Chapter 8 Wedding Night (2)
byXu Xinghe watched helplessly as Marshal Ling stepped into his bedroom and walked to his bed, then looked at the surrounding environment with a critical look, and turned to ask him, "Sleep here tonight?"
Xu Xinghe thought to himself, "What does it have to do with your old man where I sleep? Did you come to my room for inspection??"
But in front of Marshal Ling, he still nodded obediently: "Yes."
Ling Changfeng stood in front of the bed with his hands behind his back, looked at the bed, and then at Xu Xinghe, still not leaving.
Xu Xinghe was stared at him furiously, and subconsciously wrapped the bathrobe a little tighter.
With this action, he realized that he was still wearing a loose bathrobe, and the ends of his hair were still dripping with water droplets...
Appearing in such a disheveled manner in front of an outsider, and being stared straight at by others, is strangely uncomfortable.
Xu Xinghe closed the neckline of the 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 the wedding night, his little spouse was actually pushing him away.
Why?
Are you still angry?
But didn't you just laugh...
Marshal Ling pursed his lips and said nothing. Facing the mighty army, he was calm and composed, but at this moment he actually felt a long-lost dilemma.
He pondered for a moment, then raised his head and asked quite seriously, "Are you sure you don't need me to stay with you?"
"Ah??" This time it was Xu Xinghe's turn to be stunned.
Where did such a terrible idea come from! ?
Ling Changfeng could see the shock and panic in the eyes of the little deer.
It was finally determined that his little partner really didn't need to accompany him.
However……
"Haven't you read the relevant regulations of the Matching Marriage Law before marriage?" Ling Changfeng asked.
Xu Xinghe blinked: "I've seen it, what's wrong?"
When he and Mu Qingyun got married a year ago, he really carefully turned over the relevant documents.
However, this second marriage was not reviewed again, and some of the details of the regulations were almost forgotten.
It's impossible for you to violate the rules unknowingly, right? ?
Ling Changfeng was silent for a while.
Just when he raised his hand and was about to resend Xu Xinghe an electronic manual of the "Matching Marriage Law", he suddenly caught a glimpse of the other party's body froze.
That young and handsome face turned from pink to red, then from red to blue...
It seems to be remembered.
Xu Xinghe was a little broken at the moment.
After a year, with the reminder of his current husband, he finally recalled a certain rule that was ignored by both Mu Qingyun and himself——
"Matching both parties in the first month after the wedding (except statutory holidays), unless there are special circumstances, they must have the same room every night."
Go to the heck rules of TM! !
No wonder Marshal Ling stayed here and didn't leave, did he really plan to stay in the same room? ?
Xu Xinghe's brain shut down in an instant, and he stuttered: "Although there is something in the rules and regulations, but I...I haven't entered the estrus period! You can't...that, that, what..."
Ling Changfeng was slightly startled, not quite understanding the logic of these words.
Can a husband and wife not be in the same bed when they are not in heat?
This is not at all what a married person would say.
Or is the other party just rejecting him for such a clumsy reason?
Thinking of some remarks on the Internet, Ling Changfeng's eyes sank, and he asked in a light tone, "Why?"
If Xu Xinghe did not forget his old feelings as rumored, he would not force him to do anything.
But in any case, he still wanted to get an answer from the other side.
Xu Xinghe became even more nervous when he heard that he was "unrepentant" and insisted on "researching the bottom line": "Because, because if I am not in estrus, even if we doi, we will not be able to conceive a new life.
Dry! ! ! What the hell are you talking about! ?
When it comes to such sensitive and private topics, Xu Xinghe is usually a very nervous person, and his cheeks can't help but get hot after speaking.
A touch of pink slowly climbed up the earlobe.
Suddenly, the sides of Marshal Ling's nose twitched slightly.
He smelled a familiar, incomparably sweet aroma.
Just like that night.
It was originally just a faint sweetness in the air, which spread with the man's shyness.
As if flowers bloomed one after another, this small world was full of flowers in a few breaths.
