I thought my husband was dying

When Zhou Yu woke up, he found that he was sleeping in a strange room directly connected to the office, and he knew who it was after thinking about it.

After sighing with emotion at the swiftness of someone's ability to take advantage of others' danger, Zhou Yu lay on the soft water bed in a daze for a while, finally regained his senses, and checked that there was no urgent message from Walt.

Considering that it has been more than 30 hours since we set off from the capital star, Zhou Yu suddenly felt moldy on his body, so Zhou Yu immediately got up and prepared to take a bath, but after wandering around Cyril's room for a long time, he found out that his body was moldy. The luggage is still in the dormitory.

Lazy cancer broke out and he didn't want to go back to get it, so Zhou Yu casually took out a military uniform from Xi Ruier's closet. People who looked at the straight military uniform were a little excited. Zhou Yu's eyes sparkled, thinking of Xi Ruier I'm like hey hey in a suit.

Imagine yourself again, instantly arrogant, and immediately ran to the bathroom to take a shower, and then put Cyril's clothes on.

……

Wearing the suit that looks sharp on him becomes... very indescribable.

This moment made him think of the embarrassing situation on the spaceship before. At that time, he and Cyril were not together, and the relationship between the two was like a piece of paper, pure and white.

Looking back at the already wet coat, he simply didn't bother to change it, so he just wore it like this.

It's just that this dress is different from the dusty one last time. This suit should be worn often, so there is a faint smell on it, which is familiar and belongs to Cyril.

Lie back on the water bed and wait for Cyril to come back later to send him to pick up the luggage. As a result, he felt very safe surrounded by the smell of his sentry and his clothes, so he fell asleep again on his stomach.

So Zhou Yu had a dream. He dreamed that he was caught in a fire. The fire was so strong and strong, but the strange thing was that the fire didn't burn people at all, but there was a hot but harmless temperature all the way. Spread from the feet up.

First the ankle, then the calf, then the thigh... ass/butt.

Fuck, why does this fire seem a bit lecherous!

Zhou Yu woke up from his dream in a smart way, and when he opened his eyes, he found that there was a huge lump on his body.

"Damn... it scared me to death." Zhou Yu was taken aback. After taking a few breaths, he silently covered his eyes with his arm, and grabbed Cyril's arm with one hand, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

There has been no answer over there, but the breathing seems to be a little short.

Only then did Zhou Yu feel that something was wrong, moved his hands and raised his head to take a look, only to see that tents were being pitched down there, and Zhou Yu was instantly happy, "Ah, Admiral Clinton, it's so early in the morning, so energetic?"

After he finished speaking, he wanted to raise his legs to prop up the big tent with his knees, but when he did so, he realized...he wasn't wearing pants.

That's right, everyone has two hands, so it's okay to put on clothes, but Cyril's trousers are too big for him, and the waist with a clear mermaid line covers both of them, and they can slide down directly when passed on.

So Zhou Yu gave up after trying it twice. As for the clothes...it was so comfortable after taking a shower, and he wanted to sleep, so he just buttoned up two buttons casually.

And now it looks like...

Zhou Yu's face began to turn red silently at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Cyril smiled lightly, and the low laughter in that deep voice seemed abnormally sexy: "You don't even wear your clothes well, huh?"

That sound was so deep that Zhou Yu's tailbone felt numb, and he immediately turned over on the water bed, turned his back up, and buried his head in it, refusing to look at Cyril, and even his neck started to turn red.

Cyril hooked the corners of her lips, and kissed his ears, hair, and neck with her lower body.

The hand didn't stop, it was twirling around the waist, touching and pinching for a while.

It didn't take long for Zhou Yu to feel hot all over his body, especially the smell that Cyril's body usually smells very good, now it has become stronger, and it seems to have a bit of seductive temptation.

Zhou Yu turned around, couldn't help wrapping his legs around the man's strong waist, and then went up to meet him. He rolled over enthusiastically and pressed Cyril under him, biting him hard. lips.

