Second Marriage with the Alliance Marshal

Chapter 43: switch

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Ling Changfeng could clearly hear his own heartbeat.

The man's voice was sticky and soft, flowing into his ears lightly, and then lingering in his heart for several times.

The speeding car drove quickly on the empty track, skipping the street lights floating in the night sky, and the different pupils reflected the lights of thousands of families floating in the air, and flickered along with the scenery passing by outside the window.

The concentration is as strong as Ling Changfeng, and he can't hold it anymore at this moment.

He suddenly withdrew his hand and grabbed the restless paw in his palm.

Ling Changfeng turned his head, Xu Xinghe was less than 20 centimeters away from him, looking at him with big black eyes without blinking.

The little hand held in the palm was icy cold, quietly curled up in his palm.

The Adam's apple rolled, Ling Changfeng opened his mouth and asked, "Why are your hands so cold?"

The voice has become slightly hoarse.

Xu Xinghe blinked, and asked back: "Why are your hands so hot?"

Ling Changfeng suddenly realized—

It's not that Xu Xinghe's hands are cold, but his own body temperature is rising.

A hot current rose from his spine and quickly flowed through his limbs.

It made him feel hot all over.

However, Xu Xinghe moved forward again recklessly, half of his body was pressed against it.

The car is filled with the unique sweetness of that person's pheromones.

It is full of joy and haunting dreams.

Ling Changfeng asked in his slightly hoarse voice, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Xu Xinghe sniffed him everywhere, like a puppy looking for food, and asked the wrong question: "You smell really nice."

With his movements, the fluffy hair gently brushed Ling Changfeng's sensitive neck.

The latter's eyelashes trembled, and an indescribable emotion flashed in his different pupils.

This is a closed and private little world.

Marshal Ling's car today adopts a fully partitioned front and rear design, and the cockpit and interior cabin are not connected to each other, so the people sitting in the driver's seat and the co-pilot cannot hear what is happening in the back seat.

The car glass is also one-way visible, not to mention that there is no one on the special track tonight.

So at this moment, in such a confined space, they seem to be able to do whatever they want.

Ling Changfeng stretched out his free right hand, and gently brushed the soft hair on Xu Xinghe's forehead.

"Some intimacy after marriage—"

Ling Changfeng asked hoarsely, "Is it acceptable?"

Xu Xinghe looked at him: "Such as rubbing his belly, stroking his hair?"

Ling Changfeng: "..."

He looked at the little spouse who still regarded himself as a cat after being drunk, and wondered if he should stop those unspeakable thoughts in his mind in time.

"Not these." Ling Changfeng was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "It's between spouses, intimate behavior."

Xu Xinghe asked: "For example?"

Ling Changfeng looked at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and lightly tapped the gland on the back of Xu Xinghe's neck.

The callused index and middle fingers touched the small scar.

Rub it lightly.

Xu Xinghe's body trembled.

That sensitive and fragile skin is especially vulnerable to teasing.

However, Ling Changfeng's hand seemed to be glued to the heel, and he stayed there and refused to leave.

Certain skills are roughly self-taught.

As an Alpha, Ling Changfeng seems to know how to mark, how to ask for an Omega, and how to satisfy the other party.

Xu Xinghe's breathing became a little short.

"do not do that-"

He frowned and shrank back, his eyes seemed to have a layer of mist, and his voice trembled slightly: "Uncomfortable."

Ling Changfeng's gaze had changed, and he looked at Xu Xinghe unscrupulously and without concealment.

He clearly saw a tinge of red at the end of Xu Xinghe's eyes, and even his eyes became wet.

At this time, the dodging of the prey is a kind of temptation for the hunter to refuse and return.

"It will be comfortable in a while." He said in a low voice.

The voice seemed softer than ever.

But there was a storm in his eyes, the sky was falling apart, and it was difficult to control himself.

Ling Changfeng put his entire palm on the back of Xu Xinghe's neck, supported his head with his five fingers, and sent others towards him.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and the scorching breath hits their faces.

The two lips were getting closer and closer, as if a kiss was about to happen.

The next moment, Ling Changfeng suddenly stopped.

Under the mutual illumination of pale moonlight and warm street lamps, he saw something roll down from the corner of Xu Xinghe's eyes.

Leave a bright mark.

Ling Changfeng froze instantly.

He silently observed the redness at the end of the man's eyes—

Those eyes were wet.

It turned out not because of the reason I thought.

Xu Xinghe seemed to be really crying.

Like being bullied.

Such undisguised grievances can probably arouse a person's reason more than words.

That pearl-like tear fell silently, like a switch, instantly cutting off all distracting thoughts and impulses in his heart.

Ling Changfeng let out a long sigh, and let go of the hands on the back of Xu Xinghe's neck.

He felt that Xu Xinghe was probably sent by the heavens to restrain him. He could easily arouse his passion and make it difficult for him to control himself, but he could also easily stop this passion and make him rein in the precipice.

Xu Xinghe, who lost his restraint, didn't move, and still looked at him with a pair of wet eyes.