Then the fragrance surrounded him, and the flower branches entangled him...
In the overwhelming sweet smell, Ling Changfeng suddenly took a step forward, walking towards the source of the fragrance.
He knew that it was the sweetness of the pheromone that belonged to that person alone.
Seeing the other party walking towards him, Xu Xinghe suddenly froze and retreated several steps like a frightened rabbit until he was forced to the corner, and his back was stuck against a cold white wall.
"You, you...what are you doing? 1
Ling Changfeng suddenly recovered and stopped.
At this moment, he is only one step away from Xu Xinghe.
The aroma of the pheromone seemed to have an indescribable magic power.
It makes you want to get closer.
Ling Changfeng calmed down and looked up at Xu Xinghe.
From such a close distance, he clearly saw the young man's face pale, his slender fingers tugging at the neck of the yukata, his fingertips still trembling...
Ling Changfeng blurted out: "Don't be afraid."
As soon as the words came out, I realized that the tone was a little gentle and not like myself.
Simply kept silent.
Although Xu Xinghe had already shrunk to the corner, when he heard the words, he still clenched his neck and said, "I'm not afraid."
Ling Changfeng was almost amused by his dead duck mouth.
He looked at Xu Xinghe blankly, and 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, took a step back, and walked towards the big bed in the center of the bedroom: "Come and rest."
Xu Xinghe looked at his back and still asked, "Where are you sleeping?"
Ling Changfeng didn't look back and said, "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, so 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: "That... I sleep very badly! I like to kick and snort in the middle of the night! Your old man has a lot of time to deal with, how bad would it be if my sleep was affected by me?"
Ling Changfeng turned around and glanced at him: "You will be fined for breaking the rules. You are still a staff member of Ark—"
The thin lips parted lightly, and spit out four words lightly: "Sin plus one class."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
"The reason why the main brain allows the two parties to have the same room is to stimulate the secretion of each other's pheromones, so that the omega can enter the estrus phase faster." Ling Changfeng said here, his tone did not fluctuate, and he was calm as if it had nothing to do with him. "You are from the Ark, don't you understand this truth?"
Xu Xinghe thought to himself: "Are you questioning my professionalism?? Can't bear it 1
So I began to lay out the facts and reason: "Of course I understand what you said. According to the big data of the main brain, the probability of being matched with an omega who did not get pregnant in the first year can be less than 128, which means that we don't care about that. Probability is doing nothing. And what you call 'stimulus' is limited to..."
Marshal Ling didn't seem to want to hear popular science in this regard, so he interrupted him blankly: "Have you decided to pay the fine?"
Xu Xinghe: "..."
No, I still have a mortgage and a car loan to repay!
He couldn't help but make the last struggle: "That...isn't there any room for this rule? Mu Qingyun also... eh, in short, you have a way to avoid the main brain's monitoring, right?"
It's hard to say what's more ominous than refusing to have sex on your wedding night or bringing up your ex-husband.
However, Ling Changfeng's focus was not here.
His eyes flashed, and he asked calmly, "Didn't you have the same room back then?"
Although this is an extremely private question, Xu Xinghe seemed to see hope when he asked this question, and immediately nodded: "No! And the master didn't find it at all.
The implication is that what a general Mu Qingyun can do, you can't be a grand marshal, right?
Ling Changfeng had a panoramic view of Xu Xinghe's expression, and suddenly felt ironed in his heart.
When the other party answered "no", he was so excited that he realized that his young spouse did not have the legendary nostalgia for the previous marriage.
However, when Xu Xinghe turned his expectant gaze to himself, the smile in Yitong stopped abruptly.
It can be seen that the other party also does not have much nostalgia for the current matching marriage.
Ling Changfeng replied indifferently: "Then you are breaking the rules."
Xu Xinghe: "Ah???"
Is this concern of your elders not right? !
Feeling the increasingly chaotic smell of pheromones in the air, Ling Changfeng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Don't be nervous, my data authority is not open to the master. As for you, as long as you are still my legal spouse, your information will also be subject to The highest level of encryption."
