Marry the Imperial Marshal after being reborn as O

He Yanxiao stood at the door, touching his nose awkwardly.

Mo Ningyuan had already fallen asleep, and she slipped into his room by herself, thinking about it, it was really abnormal.

But his heart was full of doubts, and he couldn't stand the night, so after struggling for a few seconds, He Yanxiao gently pushed the door open.

The bright moonlight shone in through the transparent window screen, illuminating half of Mo Ningyuan's sleeping face. The slightly messy, fluffy golden hair stuck to the side of his face, making his skin whiter. Covering his waist, the hem of the shirt is turned up, and a narrow waist can be seen.

He Yanxiao's face darkened, and he was about to go out when he saw this, but a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, he stopped, and was amused by his absurdity.

Mo Ningyuan curled up into a ball, probably because he was cold.

But what does it have to do with him being cold?

*******

He Yanxiao walked over and pulled the quilt for Mo Ningyuan.

Mo Ningyuan rubbed the quilt subconsciously, and the brows that were originally slightly frowned loosened.

He Yanxiao stood by the bed and looked at him.

Mo Ningyuan's appearance was completely different from the person in his memory, and his demeanor was somewhat similar, but clumsily similar.

Ji Ting also likes to tease people, but he is not frivolous, some things come from his bones, but Mo Ningyuan seems to show it deliberately, as if he is imitating someone.

Thinking of this, He Yanxiao smiled self-deprecatingly, the man was already dead, and he was just thinking wildly because of a bowl of noodles.

Ji Ting is the general of the empire, the only alpha whose mental strength has reached the sss level, and Mo Ningyuan is just an omega.

Ji Ting's influence is too great, especially after he became a hero of the empire, his every move has been imitated, the lower the level, the more people imitate.

But is Mo Ningyuan out of admiration and imitation, or because of malicious intentions?

If it was malicious, how did he know that he still likes Ji Ting?

Obviously only those closest to him know this, not even Cheng Qing, where did Mo Ningyuan get the news from?

He Yanxiao's eyes gradually cooled down, and he looked at Mo Ningyuan without any warmth.

But the presence of an idea in my heart became stronger and stronger.

What if Mo Ningyuan is that person?

He Yanxiao admitted that he was deceiving himself and others, but he clung to this idea as if he was holding on to the last straw. He looked at Mo Ningyuan's face greedily, looking for similarities in the details.

Mo Ningyuan seemed to sense that someone was looking at her, so she snorted uncomfortably, turned her back to He Yanxiao.

The slender neck was exposed in He Yanxiao's eyes.

He thought of Mo Ningyuan's appearance when he took the initiative to lift his hair. Although Ji Ting was not upright and loved to tease people, he would not do such unlimited things.

He Yanxiao closed his eyes and thought to himself, don't deceive yourself, these two are totally different, how could that person come back to life.

******

"Has he not come down yet?" He Yanxiao sat at the dining table, looked at the time over and over again, saw that it was almost noon, frowned and said, "It's almost noon now, and he still hasn't woken up yet?!"

The old butler said cheerfully, "Marshal, sir, he probably slept late last night, besides, sir is an omega. It's normal to sleep for a long time."

Creatures like omega are fragile and delicate, and their mental strength and physical strength are not comparable to alpha.

The air pressure around He Yanxiao was a little low, "Even if it's like this, I can't get up until noon."

He looked at a maid standing beside him, "Go and call him down."

Just as the maid was about to move, the old butler interjected, "Marshal, you should go and call the gentleman yourself, I think the gentleman would like to see you even more."

After his grandfather passed away, He Yanxiao's only relatives were his little uncle and the old housekeeper. Seeing that the old housekeeper was smiling, but his attitude was unquestionable, He Yanxiao stood up resignedly, went upstairs, and knocked on Mo Ningyuan's door.

There was no response after knocking a few times, He Yanxiao waited patiently for a while, and couldn't bear it before leaning over to listen to the sound inside. After listening for a while, He Yanxiao found that there was no sound at all.

What is Mo Ningyuan doing in there?

Did something happen?

He struggled for a second, and finally chose to push the door open. With his hand on the door, the door was opened from the inside.

He Yanxiao: "..."

Mo Ningyuan looked up at the big hand that was only a few millimeters from her forehead, and said with a suppressed smile, "What are you doing?"

With a dark face, He Yanxiao withdrew his hand, and said angrily, "I'll ask you to go down for breakfast."

He could bite the word "breakfast" hard to express his dissatisfaction with Mo Ningyuan for getting up late.

Mo Ningyuan naturally noticed it, he smiled and said: "I went to bed late yesterday, and I didn't get up in the morning. I just went to take a shower, and I'm going to go down now."

After hearing Mo Ningyuan's words, He Yanxiao's gaze shifted to Mo Ningyuan.

He had just finished taking a shower, and his body was still wet with moisture. His hair kept dripping water, and the water dripped continuously on his shirt. The shirt on his shoulders and chest were soaked, and the translucent shirt stuck to his body. It can be seen that Mo Ningyuan never brushed her hair.

The first two buttons of the shirt hadn't been buttoned yet, and the delicate collarbone could be seen clearly from above.

"You..." He Yanxiao paused, stared at the ground, and said with a dark face, "Go and dry your hair, change your clothes and come out."

Mo Ningyuan looked down at her clothes, looking at the somewhat annoyed He Yanxiao, and couldn't help laughing.

It seems that his judgment was wrong, the little alpha didn't become uncute back then, but became cute from a young age.

Emotionally, I still like to go straight, and I am still shy, but the shyness has changed a little.

