Xu Xinghe watched Marshal Ling step into his bedroom as if no one else was there, walked to his bed, then examined the surrounding environment with critical eyes, then turned to ask him, "Sleep here tonight?"
Xu Xinghe thought to himself: "Where I sleep has anything to do with your old man? Did you come to my room to inspect the work?"
But in front of Marshal Ling, he still nodded obediently: "Yeah."
Ling Changfeng stood in front of the bed with his hands behind his back, looked at the bed, then at Xu Xinghe, but still did not leave.
Xu Xinghe was so stared at him, he subconsciously wrapped his bathrobe a little tighter.
With this movement, he realized that he was still wearing a baggy bathrobe, and there were still drops of water dripping from the ends of his hair...
Appearing in front of an outsider with such disheveled clothes, and being stared straight at him, it is strangely uncomfortable.
Xu Xinghe closed the neckline of his bathrobe silently, and raised his head: "Why don't you go back to rest earlier?"
Ling Changfeng: "..."
Marshal Ling was stunned for two seconds before he realized that on his wedding night, his little spouse was actually pushing him away.
Why
Are you still angry
But didn't they all laugh just now...
Marshal Ling pursed his lips and said nothing. He, who was still calm and composed in the face of thousands of troops, unexpectedly felt a long-lost dilemma at this moment.
He pondered for a moment, raised his head and asked seriously: "Are you sure you don't need me to stay with you?"
"Ah??" This time it was Xu Xinghe's turn to be confused.
Where did such a terrible idea come from!
Ling Changfeng had a panoramic view of the shock and panic in those little deer eyes.
It was finally confirmed that his little friend really didn't need to accompany him.
However…
"Didn't you read the relevant regulations of the "Matching Marriage Law" before you got married?" Ling Changfeng asked.
Xu Xinghe blinked: "I saw it, what's the matter?"
When he married Mu Qingyun a year ago, he did go through the relevant documents carefully.
However, I didn't revisit the second marriage this time, and I almost forgot the details of the regulations.
It's impossible to violate the rules unknowingly, right?
Ling Changfeng was silent for a while.
Just when he raised his hand to resend Xu Xinghe an electronic manual of "Matching Marriage Law", he suddenly caught a glimpse of Xu Xinghe's body froze.
That young and handsome face turned from pink to red, and then from red to blue...
It seems that I remembered it.
Xu Xinghe is a little bit broken at this moment.
After a year, under the reminder of his current husband, he finally recalled a certain rule that Mu Qingyun and himself both ignored—
"Matched parties must have intercourse every night during the first month of marriage (except legal holidays), unless there are special circumstances."
Go to tm's damn rules! !
No wonder Marshal Ling stayed here and never left, did he really plan to stay and have sex?
Xu Xinghe's brain shut down in an instant, and he stuttered: "Although there are such things in the rules and regulations, but I... I haven't entered the estrus period yet! You can't... um, um..."
Ling Changfeng was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding the logic of these words.
Shouldn't husband and wife share the same bed if they are not in estrus
That's not at all what a married man would say.
Or is the other party just rejecting himself with such a clumsy reason
Reminiscent of some remarks on the Internet, Ling Changfeng's eyes sank, and he asked in a flat tone: "Why?"
If Xu Xinghe really did not forget his old love as rumored, I would not force him to do anything.
But no matter what, he still wanted to get an answer from the other party.
When Xu Xinghe heard that he was "unyielding and not forgiving" and wanted to "get to the bottom of it", he immediately became more nervous: "Because, because if I'm not in estrus, we won't be able to conceive a new life even if we doi!"
Dry! ! ! What the hell are you talking about!
When it comes to such a sensitive and private topic, Xu Xinghe is usually a very nervous person, and his cheeks felt hot after he finished speaking.
A touch of pink slowly climbed up the earlobe.
Suddenly, the sides of Marshal Ling's nose twitched slightly.
He smelled a familiar, extremely sweet fragrance.
Just like that night.
It was originally just a faint sweetness in the air, but it spread with the man's shyness.
It was as if flowers bloomed one after another, filling this small world within a few breaths.
Then the strange fragrance surrounded him, and the flower branches entangled him...
In the overwhelming sweet scent, Ling Changfeng suddenly took a step forward in a mysterious way, walking towards the source of the scent.
He knew that it was the sweetness of pheromone that belonged to that person alone.
