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Chapter 44 Night Talk
This night was extremely difficult for Ling Changfeng.
More difficult than last time.
The last time Xu Xinghe didn't know whether it was because he was tired or tossed and sleepy, he slept earlier.
This time, Xu Xinghe was in good spirits.
With those big black and bright eyes open, he talked from poetry and poetry to philosophy of life, from childhood to the retirement life in his imagination, in short, he didn't sleep.
"There are a few big bad guys in the orphanage, and one of them is a very annoying alpha who always robs me of things. I still remember him." Xu Xinghe said with a wrinkled face.
"But there are also good people. When I first entered the primary school of the welfare institute, there was a good brother who helped me get a seat at lunchtime. Later, he was adopted by a family and went to another planet with them." Xu Xinghe chatted here, and his eyes became extraordinarily gentle.
"Aunt Sophia is also very kind to me and takes good care of me. I got sick several times, and she took me to see the doctor. So after I graduated, I bought a house in the neighborhood next to her. I want to wait for her to grow old. , can also take care of her."
Ling Changfeng's eyes moved, thinking of the vice president of the Capital Seventh Welfare Institute who came to deliver medicine last time, vaguely remembering that she was a kind-hearted woman.
He asked Xu Xinghe, "Am I nice to you?"
Xu Xinghe was stunned, thought for a moment, and nodded.
"Then..." Ling Changfeng looked at him, his voice was low, but his tone was very soft, "Have you ever thought about growing old with me?"
Xu Xinghe was stunned, he looked at Ling Changfeng carefully, and said dumbly, "You don't seem to need my support."
Ling Changfeng: "..." No need.
Xu Xinghe thought for a while, and finally frowned and said, "It's not impossible, anyway, I will definitely raise Xiaoqi until he grows old."
Ling Changfeng: "..." His little spouse seems to have misunderstood what he meant.
"Speaking of life after getting old" Xu Xinghe said here, and suddenly became interested, wrapped in the quilt and moved forward, almost in front of Ling Changfeng, "I want to retire and go to the western suburbs. There is a small restaurant on the shore of Lake Baikal. It is open every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and July. I decide whether to open it or not depending on my mood. When there are customers, I will cook them some food. When there are no customers, I will make my own cup of coffee. Bask in the sun by the lake, read a book..."
Marshal Ling was silent for a moment, then he stepped back calmly - he can't get too close to Xu Xinghe now, otherwise he really can'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 work at Ark until I retire, 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 shaking, he began to mutter to himself: "However, if there are really no guests, it would be boring to be the boss alone."
After a pause, he continued to mutter to himself: "There will be no guests. Jackie and the others, and Ajia and the others... must be my guests."
Ling Changfeng's brows moved slightly, and he looked at Xu Xinghe dissatisfiedly, with a low and unpredictable tone: "What about me?"
Xu Xinghe winked 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. After waiting for a long time, he didn't get the answer he wanted. His eyes dimmed a little bit, his mouth pouted, and he looked 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 were like this, chatting for a long time in the bed.
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.
Occasionally asking questions is mostly trying to tease him, and seeing him frowning and thinking is very cute.
He enjoyed the quiet night by Xu Xinghe's side, and the unreserved trust and attachment of his spouse.
But the problem is, after a long time, the evil fire that was finally suppressed came back again.
So weird.
Such a time, such a place, such a posture—
In the dead of night, the two of them were lying on the bed, looking at each other and embracing each other, as if they could talk all serious topics into romance.
Even if you don't say anything or do anything, just listening to Xu Xinghe's soft and waxy voice, and feeling the heat in his ears, is enough to make people uncontrollable.
Ling Changfeng now feels like there is a piece of tender and plump meat in front of him, hanging by his mouth, he can smell it and touch it, but he can't eat it.
However, this piece of fresh meat still exudes an attractive and wonderful taste, which always tests his willpower.
Ling Changfeng didn't remember when he and Xu Xinghe fell asleep.
In the impression, he closed his eyes several times and stepped back several times, but Xu Xinghe posted it back little by little.
Before falling asleep, he was forced to the side of the bed at one point, unable to retreat, and finally stretched out a finger and stuck to Xu Xinghe's constantly moving mouth.
"Shh—" Ling Changfeng whispered, "Sleep."