Mo Ningyuan remembered that after waking up, Zhulong told him that He Yanxiao peeped at him sleeping last night, and instantly thought of teasing He Yanxiao.

Leaning his arm on the door frame, he deliberately said, "I think it's fine for me like this, why should I change clothes?"

He Yanxiao glared at Mo Ningyuan in embarrassment, his expression didn't change, but the tips of his ears turned red, and he said bluntly, "You don't know?"

"I don't know." Mo Ningyuan teased him, "Why don't you tell me, hmm?"

He Yanxiao's whole body stiffened into an iron plate, and his rigidity was also extremely blunt: "Go back to your room and reflect, and you will be locked up for a day!"

He Yanxiao had led soldiers before, and subconsciously regarded Mo Ningyuan as his own soldier. When he realized what he said, his face was so dark that he couldn't see it.

Mo Ningyuan held back her laughter, leaned against the door frame and folded her arms and said, "I'm not your soldier, you can't punish me physically."

Seeing He Yanxiao who was about to smoke from his seven orifices, Mo Ningyuan deliberately added to the flames, "To be honest, you look very handsome when you lose your temper."

He Yanxiao: "!!!!"

He turned around stiffly, strode away without saying a word.

When He Yanxiao was out of sight, Mo Ningyuan smiled and said, "Did I go too far just now?"

Candle Dragon, who turned into an earring, replied: "Yes, sir, the marshal has been pissed off by you."

Mo Ningyuan spread her hands, "It's not my fault, who made him as innocent and funny as before?"

"Before?" Zhulong asked, "Sir, did you know Marshal He Yanxiao before?"

Mo Ningyuan paused for a moment, then said calmly, "No, you misheard."

Candle Dragon: "..."

He Yanxiao ran downstairs in one breath, only to realize that his behavior just now seemed to be running away. He turned around stiffly, and saw that Mo Ningyuan was no longer at the door, and his face looked a little better.

He breathed a sigh of relief, went down the steps two more times, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He was too annoyed to notice a problem just now, and Mo Ningyuan made him feel like that person just now.

That person also likes to tease himself like this.

The absurd thought of last night reappeared in his mind, he looked up at Mo Ningyuan's closed door, his eyes gradually dimmed.

******

When Mo Ningyuan went downstairs, she saw He Yanxiao sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

The man was wearing a black military uniform. His tense muscles were hidden under the black cloth. Although he didn't open his mouth, he had a strong sense of presence, silently attracting people's attention.

Mo Ningyuan didn't move, she just stood on the stairs, looking at He Yanxiao with her chin on her hands.

He Yanxiao's vigilance was extremely high, and he noticed Mo Ningyuan as soon as he came down, and when he realized that Mo Ningyuan was staring at him, He Yanxiao's face turned black, took a sip of coffee, and pretended that Mo Ningyuan didn't exist.

The two stood still.

"How long do you have to watch?" He Yanxiao couldn't stand it at first, he looked up at Mo Ningyuan, his face was not very good-looking.

Mo Ningyuan came over with a smile, and sat beside He Yanxiao, with a very casual expression, "Who made you look so good, I accidentally fell in love with it, I'm sorry."

With that said, there was no hint of apology in his tone.

He Yanxiao noticed it, and he put down the glass heavily, and there was a crisp sound of collision between the bottom of the glass and the table.

This sound was extremely obvious in the quiet living room.

Mo Ningyuan turned her head to look at He Yanxiao, she didn't speak for a while, her calm expression made it difficult to see his mood.

He Yanxiao didn't know whether he was too aggressive just now. After all, Mo Ningyuan was an omega, or a just-adult omega. She was so many years older than him, so he should be allowed to do so.

Just as He Yanxiao was about to say something soft, Mo Ningyuan said in a frivolous tone, "Are you shy?"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to take advantage of He Yanxiao's inattention, pinched his face, and said with a smile: "You're not thin-skinned, why are you so shy?"

He Yanxiao's eyes turned cold, he patted Mo Ningyuan's hand away, and said coldly, "Stay away from me."

Seeing that she had annoyed someone again, Mo Ningyuan was very satisfied.

According to this trend, it won't take long for He Yanxiao to get bored of him completely.

He decided to add more heat.

Mo Ningyuan raised her hand, and there was a red mark on her wrist, "Look, my wrist is about to break."

Mo Ningyuan's skin was fair, and the red mark on the back of her hand was particularly obvious. He Yanxiao paused, but finally did not apologize.

He couldn't help but think of the feeling when he hugged Mo Ningyuan that day, and reaffirmed his thoughts.

Omega is not made of tofu, it is made of pudding.

He Yanxiao said stiffly, "It's not broken, it's just red."

Mo Ningyuan smiled, "If it's red, if it's rounded up, it's broken."

He Yanxiao; "..."

"Where did you learn this?" The blood vessels in He Yanxiao's temples were throbbing, "Did you learn it in the bar where you work?"

Thinking of He Yanxiao's annoyed expression when he saw her neck showing, Mo Ningyuan curled her lips: "Why, you mind so much, I told you that I haven't been marked by anyone, don't you believe me?"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to lift his hair again, and let He Yanxiao smell the back of his neck.

He Yanxiao's expression was terrifying. He stretched out one hand and clasped Mo Ningyuan's two wrists. His palm was wide and Mo Ningyuan's wrist was slender, so he could grab it with one hand.

Mo Ningyuan looked down at the big hand clasping his wrist. The temperature in his palm was a little hot. He blinked and said softly, "Take it easy, I hurt."

He Yanxiao looked at him with unclear meaning, and covered Mo Ningyuan's mouth with the other hand in anger.

The world is finally clean.