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In the early morning, the warm sunshine slowly fell, and the cold mist gradually turned into water vapor in the halo, gradually rising...

The marshal thought that if he wanted to go back, he would have to restore his previous energy. Although it was not difficult to cross the Milky Way, he was a mere mortal and would never return.

What's more, this planet is really too backward, the distance that the spaceship can reach is far limited, and there are no exercises for human beings to practice, and the only kind of relatively powerful genetic people, the Yi race, don't have a long lifespan.

This is a forgotten planet, left far behind by the rest of the galaxy, but they enjoy themselves in this small space.Feel complacent about your status, relationship, feelings, and these illusory things.

This form is beyond comprehension of Hengyuan Interstellar No.1.Although I can't agree with it in my heart, I can't spit it out every time I look into those weird and changeable eyes.

He has no sense of belonging, affection, or desire to protect the planet.I can only be a bystander. Maybe after ten thousand years, the human beings on this planet can no longer bear the pollution in the air and die of illness; or they will be discovered and occupied by other stars;

And the last possibility, the most unlikely and the luckiest, is that there is someone who can save this planet and help them get out of this future orientation.

The marshal is not that kind, and he doesn't want to be so domineering. This barren planet is not worth it to him, but... If the creator of the moment is revived, there may be a glimmer of hope.No, exactly, find it.

The lifespan of interstellar people is tens of thousands of years, how can they die so easily.Did the creator want to leave a reminder to the world?I have to say, it is a good way.Didn't he just go to spy at night?Go ahead to dangers.

But he never... doesn't like things that don't challenge him very much. Thinking of a certain stern-faced person, maybe, he's different?Hmm... It's really different, how can the thinking of a neuropathy be the same as other people's.

This feeling of being a younger brother and a daughter-in-law is really indescribable. Thinking of the time when he just woke up, he still wanted to subdue He Ziran, and finally beat him up in an instant as he wished. He had no memory at that time. I thought I had successfully subdued him, but now that I think about it, I feel a little funny.

However, it's not bad for now.

If what happened later hadn't happened, he might have started to "tune" him (teach) him a long time ago.But this younger brother may still be pregnant with his little bun, how can he do it?Before the brother and daughter-in-law protested, Xiao Baozi probably protested first.The marshal was helpless and tangled.

"Brother, why didn't you go to see me today?" The voice of accusation rang in my ear.

He Suqin, who didn't want to pay attention, closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.It's a pity... The wet and greasy touch from the lips, and the bursts of fragrance floating in the nostrils stirred He Suqin's nerves one after another.But when he thought of someone's wounded place, the small flame in his heart was extinguished, and the marshal impatiently pushed away the hairy head in front of him, and suddenly turned over and sat up.

Noble and cold, he looked at the little tail who came in behind him, and after wiping his hands, he reached out to take the squeezed toothbrush, ignoring the stupid expression of someone who saw his teeth but couldn't see his eyes.

He Ziran followed happily, like a large domestic pet.Finally, he handed over the handkerchief graciously, with a flattering smile attached.As a result of being busy early in the morning, she finally ate a loving(?) breakfast on He Suqin's slender and sexy thighs.He didn't realize that He Suqin's hand was on his lower abdomen.

The final result was: He Ziran was overwhelmed, lying on the sofa humming with an uncomfortable expression on his face.Touching his slightly distended belly, He Ziran stared at it seriously for a long time, then raised his head suddenly, and looked at Marshal He seriously.Surprised, Marshal He put down the cup in his hand, and secretly looked at him warily.

"Brother, do you like fat or thin?" She looked at him seriously.Secretly thinking about how to practice and maintain.

"I like them all." A voice without hesitation.

"...Really? Doesn't that mean that anyone who comes is always welcome?" He Ziran looked at him dumbfounded.

Marshal He: "...um." Is there something wrong?The father does not think the son is ugly.

He Zi Ranzai looked at his brother carefully, it wasn't like this before, could it be a sequelae?Seeing the serious little eyes on this face, Patriarch He had a headache.He really can't die if he doesn't do anything. In the future, there will be basket after basket of rivals in love, and it's impossible to sweep them all.

"... Ordinary people like thin ones, the ones that are comfortable and soft to hold? Then should I practice it too? Apply ointment again? And..." Glancing at his brother, the sad little eyes are not at all Covering up, muttering incessantly, thinking selflessly.

"...I don't like fat or thin,...I only like you." The marshal who couldn't listen anymore hastily interrupted, wanting to stop someone's wild thoughts.After such tossing, two lives were lost, and the marshal had some black lines.

