebrows to his pale pink lips... Finally, it fell on the sensitive glands on the back of his neck.
There is a faint scar lying there, which is a bit dazzling, but also arousing infinite love.
After an unknown amount of time, Ling Changfeng suddenly leaned over slowly—
A long kiss was engraved on his ear.
Under the moonlight, Ling Changfeng whispered:
"Stupid, this is called hush money."