Seeing the other party walking towards him, Xu Xinghe immediately frowned, and retreated several steps like a frightened rabbit, until he was cornered and his back was pressed against the cold white wall.
"You, you... what are you doing?!"
Ling Changfeng suddenly came back to his senses and stopped in his tracks.
At this moment, he is only one step away from Xu Xinghe.
The aroma of the pheromone seems to have an indescribable magic power.
People can't help but want to get close.
Ling Changfeng settled down and looked up at Xu Xinghe.
From such a close distance, he clearly saw the young man's pale face, his slender fingers tightly gripping the neckline of his bathrobe, his fingertips still trembling...
Ling Changfeng blurted out: "Don't be afraid."
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I realized that the tone was a little gentle, not like myself.
Simply keep silent and stop talking.
Although Xu Xinghe had shrunk to a corner, he still stiffened his neck when he heard the words: "I'm not afraid."
Ling Changfeng was almost amused by his stubborn appearance.
While looking at Xu Xinghe expressionlessly, he thought with great interest, if the Omega in front of him was really a little hedgehog, he must have instinctively shrunk himself into a ball at this moment.
Marshal Ling turned around and took a step back, walking towards the big bed in the middle of the bedroom: "Come and rest."
Xu Xinghe looked at his back, and still asked without giving up: "Where do you sleep?"
Ling Chang said without looking back: "If you don't want to sleep here, you can sleep with me." After a pause, he said lightly: "But my bed is very hard, you may not be used to it."
Who cares if your bed is hard or not!
Xu Xinghe huddled in the corner and refused to come out: "Well... I'm a poor sleeper! I like to kick around and snore in the middle of the night! Your old man has so many things to do every day, what if my sleep is disturbed?"
Ling Changfeng turned around and glanced at him: "If you violate the regulations, you will be fined. You are still a staff member of Ark—"
The thin lips parted slightly, and said four words in an understatement: "Sin is a crime."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
"The reason why the main brain allows the two partners to have sex is to stimulate the secretion of pheromones from each other to a certain extent, so that Omega can enter the estrus faster." Ling Changfeng said here, without any ups and downs, calm as if it had nothing to do with him, "You are from Ark, don't you understand this truth?"
Xu Xinghe thought to himself: "Are you questioning my professionalism?? I can't bear it!"
So I began to present the facts and reason: "Of course I understand what you said. But according to the big data calculation of the master brain, the probability of being pregnant in the later stage of an Omega that was matched in the first year without pregnancy is less than 12.8%, which means that we are nothing like that, There is a high probability that you are doing useless work. And your so-called 'stimulus' is limited to... "
Marshal Ling didn't seem to want to listen to the science popularization in this area, so he interrupted him blankly: "Have you decided to pay the fine yet?"
Xu Xinghe: "..."
No, I still have a mortgage and a car loan to pay off!
He couldn't help making the last struggle: "Well... isn't there room for blanks in this regulation? At the beginning, Mu Qingyun also... Uh, in short, you have a way to avoid the monitoring of the mastermind, right?"
It's hard to say which is more unsightly, refusing to have sex on your wedding night or mentioning your ex-husband.
But Ling Changfeng's focus is not here.
His eyes flashed, and he asked calmly: "Did you not have sex at the beginning?"
Although this is an extremely private question, Xu Xinghe seemed to see hope when he heard this question, and immediately nodded and said: "No! And the mastermind didn't notice it at all!"
The implication is that what a general Mu Qingyun can do, you, a grand general, can't do it, right
Ling Changfeng had a panoramic view of Xu Xinghe's expression, and his heart suddenly felt hot.
When the other party answered "No", he was so radiant that he realized that his little spouse didn't actually have the legendary nostalgia for his previous marriage.
However, when Xu Xinghe turned his expectant eyes to himself, the smile in the different pupils stopped abruptly.
It can be seen that the other party also does not have much nostalgia for the current matching marriage.
Ling Changfeng replied lightly: "Then you violated the rules."
Xu Xinghe: "Huh???"
Is your old man's focus wrong? !
Sensing the increasingly chaotic smell of pheromones in the air, Ling Changfeng was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Don't be nervous, my data permissions are not open to the mastermind. As for you, as long as you are still my legal spouse, your information will also be protected. Encryption at the highest level."
Xu Xinghe's eyes lit up: "That is to say?"