Xu Xinghe finally felt sleepy and nodded dazedly: "Okay, stop talking, go to sleep."
When he opened his mouth to speak, Ling Changfeng's index finger was still standing beside his mouth, sticking to his lips.
As he spoke, his soft and lustrous lips brushed against Ling Changfeng's index finger, leaving a tingling sensation.
Ling Changfeng quickly withdrew his hand.
Suddenly not sleepy anymore...
So, in the end, it seems that Xu Xinghe fell asleep earlier.
That night, after getting drunk, Xu Xinghe slept very peacefully in the company of the faint ocean pheromones.
This stability lasted until the morning of the third day, when he woke comfortably in the bright midday sun.
Xu Xinghe, who had just woken up, moved his eyelids, but instead of opening his eyes 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, and he subconsciously raised a finger and poked—
The touch is warm, firm, elastic...
It feels great in the hand and has a nice smell.
Xu Xinghe couldn't help but poke again.
The next moment, a deep, forbidding, intriguing nasal sound exploded in my ears.
Xu Xinghe was petrified on the spot.
what's the situation? ?
He was awake all at once.
I finally realized who the good smell around me came from.
He stiffly maintained the position just now, and began to close his eyes to recall everything that happened last night, the bottle of wine that had been preserved for 70 years, and the guarantee that he would "never get drunk".
The more I recall, the more tired I am, the more I recall the more frightened.
And after that?
He doesn't remember.
He only knew that when he woke up, he and Ling Changfeng slept on the same bed again.
Although he was awake, Xu Xinghe still kept his eyes open, as if "out of sight" would make him "not upset", so he wouldn't have to deal with the next series of messes.
It's a pity that the person on the other side didn't give him this chance to escape from reality, so he said lightly, "Awake?"
Xu Xinghe: "..."
He had to open his eyes and start to face the bleak life.
A pair of different pupils are 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 a tormented night like last night, his mental state after getting up this morning would not be very good.
Instead, it turned out that he embraced his little spouse and slept through the night.
When he woke up again, he was full of energy, and his eyes were also filled with a rare sense of contentment.
Ling Changfeng spoke slowly, his voice flat and gentle: "Morning."
Xu Xinghe, however, was unlovable: "...Morning."
He slumped on the bed, with countless headaches flashing through his mind.
For a while, didn't know where to enter.
And Ling Changfeng was just a stone's throw away from him, so he looked at him at ease, and he didn't even plan to get up and get out of bed.
Xu Xinghe examined his situation at the moment and decided to preemptively: "I have a few questions, may I ask?"
"Yes, yes." Ling Changfeng said, "But don't you think about releasing your hand first?"
Xu Xinghe looked down stiffly, one hand was in front of Ling Changfeng's belly in the same position as before.
The other hand, holding Ling Changfeng's hand, is clasping his fingers tightly.
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Hehe, this time at least didn't hold Ling Changfeng's whole arm in arms, it's considered an improvement...
No wonder!
Holding hands or something seems more embarrassing!
Xu Xinghe released his claws suddenly, as if he had just caught a hot potato.
And Ling Changfeng's fingertips moved, and it seemed that he was still nostalgic for the warmth.
He lowered his eyes slightly, suddenly a little regretful and reminded.
Ling Changfeng didn't get up in a hurry, so he said to Xu Xinghe: "What is the question, you can ask."
Xu Xinghe: "The first question - I was drunk again last night?"
Ling Changfeng was silent for a while, and said, "I thought the answer was simple and easy to see."
Then, before Xu Xinghe could answer, he asked softly, "Or, do you think the current situation is acceptable even 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 he was asking the question knowingly, but he couldn't help but want to struggle again.
The ghost knows that 13-degree wine can also get drunk! ?
No matter how much alcohol he drinks in the future, he will never touch it again!
Xu Xinghe took a deep breath: "Okay, the third question—"
He opened his mouth and seemed a little hard to say.
After struggling for a while, he finally raised those big black eyes, stared at Ling Changfeng and said, "You won't really record me when I'm drunk, right?"
Ling Changfeng was almost happy.
Xu Xinghe's current expression was nervous and gritted his teeth, as if saying, "If you really dare to record it, I will kill people and kill corpses."
Interesting and cute.
Ling Changfeng asked him calmly, "What if it was recorded, and what if it wasn't recorded?"
