Xu Xinghe went straight to the bathroom after returning to the room.
After being washed by the water, he gradually calmed down.
He patted his face sullenly, a little annoyed.
Have you been too sensitive just now
When Marshal Ling asked him why he wanted joint custody of the child, his temper suddenly flared up.
But thinking about it carefully, Marshal Ling didn't say anything excessive.
It's still different from Mu Qingyun back then...
Xu Xinghe sighed silently, and thought to himself: "Forget it, let's do it like this."
Although the first meeting between the two was a little bit of an unhappy breakup, but since then, the road has turned to the sky, which is good for everyone.
He took a quick shower and left the bathroom wrapped in a steaming bathrobe.
Then the sound of the doorbell ringing was heard.
Xu Xinghe thought it was the orderly who came to deliver something again, so he said casually, "Please come in."
The electronic door swung open—
Never expected that it was Marshal Ling who came in!
This shock and fright is really a bit big. Xu Xinghe staggered and tripped over the too long bathrobe that didn't fit him.
The edge of the bathrobe was stepped on abruptly, and a large part of it was torn off in an instant, exposing a large piece of smooth and firm skin on the chest.
Marshal Ling, who had just stepped into the door, encountered such a scene——
Since he had just taken a shower, Xu Xinghe's originally fair skin was stained with a light pink, and the surface of the skin was still covered with warm water vapor, like a small shrimp that had just been peeled off its shell.
A few drops of water fell down his hair, across his elastic chest, flowed over his flat belly, and then trickled down into the half of the bathrobe he grabbed in time...
Ling Changfeng stopped calmly, his calm eyes following the drop of water all the way down.
A light flickered in the different pupils.
At this moment, Xu Xinghe only had one thought in his heart: "Fuck it! What a disgrace!!!"
Angrily, he lifted the bathrobe, wrapped himself tightly again, and then tightened his belt severely.
As he moved, the silky bathrobe and belt outlined his slender waist.
The one-size-larger bathrobe covered him, like a child stealing an adult's clothes, looking funny and cute.
Also surprisingly alluring.
Xu Xinghe quickly tidied himself up, then raised his head and asked, "Why are you here?"
Marshal Ling's expression has returned to his usual indifference. He first said: "I'll ask them to send you some suitable clothes in a while." Then he replied: "I'm here to tell you—yes."
Xu Xinghe was taken aback: "What can I do?"
Ling Changfeng looked into his eyes and said, "Joint custody of the future children. If you want, of course you can."
Xu Xinghe's pupils shrank.
He never thought that after experiencing countless ridicules and doubts, abuse and misinterpretation, when he himself began to waver in his insistence, whether it was as unreasonable as people said, he actually got such an answer.
Ling Changfeng did not reply to him with "wishful thinking" contemptuously like the Mu family, but told him, if you want, of course you can.
Xu Xinghe suddenly felt his nose sore.
The black eyes were moistened by the steam.
He quickly turned his face away, still a little unbelievable for a while, so he lowered his eyes and asked again: "Such a big matter, don't you need to discuss it with the people around you before making a decision?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted so much that he wanted to slap himself in the face.
The other party agreed, so why do I ask more questions! What if he backs off again?
Thinking of this, Xu Xinghe immediately raised his head and looked at Ling Changfeng eagerly, for fear that the other party would take advantage of the situation and say "then I'll think about it later".
Marshal Ling felt a little itchy when he saw those wet deer eyes.
In his opinion, the way his newlywed child stares at him intently is like a baby animal staring at its beloved plush toy.
Such focused and expectant eyes will undoubtedly make Alpha feel happy and satisfied from the bottom of his heart.
The vicious desires engraved in the bones are also ready to move.
Ling Changfeng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, but he looked away calmly, and replied, "I decide my own affairs, so who do I need to discuss with?"
Xu Xinghe felt relieved.
Even looking at Marshal Ling's iceberg face made him feel much gentler.
The corners of the mouth also raised up involuntarily, and smiled: "Thank you."
With this smile, a sweet dimple appeared on the left cheek.
Ling Changfeng glanced at the dimple intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes froze slightly.
Xu Xinghe settled his mind, relaxed, and let out a big yawn.
Since receiving the second matching notification from the mastermind, he hasn't slept well these nights, and has mild insomnia.
It's rare to feel sleepy now, and I just want to fall on the bed and have a good sleep.
But Marshal Ling was still standing straight in the room, showing no intention of leaving.
And the expression is serious, as if there is something important to explain.
Xu Xinghe tentatively asked: "Is there anything else you need?"
Marshal Ling looked at him: "You don't need to use honorifics when you talk to me in the future."
"Ah??" Xu Xinghe was stunned.
He originally thought that the two of them would not meet much in the future, and it didn't matter what they were called. But after thinking about it, even if the two are just a superficial couple, it is really strange to say honorifics at home.
So he nodded kindly: "Okay."
Ling Changfeng continued to be serious and said: "I will try my best to pay attention to my tone in the future. If something makes you feel uncomfortable, just tell me—"
After a pause, he said lightly, "I can change it."
If the marshal's adjutant, Major General Qin Yuan, was present, his mouth would have opened into an O shape by now.
As early as when he was in the military academy, Qin Yuan once commented on Ling Changfeng with his comrades in the same class: "You said that he 'does not hit the south wall and does not look back'? You are wrong, he is the kind who will break the south wall people".
More than thirty years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Marshal Ling has broken through many walls, and still goes his own way.
But Qin Yuan has never heard the word "I change" from his mouth.
It's a pity that this unprecedented sincere statement at this moment, coupled with Marshal Ling's iceberg face that has never changed for thousands of years, and his serious tone as if he was lecturing, gave people a feeling of insincerity.
Xu Xinghe even felt that the other party was not saying "I can change it", but "it is impossible to change it, so you should be more tolerant of any problems in the future".
So Xu Xinghe had no choice but to shake his head with a black face: "No, it's nothing, it's fine as it is now."
Marshal Ling continued with a "hmm".
Still not going.
Xu Xinghe bit the bullet and began to hint further: "It's getting late, why don't you...you..."
Just as he was thinking about how to tactfully remind the other party to leave, Marshal Ling automatically took over the conversation: "Are you going to rest?"
Xu Xinghe nodded hastily, not noticing the other party's gradually deepening eyes.
Marshal Ling pondered for a moment: "Then let's go."
With that said, he walked towards Xu Xinghe's bedroom with his hands behind his back.