It seems to be a small stone sculpture, motionless.

Tears flowed down the corner of his mouth, leaving a long tear trail on his left cheek.

Ling Changfeng's eyes rested lightly on his lips for a moment, thinking in a trance that if Xu Xinghe was smiling now, there would have been a small dimple here.

He raised his hand again, scraping away the tear stain on his left cheek.

"I won't mess with you anymore, don't cry."

His voice was still hoarse, his blood was still hot, but his mind had calmed down.

He didn't ask anything, didn't say much, but said in a gentle voice like coaxing a child: "Don't be afraid, you can take a hangover medicine when you get home later, then go to sleep, and wake up later." There's nothing left."

He thought to himself, Xu Xinghe must be told to drink less in the future.

It can be regarded as self-inflicted to make trouble like this.

Xu Xinghe remained motionless for a while, then became restless again.

After he was drunk, he was always uneasy and restless.

Always want to hold on to something, or find a harbor to lean on.

He stared at Ling Changfeng for a moment, as if he had forgotten what the other party had done just now.

Then it stuck to his big cat again, tilted its head, and leaned against Ling Changfeng's shoulder.

Ling Changfeng froze slightly.

This is the first time Xu Xinghe rests on his shoulder.

The whole head was buried in the socket of his neck, unreserved and full of dependence.

He had shouldered countless responsibilities and expectations, but at this moment, facing Xu Xinghe's reliance, he suddenly panicked.

He froze in place, not daring to move.

I'm afraid that he will be uncomfortable.

Such a simple action, which has nothing to do with any passion or desire, sealed Marshal Ling all the way.

But the right hand holding Xu Xinghe never let go.

Ling Changfeng silently took several deep breaths to calm his voice. Then he asked Xu Xinghe: "How do you feel now?"

Xu Xinghe rolled his head, found a more comfortable place to lean against his neck, and then replied in a soft voice: "I'm a little scared."

"afraid of what?"

"… "no answer.

"Can I turn on the light?" Xu Xinghe suddenly said softly, "It's so dark in the car."

Ling Changfeng didn't move on his right side, and stretched out his left hand to turn on the small car light above.

He knew that Xu Xinghe had something on his mind, and wanted to investigate, but he didn't dare to delve into it.

Afraid of self-defeating, if one is not careful, he will break the defense line carefully built by the opponent.

So contradictory, so careful, so restrained.

In the dark night, the two cuddled together.

The street scene outside the window is reversed, and the prosperity is staged in the city silently.

Ling Changfeng had an illusion in a trance, as if the two of them could keep leaning on each other like this until the book said-the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and the sky is old.

When he returned to the Marshal's Mansion, He Han was already waiting in the lobby with the hangover medicine.

With the previous experience of drunken Xu Xinghe hugging Ling Changfeng in public, the steward this time was very "intimate" to avoid all the orderlies in the hall, leaving him standing still.

This time, the situation was much better than He Han expected.

The two just walked in holding hands, like a pair of ordinary couples...

Well, not ordinary either.

He Han stared at his marshal's hand, was stunned for two seconds, and then stepped forward to deliver the medicine as if he had just woken up from a dream.

But Xu Xinghe started to make a fuss.

"What is this? I don't drink." He said, and hid back.

He was pulled back by Ling Changfeng with one hand.

"It's an antidote."

Marshal Ling personally took the pills and water cup from the steward, and said to Xu Xinghe in a warm voice, "Hey, finish drinking and go to sleep."

Xu Xinghe still said: "I won't drink."

Ling Changfeng continued his efforts: "Drink it and feel better."

He Han stared dumbfounded at the confrontation between the two back and forth, marveling at when the marshal became so gentle, patient and good-tempered, and then tiptoed back, without making a sound the whole time, leaving the hall completely to the The two masters of the Marshal's Mansion.

Xu Xinghe pursed his lips, and shook his head in the face of Ling Changfeng's drug offensive, expressing his strong rejection.

Seeing that being soft is not enough, Ling Changfeng plans to be tough.

He pulled Xu Xinghe in front of him, originally planned well—

The first step is to pinch his chin to let him open his mouth, and then stuff the pills into the depths of his mouth with lightning speed, where the eyes of the throat are, and then lift his chin, and the medicine will naturally go out. Will be swallowed by him, even the water is spared.

It's a pity that before the plan was implemented, Xu Xinghe's other hand came up to shake it.

Both hands grasped Ling Changfeng's right hand, shook it lightly, and said softly, "I won't drink, don't feed me..."

Ling Changfeng: "..."

The plan fell through all of a sudden, it was hard for him to say "no" to Xu Xinghe like this.

"Are you sure you don't want to drink it? It will make you feel better after drinking it." Ling Changfeng asked, but he put down the water glass resignedly and put away the medicine.

Xu Xinghe still shook his head: "I don't feel bad."

"Well, then you go to bed early."

Xu Xinghe nodded, but did not let go.

He looked at Ling Changfeng and said the same two words: "Stay with me."

Ling Changfeng: "..."