Ling Changfeng: "In other words, we don't need to make substantial progress—the main brain can't monitor it." After a pause, he added: "Just sleep on a bed."
Xu Xinghe: "Huh?"
Why sleep on the same bed if you can't monitor it?
Although the logic of this statement sounded strange, but seeing Marshal Ling's impatient expression, Xu Xinghe was afraid that the other party would say "Then you should pay the fine", so he had to compromise first.
"so be it."
So, in the end, the two still shared the bed.
literal meaning.
Two people, two pillows, two quilts.
Everyone didn't violate the river water, just slept on the same bed.
Xu Xinghe lay stiffly on the bed, wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, not even showing his fingers.
Recently, he had mild insomnia, but after being tortured like this, it directly became severe.
In the darkness, he stared blankly at the ceiling above his head with a pair of big dark eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, a deep and magnetic male voice suddenly came from my ear: "Can't sleep?"
Xu Xinghe immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Ling Changfeng: "You are breathing heavily."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Team leader Xu turned over, turned his back to his nominal husband, and gave a soft "hmm": "I can't sleep, I'm not used to sharing the bed with others."
Ling Changfeng: "I'm not used to it either."
Xu Xinghe: "..." Then why do you bother?
Silence spread between the two.
After a long time, Xu Xinghe suddenly said, "Are you afraid of the light? Can I turn on a small light? I used to sleep with the light on."
As soon as the words fell, I felt my brain twitch again.
Why did you tell Marshal Ling about this? The other party will probably feel that he has too many things...
As expected, the people behind did not reply.
Xu Xinghe didn't know if the other party was still awake, waited for a long while, and finally just laughed at himself, closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep.
He always had to slowly adapt to the dark night.
As the night deepened, sleepiness and exhaustion surged up in waves.
However, even though Xu Xinghe's eyelids were already fighting, he still couldn't fall asleep.
In the quiet late night, some bad memories resurged.
After an unknown amount of time, just as Xu Xinghe was wondering if he would just toss and turn until dawn, Ling Changfeng stood up suddenly.
Xu Xinghe froze.
Fortunately, the people behind did not approach him, but sat up leaning against the head of the bed.
The next moment, a warm orange light came from behind.
Xu Xinghe was startled, and turned to look at his new husband.
Ling Changfeng was wearing an unlined garment, leaning on the bedside and flipping through the electronic documents in his hands. Feeling Xu Xinghe's gaze, he didn't raise his eyes, but said in a low voice: "I suddenly remembered that there is still something to deal with. , you go to bed first."
Xu Xinghe raised his hand to look at the time on the electronic instrument—
It was three twenty-seven in the morning.
I am really ashamed of myself with this work attitude.
Maybe it's because I'm really tired, maybe it's because I finally have a light.
Under the light of that faint warm lamp, Xu Xinghe actually gradually fell asleep.
Hearing his breathing gradually grow longer, Ling Changfeng put down the irrelevant documents in his hand, and looked sideways at Xu Xinghe's back.
His little mate wrapped herself in the blanket and huddled motionless into a little ball.
What's wrong with this sleeping posture
Obviously much more well-behaved than when he was awake, as quiet as a porcelain doll.
"Little liar."
A low voice suddenly sounded in the silent night.
With the help of the weak light, Ling Changfeng's gaze began to scrutinize Xu Xinghe unscrupulously.
Suddenly, his gaze paused.
He noticed a dark red scar on the back of Xu Xinghe's neck that was as long as his little finger.
As rumored, the scar ran across his glands.
Strangely, he didn't think the scar was as ugly as the rumors said.
Even looking at this scar, some kind of strange and charming association popped up in my mind——
If he rubbed such a sensitive place with his slightly callused fingers, his little spouse would definitely tremble all over.
Then, pink clouds would climb over his ears and smudge his cheeks.
Then, that sweet fragrance will permeate the air...
Thinking of this, Ling Changfeng stretched out his hand subconsciously...
Fortunately, reason pulled him back in time.
Looking at Xu Xinghe who was sleeping soundly without knowing anything, Marshal Ling suddenly sighed silently.
Does this guy know that as an Omega, with his back to an Alpha at such a close distance, he exposes the sensitive and fragile glands at the back of his neck to the opponent's eyelids—
How dangerous is it
Ling Changfeng forced himself to look away, and looked down at the document again.
I didn't turn the page for a long time.