This night was extremely difficult for Ling Changfeng.
It was more difficult than last time.
The last time Xu Xinghe didn't know whether it was because he was tired or sleepy, he went to bed early.
This time Xu Xinghe was in good spirits.
With those big black and bright eyes open, I chatted from poetry to philosophy of life, from childhood to my imaginary retirement life, in short, I just didn’t sleep.
"There are a few big villains in the orphanage, and one of them is a very annoying Alpha who always robs me of my things. I still remember him." Xu Xinghe said with a wrinkled face.
"But there are also good people. When I first entered the elementary school of the orphanage, there was a good brother who would take a seat for me when the meal came. Later, he was adopted by a family and went to another planet with them." Xu When Xinghe talked here, his gaze became extraordinarily gentle.
"Auntie Sophia is also very kind to me and takes good care of me. I have been sick a few times and she took me to the doctor. So after I graduated, I bought the house in the community next to her. I want to wait for her to grow old , can also take care of her."
Ling Changfeng's eyes moved, and he remembered the vice president of the Capital Seventh Welfare Institute who came to deliver medicine last time, and vaguely remembered that she was a kind-hearted woman.
He asked Xu Xinghe: "Do I treat you well?"
Xu Xinghe was stunned, thought for a moment, and nodded.
"Then..." Ling Changfeng looked at him, his voice was deep but soft, "Have you ever thought about growing old with me?"
Xu Xinghe was stunned, he looked at Ling Changfeng carefully, and said in a daze, "You don't seem to need me to support you."
Ling Changfeng: "..." No need.
Xu Xinghe thought for a while, and finally frowned and said: "It's not impossible, anyway, I will definitely raise Xiao Qi until he grows old."
Ling Changfeng: "..." His little spouse seemed to have misunderstood what he meant.
"Speaking of life after getting old—" Xu Xinghe suddenly became interested when he said this, and moved forward again wrapped in a quilt, almost sticking in front of Ling Changfeng, "I want to go to Baikal in the western suburbs after I retire There is a small restaurant by the lakeside, open every Monday, 3, 5, 7, and 2, 4, 6 depending on the mood. When there are customers, I will make them some food. When there are no customers, I will make a cup of coffee by myself. Basking in the sun by the lake, reading a book for a while…”
Marshal Ling was silent for a moment, then retreated calmly at first—he couldn't get too close to Xu Xinghe now, otherwise he really couldn't stand it.
Then he said unhurriedly: "Then your restaurant may not make much money."
Xu Xinghe didn't care about this: "It's okay, when I retire from Ark, I should have a considerable savings, enough for the rest of my life."
His tone was a little smug, and he shook his head unconsciously.
Shaking and starting to mutter again: "However, if there are really no guests, being the boss by yourself is quite boring."
After a pause, he continued to talk to himself: "There will be no guests, Kaizi and the others, and Ajia and the others... must be my guests."
Ling Changfeng frowned slightly, looked at Xu Xinghe dissatisfied, and said in a low and unpredictable tone, "What about me?"
Xu Xinghe blinked at him: "Aren't you going to open a shop with me? You are my big cat."
Ling Changfeng: "..."
Xu Xinghe looked at him expectantly, waited for a while, but didn't get the answer he wanted, his eyes dimmed a little bit, and he pursed his mouth, looking a little aggrieved: "Aren't you coming 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 of them chatted in bed for a long time like this.
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.
When I ask questions occasionally, I mostly want to tease his mind. Seeing him frowning and thinking, I feel very cute.
He enjoyed the quiet night with Xu Xinghe very much, and also enjoyed the unreserved trust and attachment of his spouse.
But the problem is, after a long time, the evil fire that was suppressed with great difficulty reappeared.
It's so weird.
Such a time, such a place, such a posture—
In the dead of night, the two were lying on the bed, looking at each other and embracing each other face to face, as if they could talk about all serious topics into romance.
Even if you don't say anything or do anything, just listening to Xu Xinghe's soft voice and feeling the warmth of his breath in your ears is enough to make it difficult to control.
Ling Changfeng's current feeling is as if there is a piece of tender and fat meat hanging in front of his eyes and hanging from his mouth. He can smell and touch it, but he can't eat it.
However, this piece of fresh meat exudes a tempting and wonderful taste, always testing his willpower.
Ling Changfeng also couldn't remember when he and Xu Xinghe fell asleep.
In my memory, he closed his eyes a few times and retreated a few times, but Xu Xinghe pushed him back little by little.
Before falling asleep, he was once forced to the bedside, unable to retreat, and finally stretched out a finger unbearably, and stuck it to Xu Xinghe's small mouth that kept moving.
"Hush—" Ling Changfeng whispered, "Sleep."