While slandering when this kind of days where you can only dawdle but not get in will end, he pressed Cyril's hand on the water bed maliciously, but the water bed was too soft, Zhou Yu couldn't restrain Cyril at all, On the contrary, they were held short by someone, and the two of them were tossing and turning as if they were fighting, only feeling that every cell in their bodies was ignited.

Looking at the red eyes of the other party, Zhou Yu felt that he was similar. After cursing again about what kind of fucking physique, he leaned forward and bit Cyril's lip hard.

At this moment, Cyril's hand suddenly stretched out to touch, Zhou Yu's eyes widened, and he immediately let out a small groan. Before he could understand what was going on with the sudden pleasure, he heard Cyril said in a hoarse voice, "Honey, you're hard."

There was a bit of joy and excitement in that voice, and even a bit of evil charm. If Zhou Yu could taste it carefully, he might be able to directly solve the first time of his small/male body for this sexy/sexy voice. .

But now all his attention is focused on Cyril's fourth word.

hard!

hard! !

hard! ! !

Zhou Yu sat up from Cyril's body in almost a second, buttocks/meat grazed against Xiril's big tent without realizing it, and then looked at his lower body seriously with a serious and dignified expression go.

He's wearing very little fabric today, so the situation is pretty much unobstructed!

Since the last time he was hit hard, Zhou Yu has been dreaming of this moment almost day and night, when he regains his dignity as a man!

Tremblingly, he pulled off his jacket, and tremblingly looked at the situation inside. After three seconds, he looked at Xi Ruier with tears in his eyes, and said in a tone of rebirth after a disaster, "I, I ,I'm hard……"

"Yeah." Cyril straightened his waist, then sat up, hugged Zhou Yu into his arms, and stretched out one hand directly to pinch Zhou Yu's buttocks. The strength was neither light nor heavy, just enough to take back Zhou Yu's full attention, when he collapsed into Cyril's arms, the admiral seemed to have thought of something very pleasant, and said in a very sexy/sexy voice, "The oestrus omen."

Under his kneading, Zhou Yu was so soft that he almost didn't know who he was, "Huh?"

Cyril smiled and didn't continue the topic, but hugged Zhou Yu directly onto the bed. The water bed was too soft, and Zhou Yu became fussy and unreasonable. If it wasn't for Cyril's quick response, he almost hit his head several times. .

Put Zhou Yu on the bed, pinch the little Zhou Yu lightly, and guide the other's hand to visit his tent. When Zhou Yu's hand moved upwards, Xi Ruier's eyes instantly became hot, and he bent down and bit the tent. Biting Zhou Yu's shoulder, he called softly, "Baby."

Zhou Yu, who was dazed in the heat wave, responded.

"baby."

"……Uh-huh."

"baby."

Zhou Yu finally felt that something was wrong, and forced himself to regain his senses from the enjoyment, blushing from embarrassment and glaring at Xi Ruier, "What is it called?"

Cyril didn't look at him, buried his face deeply in Zhou Yu's shoulder, took a deep breath, and said softly after a long time, "Will you..."

Would you like me to tag you?

When he said this, there was a bit of uncertainty and hesitation in his voice. Such emotions rarely appeared on him, but for Zhou Yu, he had made an exception more than once or twice.

When there are signs of estrus, short-term marking can be carried out, so that when the guide finally comes into estrus, there will be no oolong incident in which the sentinel fails to arrive in time.

Such a short-term mark is enough for the guide to support his own sentinel.

This is an essential step for every couple in love, but Cyril hesitated.

It is very likely that his life will be directly dedicated to the battlefield in the end, and even like last time, he will be seriously injured until he becomes unconscious or dies.

He deeply felt that this was really unfair to Zhou Yu. No matter how much he wanted to monopolize this person and be tied to this person forever, he couldn't do it both mentally and physically.

Asking that sentence is no different from whether you want to die with me.

So Cyril hesitated. The sentinel's instinct would never allow such a situation to happen, but if he had to face the result that Zhou Yu was likely to be marked by others, he could not wait to tear up all the sentries who could do this.

Sensibility made him ask, and he had a hunch that Zhou Yu would definitely agree.

But rationality told him not to ask, Zhou Yu had never seen a battlefield, he had just grown up, and his talent destined him to have a brilliant life.

