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Ling Changfeng could clearly hear his own heartbeat.

The man's voice was sticky and soft, and it flowed into his ears lightly, and then tangled in his heart a few times.

The speeding car drove fast on the empty track, passing the street lamps floating in the night sky. The different pupils reflected the lights of thousands of homes in the sky, and they also flickered on and off with the scenery passing by outside the window.

The concentration is as strong as Ling Changfeng, and he can't bear it any longer at this moment.

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

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

The small hand held in the palm was cold, and it was 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 was already hoarse.

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

Ling Changfeng suddenly realized——

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

A stream of heat rose from his spine and quickly flowed through his limbs.

Let him heat up all over.

However, Xu Xinghe still leaned forward again without knowing his life, and half of his body was attached to it.

The car was filled with the unique sweetness of that person's pheromone.

Filled with joy and haunting dreams.

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

Xu Xinghe sniffed around him, like a puppy foraging for food, and asked incredulously, "You smell so good."

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

The latter's eyelashes trembled, and an indescribable emotion flashed across his eyes.

This is a closed and private little world.

Marshal Ling's car today adopts a front and rear fully partitioned design, and the cockpit and the inner cabin do not communicate with each other, so the people sitting in the driver's seat and the co-pilot can't hear everything that happens 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 broken hair in front of Xu Xinghe's forehead.

"Some intimacy after marriage—"

Ling Changfeng asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it acceptable?"

Xu Xinghe looked at him: "For example, rubbing your stomach or brushing your hair?"

Ling Changfeng: "..."

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

"It's not that." Ling Changfeng was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "It's an intimate act between spouses."

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 Xu Xinghe's back neck.

The calloused index and middle fingers touched the small scar.

Gently rubbed it.

Xu Xinghe shivered.

That sensitive and fragile skin, especially, can't stand provocation.

However, Ling Changfeng's hand seemed to be glued, and he stayed there and didn't leave.

Some techniques are roughly self-taught.

As an alpha, Ling Changfeng seemed to naturally know how to mark, how to ask for an omega, and how to satisfy the other party.

Xu Xinghe's breathing became a little faster.

"do not do that"

He frowned and shrank back, there seemed to be a layer of mist in his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly: "It's uncomfortable."

Ling Changfeng's gaze has changed, his gaze towards Xu Xinghe is unbridled and undisguised.

He clearly saw that Xu Xinghe's eyes were flushed with light red, 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 welcome.

"It'll be comfortable in a while," he said in a low voice.

The sound seemed softer than ever.

There were storms in his eyes, the sky was falling apart, and it was difficult to control himself.

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

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and the scorching breath rushed to the face.

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

Leaving a bright trace.

Ling Changfeng's movements froze instantly.

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

Those eyes were wet.

It wasn't because of what I thought.

Xu Xinghe seemed to be really crying.

Like being bullied.

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

The pearl-like tears fell silently, like a switch, instantly cutting off all distractions and impulses in his heart.

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

He felt that Xu Xinghe was probably sent by God to restrain himself. He could easily provoke his enthusiasm, making it difficult for him to control himself, and could easily stop this enthusiasm and make him rein in his horse.

Xu Xinghe, who had lost his restraint, did not move, and still looked at him with a pair of wet eyes.

It seems to be a small stone sculpture, motionless.

Tears streamed down the corners of his mouth, carving a long tear on the left side of his face.

Ling Changfeng's gaze stayed on his lips for a moment, and he thought in a trance that if Xu Xinghe was smiling now, there would have been a small dimple here.

He raised his hand again and wiped the tear from his left cheek.

"I won't mess with you, 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 anything, but said in a gentle voice like coaxing a child: "Don't be afraid, you go home later and take a hangover medicine, then go to sleep, and then wake up later There's nothing left."

He thought to himself that Xu Xinghe would still have to drink less alcohol in the future.

Now that it's like this, it can be regarded as self-inflicted.

Xu Xinghe stayed motionless for a while, and then started to get restless again.

After being drunk, he was always uneasy and uneasy.

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

He stared at Ling Changfeng for a moment, as if he had forgotten what the other party had just done in the blink of an eye.

Then he stuck it next to his big cat again, tilted his head, and leaned down on Ling Changfeng's shoulder.

Ling Changfeng's body froze slightly.

This is the first time Xu Xinghe has put his pillow 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 on one shoulder, but at this moment, facing Xu Xinghe's reliance, he suddenly panicked.

She froze in place, not daring to move.

I'm afraid he'll be uncomfortable.

Such a simple action that had nothing to do with any lust, thus sealed Marshal Ling all the way.

But the right hand holding Xu Xinghe never let go.

Ling Changfeng silently took a few 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 on his neck, and replied in a soft voice, "A little scared."

"afraid of what?"

"……"no answer.

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

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

He knew that Xu Xinghe had something in his heart and wanted to explore it, but he didn't dare to delve into it.

Afraid of self-defeating, if you are not careful, you will break the defense line carefully built by the other party.

So contradictory, so careful, so restrained.

In the dark night, the two cuddled together.

The street scene outside the window regressed, and the bustling silently staged in the city.