Xu Xinghe finally felt sleepy, nodded in a daze, and said, "Okay, let's stop chatting and go to sleep."
When he opened his mouth to speak, Ling Changfeng's index finger was still standing on his mouth, sticking to his lips.
As he spoke, his soft and moist lips brushed against Ling Changfeng's index finger, leaving a tingling sensation.
Ling Changfeng quickly withdrew his hand.
Suddenly no longer sleepy...
So, in the end, it seemed that Xu Xinghe fell asleep earlier.
That night, after being drunk, Xu Xinghe slept very peacefully in the company of the faint marine pheromones.
This kind of stability lasted until the next morning, when he woke up comfortably under the bright sun at noon.
Xu Xinghe who had just woken up moved his eyelids, and instead of opening them 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, he subconsciously raised a finger and poked—
The touch is warm, firm, elastic...
It feels great and has a nice smell.
Xu Xinghe couldn't help poking again.
The next moment, a deep, forbearing, and intriguing nasal voice exploded in my ears.
Xu Xinghe petrified on the spot.
what's the situation?
He became sober all of a sudden.
I finally realized who the good smell around me came from.
He stiffly maintained the posture just now, and began to close his eyes and recall everything that happened last night, recalling the bottle of wine that had been preserved for 70 years, and his sworn promise of "never getting drunk".
The more I recall, the more tired I am, and the more I recall, the more frightened I am.
And after that
He doesn't remember.
All he knew was that when he woke up, he and Ling Changfeng slept on the same bed again.
Although he was awake, Xu Xinghe still insisted on not opening his eyes, as if as long as he was "out of sight", he could be "out of mind", so he didn't have to deal with the next series of messes.
It's a pity that the person opposite didn't give him this chance to escape from reality, so he said lightly, "Are you awake?"
Xu Xinghe: "..."
He had to open his eyes and began to face the bleak life.
A pair of different pupils was looking at him faintly, with a bit of laziness after waking up.
Under the sunlight, the pair of different pupils showed a gem-like blue and amber-like gold, as if they were the ingenious pen of the Creator.
Ling Changfeng originally thought that after such a tormented night last night, he would not be in a good state of mind after waking up this morning.
Instead, he hugged his little mate and slept peacefully through the night.
When he was awake again, he was full of energy, and his eyes were also stained with a rare sense of complacency.
Ling Changfeng spoke unhurriedly, with a flat and gentle voice: "Morning."
Xu Xinghe, however, had a face full of lovelessness: "... Morning."
He lay paralyzed on the bed, countless headaches flashing through his mind.
For a while I didn't know where to enter.
And Ling Changfeng was just a few feet away from him, watching him leisurely, and didn't intend to get up and get out of bed at all.
Xu Xinghe took a look at his current situation and decided to strike first: "I have a few questions, can I ask them?"
"It is possible." Ling Changfeng said, "But don't you consider letting go of your hand first?"
Xu Xinghe looked down stiffly, and in the position just now, one of his own hands was placed in front of Ling Changfeng's lower abdomen.
The other hand, holding Ling Changfeng's hand, was clasping his fingers tightly.
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Hehe, at least I didn't hold Ling Changfeng's entire arm in my arms this time, which is considered an improvement...
No wonder!
Holding hands or something seems more embarrassing!
Xu Xinghe quickly let go of his claws, as if he just grabbed a piece of hot potato.
And Ling Changfeng moved his fingertips, as if he was quite nostalgic for that warmth.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and suddenly regretted saying something to remind him.
Ling Changfeng didn't get up in a hurry, and just said to Xu Xinghe: "What's the question, you can ask."
Xu Xinghe: "The first question - was I drunk again last night?"
Ling Changfeng was silent for a while, and said, "I thought the answer was easy to see."
Then, before Xu Xinghe could answer, he asked softly, "Or, do you think the current situation is acceptable when you are awake?"
When he said this, there was no expression on his face, but there seemed to be a faint smile in his eyes.
Xu Xinghe: "..." That must be unacceptable.
He knew that he was asking what he knew, but he still couldn't help but want to struggle again.
Ghost knows that wine with 13 degrees will be drunk!
No matter how much alcohol he drinks in the future, he will never touch the cliff again!
Xu Xinghe took a deep breath: "Okay, the second question—"
He opened his mouth, as if he was a little embarrassed to speak.
After struggling for a while, he finally raised his big black eyes, stared at Ling Changfeng and said, "You won't really record me drunk, will you?"
Ling Changfeng was almost overjoyed.
Xu Xinghe's expression now is tense and gnashing his teeth, as if to say "If you really dare to record it, I will kill people and destroy the body and trace".
It's funny, and it's cute.
