Interstellar Rebirth: The Admiral’s Wife is Good and Wild

Si Yuting was brought back to his room by Qu Tong, pushed onto the bed, and kissed.

Si Yuting was stunned for a moment, a look of doting flashed across his eyes, and he cooperated with his little wife's initiative.

Soft lips stroked across the skin, biting open the shirt buttons one by one, occasionally scratching the skin, bringing a sense of warmth.

The belt was also taken away...

"Your Highness, I suddenly feel that the endless sea of ​​flowers on Roy Star is not as beautiful as the worry in your eyes that day~"

The whispered love words enter the ears along with the tide of emotion, and the deliberately prolonged ending tone is sweet and crisp.

Si Yuting suddenly understood why Ali was so enthusiastic tonight.

He was happy because he thought he had solved a big problem.

It turns out to be such a small reason.

His Ah Li is really...heart-warming and heart-breaking.

"Ali."

"Hmm~" She opened her almond-shaped eyes slightly and hummed softly.

"I'm here."

If nothing unexpected happens, it will always be there.

The kisses were dense and narrow, winding down.

The spring breeze blows over the rain and dew, from shallow to deep, plucking the strings deepest in my heart...

It was late at night, Qu Tong lay softly in Si Yuting's arms, feeling lightly sleepy.

She snuggled into Si Yuting's arms, took his hand and placed it on her waist.

Si Yuting consciously began to massage her gently.

He can grasp the most appropriate strength and fingering without her command.

It's so comfortable.

Qu Tong couldn't help but let out a moan of satisfaction.

The force on my waist suddenly increased, followed by a hoarse voice with a warning: "Don't make a sound."

Qu Tong understood and shut up.

If you spend time with Si Yuting, you will find that he exudes a cold, unparalleled and unattainable temperament. At first glance, people think he must have a cold personality.

In fact, not only is his personality not cold, his eyes also show desire, and his desire is as strong as his strength.

And there is no oppression in front of her.

She could clearly see his emotions, and the satisfaction after relief, and his face was not expressionless.

The inexplicable contrast always makes people feel a secret love for it.

Only you can see it, only you can feel it.

The two loving sentences just now suddenly echoed in my mind. Hehe, I want to hear more.

"Hubby, tell me you like me." Qu Tong said coquettishly.

Si Yuting smiled helplessly, looked into Qu Tong's eyes seriously, and spoke slowly.

"I love you."

Yes, yes, yes! That's it!

Very natural and affectionate.

Si Yuting's voice was pleasant to the ears, slightly magnetic and low, and deliberately soft with a bit of abstinence and coldness, which was particularly alluring.

Her ears were numb from listening to it.

"Yeah, it sounds nice, like you've loved me for a long time." Qu Tong praised generously.

"Ah."

"Hmm what?" Qu Tong suddenly had an idea, "Has Your Highness liked me for a long time?"

Si Yuting pursed his lips and said nothing.

Qu Tong suddenly became interested and stopped pressing his waist, asking questions one after another.

"When?"

"Before the Military League or after the Military League?"

"Then why are you still pretending to be cool?"

Si Yuting held down Qu Tong's restless body and pretended to be serious, "Go to sleep!"

Qu Tong kept asking, but Si Yuting didn't say anything.

"I won't sleep till dawn."

Qu Tong curled her lips, snorted, turned over and faced away from Si Yuting.

But the person was still in his arms.

Si Yuting hugged his sweet and soft little wife and closed his eyes.

His mood changed slowly as they got to know each other, and he couldn't tell the exact moment.

But he still clearly remembered that under the silver light, she smiled with her eyes curved. Although she was a cunning little fox, she was so well-behaved and docile that it softened his heart.

*

Day two.

Qu Tong turned over and saw Si Yuting, who was working on her bed.

You can work electronically without worrying about making any noise that would disturb her.

Seeing her wake up, Si Yuting stopped what he was doing and looked over at her sideways.

"Good morning, Your Highness."

Qu Tong greeted him and sat up.

The quilt slipped from the shoulders, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white naked skin, with occasional pink traces.

Qu Tong didn't care and leaned over to reach the ring on the bedside table.

Si Yuting was shaken to the point of feeling dry-mouthed, and he turned his gaze away calmly.

Qu Tong put the ring on her ring finger and took out a new skirt to put on.

Since the last exam, she has transferred some of her commonly used items into the ring given to her by Si Yuting.

He looked at Si Yuting's smart brain projection screen and asked, "Your Highness, have you started collecting evidence a long time ago?"

"Five years ago." Si Yuting did not hide it. "Only if he committed enough crimes could he receive the punishment he deserved, but you brought it forward."

Qu Tong didn't expect that Si Yuting's ideas coincided with his own.

She understood that capital was far more terrifying than she had imagined, and that many things could be settled with money.

Even the death penalty can be changed to suspended death sentence, then to life imprisonment, and finally to fixed-term sentence.

The only difference is that she chose to cut off the financial resources of the Lan family, while Si Yuting chose to collect evidence in order to impose multiple punishments for multiple crimes.

The ultimate goal is to prevent the Lan family from having the opportunity to operate funds.

At noon, Fei Wenxing and others came to see her.

After showing some concern, Cheng Yao sighed, "The Lan family has caused such a big incident this time that we don't even know if the charity dinner tomorrow night will be held."

"What should we do? Hold it together with Lan Xingrui's funeral?" Fei Wenxing sneered.

Everyone thought so, except Qu Tong, who disagreed: "We still have to do it."

Otherwise where would the money come from?

Although it is a charity gala, 50% of the potions and treasures that the Lan family put up for auction will be donated to charitable organizations, but won’t there still be 50% left?

Not to mention the secret gift-giving in the world of fame and fortune.

"Who cares whether he does it or not? What does it have to do with me? We're not going." Fei Wenxing waved his hand indifferently.

Fei Wenxing and his classmates had classes in the afternoon, so only Xu An stayed behind.

Qu Tong asked Xuanping and the others to leave first and poured Xu An a cup of osmanthus black tea.

Xu An stared at the tea in a daze.

Qu Tong leaned back in his chair holding the cup, and said in a leisurely voice: "Do you have any questions for me?"

Xu An was silent for a long time before he spoke with difficulty: "Is Junli your real name?"

"I guess so." Qu Tong answered calmly, not too surprised.

Perhaps Xu An had guessed it a long time ago, but only dared to confirm it recently.

After getting a positive answer, Xu An didn't know what to feel at the moment, he was very confused.

After a long while, he asked the second question: "Can you tell me how my sister left?"

Qu Tong raised his eyebrows: "Don't you suspect that I was the one who killed your sister?"

Xu An looked at the soul in front of him, which had the same face as his sister but was completely different, and shook his head.

He never doubted it.

In fact, she didn't have to be so nice to herself. She didn't owe herself anything.

"I had a mental riot early and didn't make it."

Qu Tong cleverly changed the way he put it.

The dead are gone, and I don’t want Xu An to feel guilty for the rest of his life.

The original owner probably didn't want Xu An to think that he didn't give enough star coins.

Xu An was not wrong, his situation at school was already difficult enough.

The price of medicine has increased, and Brother Liang did nothing wrong, he was just doing business as normal.

Even Li Kun and the others had nothing to do with the original owner's death. Even if they didn't steal the star coins, the original owner would still have died of a mental riot.