Ling Changfeng had an illusion in a trance, as if the two of them could keep leaning on like this until the book said that the sea was dead and the rocks were rotten, and the world was old.

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

After the previous experience of drunk Xu Xinghe hugging Ling Changfeng in front of a large audience, the head of the service was very "considerate" this time to let all the servicemen in the hall avoid him, leaving himself on standby.

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

The two just walked in hand in hand, like an ordinary couple...

Well, not ordinary either.

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

Xu Xinghe started to make trouble.

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

He was pulled back by Ling Changfeng's hand.

"It's a hangover medicine."

Marshal Ling personally took the pills and the water cup from the foreman, and said to Xu Xinghe in a warm voice, "Be good, go to bed after drinking."

Xu Xinghe still said, "I don't drink it."

Ling Changfeng made persistent efforts: "It's more comfortable to drink."

He Han was stunned as he watched the two confront each other for a few back and forth. He was amazed at when the marshal became so gentle, patient and good-tempered. The two masters of the Marshal's Mansion.

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

Ling Changfeng saw that it was not good to be soft, so he planned to be hard.

He pulled Xu Xinghe in front of him, and the plan was very good—

The first step is to pinch his chin, let him open his mouth, and then insert the pills into his mouth, at the eye of his throat, and lift his chin, and the medicine will come naturally. It would be swallowed by him, even without water.

Unfortunately, before the plan was implemented, Xu Xinghe's other hand was also held up.

Grabbing Ling Changfeng's right hand with both hands, he shook it gently, his tone was soft and waxy: "I don't drink, don't feed me..."

Ling Changfeng: "..."

The plan was in vain all of a sudden, it was difficult for him to say "no" to Xu Xinghe like this.

"Are you really not drinking? It will make you feel better after drinking it." Ling Changfeng asked, but he had already put down the water glass and put away the medicine.

Xu Xinghe still shook his head: "I'm not uncomfortable."

"Well, then you go to bed early."

Xu Xinghe nodded, but did not let go.

He looked at Ling Changfeng, still those two words: "Accompany me."

Ling Changfeng: "..."

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

Ling Changfeng's Adam's apple rolled.

He had nothing to do with such a young spouse, and after a few seconds he was defeated: "Okay."

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

It was still pulled in by Xu Xinghe himself.

The drunk Xu Xinghe obviously didn't realize how this was an act of bringing wolves into the room.

He even changed his clothes in front of Ling Changfeng.

The clean and flat white shirt on his body has become wrinkled after some tossing in the cabin.

The buttons on the neckline were also open two, messily open.

The suet jade-like skin and the thin and erect collarbone fell into Ling Changfeng's eyes.

Ling Changfeng stared straight at it 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 rule that will not change whether he is drunk or sober.

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

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it.

I don't know if it's because the estrus period has completely passed. 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 it and I can't eat it, so if I ask more questions, isn't it okay to look for trouble?

It's a pity that if you say it out, the water you spilled out can't be taken back.

Of course Xu Xinghe at this moment will not refuse his proposal: "Yes."

Ling Changfeng froze in place for a moment, Xu Xinghe had already walked into the bathroom first, and the 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 crashed on the marble tiles, and the water vapor in the bathroom was hazy.

On the inside of the glass, Xu Xinghe's white dick was so caught off guard that it collided into his field of vision.

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

The voice was hoarse again: "You hurry up and wash."

After he finished 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 washed it in less than six or seven minutes.

He wrapped 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 put on his shoulders and pushed him out of the bathroom.

Ling Changfeng was pushed by Xu Xinghe to the side of the bed.

Seeing that he was about to dig in when he lifted the quilt, he couldn't help but reach out and hooked the collar of his bathrobe: "Go blow your head first, be careful of catching a cold."

Xu Xinghe's bathrobe was not fast enough, but when he pulled it like that, a large piece of chest was exposed.

Ling Changfeng: "..."

He quickly let go, and silently called the housekeeping robot.

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

Ling Changfeng stayed by his side, nodding calmly: "I'm not leaving."

When his hair was dry and everything was 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 generously to Ling Changfeng: "You also come in."

Ling Changfeng looked at the other party's calm smile, sighed in his heart, and went to bed less calmly.

Xu Xinghe faced him: "Let's chat next."

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

Xu Xinghe nodded: "I'm scared alone and want to find someone to accompany me."

In the night after being drunk, he is always very insecure, and he needs to find someone to spend the long night with him.

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

Forget it.

Xu Xinghe's eyes were sparkling: "Thank you."

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

It wasn't something to be thankful for.

He asked him, "Can anyone do it?"

Xu Xinghe thought for a while: "If you are an acquaintance."

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

They may have all seen Xu Xinghe's clingy appearance after being drunk.

Thinking of this, Ling Changfeng's heart flashed a trace of uncontrollable irritability.

"Any acquaintances?" he asked again.

Xu Xinghe said, "It's better for you."

Ling Changfeng: "Because I smell good?"

Xu Xinghe nodded.

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

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xu Xinghe shaking 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 at Xu Xinghe's bright eyes and suddenly said, "...Meow."

The author has something to say: Marshal Ling: Well, I am the cat.