Ling Changfeng asked him calmly: "What if it was recorded, so what if it wasn't recorded?"
When Xu Xinghe heard it, his hair exploded, and the decibels soared: "You better not record it! If you record it, destroy it quickly! No copying, no spreading, just destroy the master tape!"
Xu Xinghe stared at him angrily, with resentful and nervous eyes, as if he had fallen into some shady trick in his hands.
Ling Changfeng teased him lightly: "Really destroy it directly? Didn't you say you wanted to see it last time?"
Xu Xinghe categorically denied it: "Who said they want to watch it? I just suspect that what you said is too exaggerated!"
Ling Changfeng said: "Isn't that just to see it? To see my true state after being drunk."
Xu Xinghe gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to! Anyway, if you record it, destroy it immediately!"
Ling Changfeng said "Oh", his tone seemed a little casual: "Why should I listen to you?"
Xu Xinghe: "..."
That's right, it was Ling Changfeng who took pictures of his embarrassment after being drunk, and it wasn't Ling Changfeng's fault in his own hands. Why did he listen to himself
Realizing that he didn't seem to have the bargaining chip to hold the opponent, Xu Xinghe was a little discouraged for a moment, and said in a muffled voice: "If you don't listen, you won't listen."
Then he sat up, rolled over and got out of bed.
As soon as his feet landed, he heard Ling Changfeng's voice behind him: "I listen to my lover."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
His back stiffened instantly.
For a while, it shouldn't be, and it shouldn't be.
It seems that the light six words uttered by Ling Changfeng are more unbearable than the embarrassment being recorded.
Ling Changfeng had a panoramic view of his every movement and expression, and suddenly sighed silently: "I won't tease you, I didn't record it."
If the teasing continues, Xu Xinghe will probably lose his hair.
Xu Xinghe's eyes lit up, he turned around and said, "Really?"
Ling Changfeng nodded, and also sat up: "Really."
Of course he didn't record it.
In the situation last night, he had put all his thoughts on Xu Xinghe, how could he have the time and energy to do these things
Xu Xinghe let out a long sigh of relief, and then he was still a little uneasy, and tentatively said: "You didn't deliberately let me relax my vigilance, so that I could get a big fortune in the future, right?"
Ling Changfeng's long eyebrows raised slightly, and he looked at him with some amusement: "Tell me, how can I knock on you to get the big pen from you?"
Xu Xinghe thought about it, yes, he has nothing to blackmail Ling Changfeng.
He snorted softly, and then he was relieved, and said in a low voice: "It's not the best, I'm afraid you will take advantage of me."
When Ling Changfeng heard this, he suddenly fell silent.
When Xu Xinghe turned his head, he was facing that probing and examining gaze that was up for grabs, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason: "Why are you looking at me?"
Ling Changfeng's eyes quietly circled around him several times, as if inspired by something, he began to have all kinds of restless fantasies.
However, his face was still calm, and his tone was still serious: "If I want to take advantage of you—"
He intentionally paused for half a beat before slowly continuing: "It was already taken up last night."
Xu Xinghe: "..." It doesn't seem unreasonable.
He cursed secretly in his heart, "alcohol is harmful", then turned around and ran into the bathroom to wash up.
Ling Changfeng also got out of bed, followed Xu Xinghe unhurriedly, and asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"
While brushing his teeth, Xu Xinghe mumbled, "Well...it's getting late, let's have lunch directly."
"What do you want for lunch then?"
They woke up together in the bright sunshine, washed, chatted, and ate together.
Like a pair of the most ordinary couples, enjoy the quiet time of two people.
With such a satisfying opening chapter, Ling Changfeng is almost in a particularly good mood for the next day.
Except during the home office in the afternoon, there was an unpleasant episode.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, when Marshal Ling was looking for a document in his study, he inadvertently saw a black folder in the bottom drawer of the desk.
Immediately, he frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to pull it out.
Opening the folder, inside was the divorce agreement Xu Xinghe handed to him on the wedding night, signed with his own name.
Ling Changfeng looked at the pages of thin paper in black and white, and the expression between his brows faded a little bit.
After sitting quietly for a while, he made a sudden move and took the agreement out of the folder...
When He Han came to the study to deliver tea, he couldn't help but pause as soon as he entered the room.
There was a strange smell in the study, as if something was burned, a faint burnt smell.
He Han frowned, and looked up at Ling Changfeng, but saw Ling Changfeng's face was calm, as if nothing had happened.
He Han respectfully put down the tea, and wanted to leave just like that, but the caution of the steward made him unable to resist before leaving the room: "Marshal, do you smell anything? I need to open it Ventilation system?"
"It's nothing." Ling Changfeng looked down at the office documents without raising his eyelids, but said calmly, "You can figure it out."