"Brother~" Finally heard his brother's "affectionate confession", Master He said: In this life, I really die without regrets. (Marshal He: It is never too late to die after a son is born.)

Patriarch He was so moved that tears came into his eyes, and he threw himself into his brother's arms and wept.Marshal He's face was icy: My clothes.

"Brother, can you sleep with me?" After dinner, He Suqin was practicing in his room, while He Ziran was dealing with official duties in the study.When it was close to midnight, someone who was supposed to be in the study ran over with a "da da da" and said coquettishly, pulling his brother's sleeve.

"Go back to sleep by yourself." The marshal refused mercilessly.

"Brother~ I can't sleep." As soon as I think of you, I'm so excited that I can't fall asleep.The two panda eyes are inlaid on the fair skin, which is particularly eye-catching.

"Go back." The Marshal frowned.The tone is serious.

"I don't, I said I want to sleep with you." The rare insistence made the marshal a little surprised.Looking at the teary-eyed younger brother (wife), the Marshal suddenly thought of when he was a child, when the soft bun He Ziran looked like this, he grabbed the hem of his clothes aggrievedly, and huddled in his arms. ... That's all.

He picked up the stubborn-looking older child and walked outside.

"I said I won't go back." Writhing restlessly in He Suqin's arms, he choked up and said.

"I'll accompany you." Forcibly carried him back to the room, placed him on the bed, and wrapped him tightly with a quilt.

He took off his shoes and socks by the bed, squeezed into the bed, and locked the awkward person tightly in his arms.His gaze coldly swept over the faint orchids in the corner.

the next day.

"Who moved this here?" He Suqin asked the trembling servant in front of him expressionlessly.

"Reply Mr. He, this is what Master Gu told us to bring in a few days ago." The servant replied cautiously.He lowered his head, trembling.

"Ancient idea master? Ancient words?" Frowning slightly, ancient words?Not Gufu?

"Yes."

"Did He Ziran let you move in?" After thinking about it, He Suqin asked uncertainly.

"...Reply to Mr. He, no,...the Patriarch didn't give us an order. We thought it was you who let us move in, so we didn't stop Gu Yizhu." The servant knelt on the ground with a disturbed expression.

"Okay, you go down. Help me call Master Gu Yi, and tell him that I have something to look for him." After thinking for a while, he ordered lightly.

"Okay, Mr. He, please wait a moment. The slave will go right away." Trembling, he got up, respectfully retreated, hurried out, walked outside the door, and started running in small steps, like a scourge generally.

……

"Meet Mr. He, I heard that you are looking for me?" Gu Yan saluted respectfully, and looked at He Suqin with a serious face.It stands to reason that Gu Yan's identity should not salute the former Patriarch, but the Patriarch had already notified him a few days ago, and everyone in the future, seeing Mr. He is like seeing him.

"It's nothing serious, I just want to ask what Gu Yizhu has been doing recently?" He asked openly, with a natural look on his face.

"...The subordinates have been here for the past few days..." He was stunned for a moment, then he recovered and began to talk about the current situation in a serious manner.There is nothing to hide, including the rest time, who you met, what you said, everything in detail.

"Wait, when did you see that the bone master's expression was wrong? Where is it?" Hearing something, he directly interrupted Gu Yan's narration.

"When the Patriarch announced that you, Mr. He, are in the same position as the Patriarch. The subordinates accidentally glanced at him, but they didn't take it to heart. Because many people had complex expressions at the time." From the beginning to the end, there was a calm tone. , without any personal feelings mixed in.

"Really? What's the matter with the pot of orchids?" He asked a topic that he didn't want to do lightly.It seems that he remembered it just after seeing it, and chose to change the subject because he didn't want to delve into the question just now.

"That pot of orchids? This subordinate once overheard the bone master saying that the Patriarch likes orchids, so he kept sending people to search for them, but they never found any satisfactory ones. Until a few days ago, this subordinate suddenly saw this pot in the yard. Orchid was immediately startled, and hugged her without even thinking about it." Gu Yan explained carefully.It's just that a strange color flashed in the lowered eyes.

"What did Gufu say? You didn't ask why this pot of orchids was there at that time?" The calm voice contained deep meaning.

"At that time, my subordinates were also very happy. This pot of orchids?... Is there something wrong?" Hearing the implication, Gu Yan suddenly raised his head and stared closely at He Suqin.

"Do you know...although orchids are beautiful, but if you smell the aroma of them for too long, you will be overly excited and cause insomnia, and even..." The cool voice resounded in the quiet and dark room , her thin red lips were tightly pressed, revealing cruelty.

The old saying fell to his knees straight on the ground with a "plop", his serious and cold face began to crack, and there was disbelief in his eyes.