When Xu Xinghe heard the explosion, the decibels soared: "You better not record it! If you record it, destroy it immediately! No copying, no rumors, just destroy the master tape!"
Xu Xinghe stared at him angrily, his eyes resentful and nervous, as if he had left some invisible handle in his hands.
Ling Changfeng teased him lightly: "Really destroy it directly? Didn't you say you wanted to watch it last time?"
Xu Xinghe flatly denied: "Who said you want to watch it? I just suspect that what you said is too exaggerated!"
Ling Changfeng said, "Isn't that what I want to see? Look at the real state of my drunkenness."
Xu Xinghe gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to! In short, if you record it, destroy it immediately!"
Ling Changfeng made an "oh" sound, and his tone seemed a little careless: "Why should I listen to you?"
Xu Xinghe: "..."
That's right, it was Ling Changfeng who photographed his drunken embarrassment, and it wasn't that Ling Changfeng fell into his hands, so why did he listen to himself?
Realizing that he didn't seem to have any leverage to hold the opponent, Xu Xinghe was a little discouraged in an instant, and said in a muffled voice, "If you don't listen, you won't listen."
Then he sat up and rolled over to get 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 instantly stiffened.
It shouldn't be, and shouldn't be.
It was as if the fluttering words spoken by Ling Changfeng were more difficult to handle than the embarrassment being recorded.
Ling Changfeng had a panoramic view of his every movement and every expression, and suddenly sighed silently: "I won't tease you, I didn't record it."
If you keep teasing, Xu Xinghe is probably going to lose his hair.
Xu Xinghe's eyes lit up, he turned around and said, "Really?"
Ling Changfeng nodded and sat up: "Really."
Of course he didn't record.
In the situation last night, all his thoughts were on Xu Xinghe, how could he still have time and energy to do this?
Xu Xinghe first breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was still a little uneasy, and tentatively said: "You didn't deliberately let me relax my vigilance, so you can knock me a big deal in the future, right?"
Ling Changfeng raised his long eyebrows slightly, and looked at him with some amusing: "Tell me, how do I knock it out so that I can knock a big pen out of you?"
Xu Xinghe thought for a while, and yes, he had nothing to extort Ling Changfeng.
He snorted lightly, and then he was relieved, and whispered: "There is no best, I'm afraid you will take advantage of me."
When Ling Changfeng heard this, he suddenly fell silent.
As soon as Xu Xinghe turned his head, he met the eyes full of exploration and scrutiny, waiting for a price, and he groaned for no reason: "Why are you looking at me?"
Ling Changfeng's gaze faintly circled around him several times, as if inspired by something, and began to have all kinds of restless thoughts.
However, his face was still calm, and his tone was still serious: "If I want to take advantage of you—"
He deliberately paused for half a beat before continuing slowly: "It was cleared up last night."
Xu Xinghe: "..." It doesn't seem to be unreasonable.
He cursed inwardly "Alcohol harms people", 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 said vaguely, "Well...it's getting late, let's just eat lunch."
"What do you want for lunch then?"
They woke up in the bright sunshine together, and went to wash, chat, and eat together.
Like a pair of the most ordinary couples, enjoy the quiet time of two people.
With such a satisfying opening, Ling Changfeng was in a very good mood for the rest of the day.
Except during the afternoon work from home, there was an unpleasant episode.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, when Marshal Ling was looking for a certain document in his study, he inadvertently found a black folder in the bottom drawer of the desk.
Immediately, he frowned slightly, and reached out and pulled it out.
The folder was opened, and inside was the divorce agreement signed by Xu Xinghe on his wedding night.
Ling Changfeng looked at the few pages of thin paper in black and white, and the expression between his eyebrows lightened a little.
After sitting for a while, he suddenly shot and took the agreement out of the folder...
When He Han came to the study to deliver tea, the moment he entered the room, he couldn't help but stop.
There was a strange smell in the study, like a faint burnt smell left after something burned.
He Han frowned, looked up at Ling Changfeng, but saw that the other party was calm, as if nothing had happened.
He Han respectfully put down the tea, and wanted to leave just like that, but the prudence of being the steward made him unable to help but speak before exiting the room: "Marshal, do you smell anything? I need to open it up. Ventilation system?"
"It's nothing." Ling Changfeng looked down at the office documents without raising his eyelids, but said lightly, "You can do it as you please."