Xu Xinghe's eyes lit up: "That is to say?"
Ling Changfeng: "That is to say, we don't need to make substantial progress - the main brain cannot monitor it." After a pause, he added: "Just sleep in one bed."
Xu Xinghe: "Huh?"
Why are you still sleeping in a bed if you can't monitor it? ?
Although the logic of this statement sounds strange, but seeing Marshal Ling's impatient expression, Xu Xinghe was afraid that the other party would throw a sentence, "Then you should pay the fine", so he had to compromise first.
"so be it."
So, in the end, the two were still in the same bed.
literal meaning.
Two people, two pillows, two quilts.
Everyone's well water didn't make the river water, they just slept on the same bed.
Xu Xinghe lay stiffly on the bed, wrapping himself tightly with the quilt, not even showing his fingers.
Recently, he had mild insomnia, but after being tossed like this, it directly turned into severe.
In the darkness, he stared at the ceiling above his head in a daze with his big dark eyes.
After an unknown period of time, a low and magnetic male voice suddenly came from the 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 titular husband, and said "um" softly, "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 are you so old? ?
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 voice fell, I felt my brain twitch again.
Why are you telling Marshal Ling about this? Eighty percent of the other party will also feel that they are too busy...
As expected, there was no answer from the person behind him.
Xu Xinghe didn't know if the other party was still awake. After waiting for a while, he finally just laughed at himself, closed his eyes and started to try to fall asleep.
He always had to slowly adapt to the dark night.
The night was getting darker, and the sleepiness and exhaustion came in waves.
However, even though Xu Xinghe's two eyelids were already fighting, he still couldn't fall asleep.
In the quiet late night, some bad memories came up again.
After an unknown period of time, Xu Xinghe wondered, whether he would toss and turn like this until dawn, when Ling Changfeng suddenly stood up beside him.
Xu Xinghe froze.
Fortunately, the person behind him 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 stunned, then turned to look at his new husband.
Ling Changfeng was wearing a single coat, leaning on the head of the bed and flipping through the electronic files in his hands, feeling Xu Xinghe's gaze, he didn't raise his eyes, just whispered: "I suddenly remembered that I have something to deal with. , you go to sleep first."
Xu Xinghe raised his hand and looked at the time on the electronic meter——
Three twenty-seven in the morning.
This work attitude is really ashamed of myself.
Maybe it's because I'm really tired, maybe it's because there is finally a light.
Xu Xinghe actually gradually fell asleep under the faint warm light.
Hearing his breathing grow longer, Ling Changfeng put down the irrelevant documents in his hand and looked sideways at Xu Xinghe's back.
His little spouse wrapped himself in the quilt and shrank into a small ball motionless.
What's wrong with this sleep?
He was much more well-behaved than when he was awake, and was as quiet as a porcelain doll.
"Liar liar."
In the silent night, a whisper suddenly sounded.
With the weak light, Ling Changfeng's eyes began to look at Xu Xinghe recklessly.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped.
He noticed that there was a dark red scar on the back of Xu Xinghe's neck, the length of a little finger.
As rumored, the scar runs across his glands.
Strangely, he didn't find the scar as ugly as it had been rumored to be.
Even looking at this scar, some kind of weird association popped up in my mind——
If he touched such a sensitive place with his slightly calloused fingers, his little spouse would definitely shudder.
Then, pink clouds would climb up his ears and smudge his cheeks.
And then, that sweet smell will permeate the air...
Ling Changfeng thought so, and subconsciously stretched out his hand...
Fortunately, reason pulled him back in time.
Looking at Xu Xinghe, who was slumbering ignorantly, Marshal Ling suddenly sighed silently.
Does this guy know that, as an omega, with his back to an alpha so close, he exposes the sensitive and fragile glands on the back of his neck to the other party's eyelids——
How dangerous is it?
Ling Changfeng forced himself to look away and looked down at the document again.
Didn't turn pages for a long time.
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