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Xu Xinghe lowered his long eyelashes, looking pitiful: "I want to find someone to talk to with me."

Ling Changfeng's Adam's apple rolled.

There was nothing he could do with such a little spouse, and he was defeated after a few seconds of persistence: "Okay."

So, he stepped into Xu Xinghe's bedroom again at night.

It was still brought in by Xu Xinghe himself.

Xu Xinghe, who was drunk, obviously didn't realize that this was an act of luring wolves into the house.

He even changed his clothes in front of Ling Changfeng.

The white shirt on his body, which was originally clean and flat, has become crumpled after a lot of tossing in the cabin.

The collar buttons were also unbuttoned twice, messily open.

Suet jade-like skin and thin and straight collarbone fell into Ling Changfeng's eyes.

Ling Changfeng stared straight for a few seconds, and finally turned his back before he unbuttoned the last button.

Take two deep breaths.

Xu Xinghe must take a bath before going to bed, this is an iron law that will not change whether he is drunk or sober.

Ling Changfeng turned his back to him, and when he heard him press the bathroom door, he suddenly asked, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

I regretted it as soon as I finished speaking.

I don't know if it's because the estrus period has completely passed, but after getting drunk this time, Xu Xinghe's pheromone dependence on him seems to be less strong, at least he didn't ask him to take a bath with him.

And now I can't eat enough to eat, so if I ask more, isn't it just looking for trouble

It's a pity that the words spoken and the water spilled cannot be taken back.

At this moment, Xu Xinghe certainly would not refuse his proposal: "Yes."

Ling Changfeng froze for a moment, Xu Xinghe had already stepped into the bathroom first, and a voice came from inside—

"Why don't you come in?"

Finally, when Xu Xinghe urged him for the third time, Ling Changfeng still walked into the bathroom.

The sound of water splashing against the marble tiles made the bathroom misty.

On the inside of the glass, Xu Xinghe's gleaming white penis just so caught off guard and bumped into his field of vision.

Ling Changfeng's breath was stagnant, he quickly turned his head and lowered his eyes.

The voice was hoarse again: "Hurry up and wash."

After finishing speaking, he was worried that his tone was too blunt, which would make the little guy unhappy, so he hurriedly added: "—Don't catch a cold."

Xu Xinghe was really obedient, and he washed it in less than six or seven minutes.

He wrapped himself in his bathrobe consciously and walked out of the bath.

Ling Changfeng heard the footsteps behind him getting closer, and his back stiffened slightly.

The next moment, two warm paws touched his shoulders, pushing him out of the bathroom.

Just like that, Ling Changfeng was pushed to the bedside by Xu Xinghe.

Seeing that he was about to get in after lifting the quilt, he couldn't help reaching out and hooking his bathrobe collar: "Go and blow your hair first, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Xu Xinghe's bathrobe wasn't fastened in the first place, but when he pulled it like this, a large area of his chest was exposed.

Ling Changfeng: "..."

He quickly let go and silently called the housekeeping robot.

Xu Xinghe sat obediently on the chair, while enjoying the hair blowing service of the housekeeping robot, while staring at Ling Changfeng intently: "You are not allowed to go."

Ling Changfeng stayed by his side and nodded calmly: "I won't go."

After his hair was dry and all the troubles were over, Xu Xinghe finally got his wish and lay down on the big soft bed.

He covered his little quilt, only showing a hairy head, and smiled at Ling Changfeng openly: "You also come in."

Ling Changfeng looked at the other party's calm smiling face, sighed in his heart, and went to bed not very calmly.

Xu Xinghe faced him: "Let's continue to chat."

Ling Changfeng also looked at him: "You have spent so much trouble just to find someone to chat with?"

Xu Xinghe nodded: "I'm afraid of being alone, I want to find someone to accompany me."

After getting drunk at night, he always feels extremely insecure, and he needs to find someone to spend this long night with him.

But if you don't have the right person by your side...

Forget it.

Xu Xinghe's eyes sparkled: "Thank you."

His tone was cute and sincere, but Ling Changfeng sighed in his heart.

This wasn't something to be thankful for.

He asked him: "Anyone can?"

Xu Xinghe thought for a while: "If it's an acquaintance."

"Oh." Ling Changfeng lowered his eyes, he knew that Xu Xinghe had a lot of acquaintances, his classmates and colleagues were all acquaintances.

They may have all seen Xu Xinghe's clingy appearance when he was drunk.

Thinking of this, an uncontrollable irritability flashed across Ling Changfeng's heart.

"Are all acquaintances okay?" He asked again.

Xu Xinghe said: "It's better to be you."

Ling Changfeng: "Because I smell good?"

Xu Xinghe nodded.

Ling Changfeng's eyes dimmed: "Well, go to sleep."

Just as he finished speaking, Xu Xinghe shook his head again: "It's also because you are a big cat."

He added: "I like big cats."

Ling Changfeng: "..."

In the middle of the night, he looked into Xu Xinghe's shining eyes, and suddenly said: "... Meow."