So Cyril choked for a long time, but in the end he couldn't say the rest of the sentence. He lowered his head and kissed Zhou Yu deeply on the back of his neck, knowing clearly that as long as he opened his mouth to bite, this person would die forever. Belongs to him, carves his mark, from hair to marrow, belongs to Cyril.

But after kissing it for a long time, I couldn't bite it down in the end.

After tossing and turning, almost wanting to kiss the spot red and swollen, Cyril gave a precious, even pious kiss.

This person is his treasure, and he should stand on the stable capital, not face the blood on the battlefield because of him.

Cyril speeded up the movements in his hands, and Zhou Yu was almost lost in his embrace by him, and he gave up resistance long ago, and didn't even have the energy to think about what he was talking about.

And 5 minutes later, Xi Ruier hugged the blushing Zhou Yu and went to the bathroom. Zhou Yu, who had been vegetarian for so long and finally ate meat, didn't react until he was put in a bathtub filled with hot water. He wanted to reach out to touch Cyril, but the latter dodged it without a trace.

"Hey, you're tired. Let's go to bed." Cyril lowered his head and kissed Zhou Yu's forehead. The way he cleaned him was very slow, but gentle to the extreme. Seeing his sleepy and persistent appearance, he smiled. There was a bit of bitterness in his voice, "Be obedient."

Zhou Yu then slowly withdrew his hand, slowly closed his shining eyes, and fell asleep again under the extremely safe signal that Cyril was by his side.

When he woke up again, Cyril's clothes had been taken off and replaced by the clothes he put in his luggage.

After venting for a while, Zhou Yu felt refreshed all over. After tossing and rolling on the bed several times, he jumped down happily and was about to go to Cyril, but found that there was no one in the study.

Zhou Yu frowned, feeling something was wrong.

In the past, every time after making out at night, even before that level, Cyril would definitely watch him sleep, and then watch him get up. How many mornings did Zhou Yu see Cyril's face when he woke up? Face, leaning sideways to help him block the sun, that face against the light seems to be much softer than usual, and the tenderness that can directly soak Zhou Yu in his gaze shines down.

Even if something really happened, he would definitely leave a note for him, so Zhou Yu set up a special notification tone for Cyril's news, so it stands to reason that he could hear it as soon as he woke up, but...

In order to determine whether Walter had malfunctioned, Zhou Yu swiped it open to take a look, pressed his lips against the refresh button more than a dozen times, but nothing.

Cyril did not leave him a message.

Turning his head and striding towards the door, he saw a straight soldier at the door as soon as he opened it.

"Where are you generals?" Zhou Yu asked loudly.

The soldier was taken aback.

"Where are you generals?" Zhou Yu grabbed the soldier's sleeve and asked.

Countless thoughts flashed through his head at that moment, is it too late to leave a message for an emergency?What about afterward?It's already afternoon. He seemed to be going to inspect some base yesterday. Is there something wrong with the base?What's happening?Is it serious?Why has there been no confirmation until now?

At this time, the soldier at the door finally came to his senses, grabbed his hair and said, "Admiral, he is in the cafeteria."

……in the canteen?

Zhou Yu's eyes froze, and his beating heart finally calmed down a bit, but his face still didn't look much better.

in the canteen?

Why didn't you tell him in the cafeteria?

Why not wait for him to wake up and go together?If he is too hungry, then he has cooked so many delicious food!A whole big box!Cook everything he likes to eat!Will it be inferior to the nutrient solution in the cafeteria downstairs? !

Zhou Yu glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and then he was stunned, because the big box that was originally placed in the most conspicuous place in Cyril's office seemed to have disappeared.

Zhou Yu paused, as if his heart had been severely scratched by some sharp object, he turned his head and rushed back to the room and began to rummage through the cabinets. He lifted up the entire water bed and smashed it on Cyril's wardrobe. Zhou Yu Staring blankly at his masterpiece, he didn't even realize that it was actually made by himself for a long time.

Zhou Yu has a bad temper, but when was he so irritable?

It's just that I just woke up and didn't see anyone.

I was worried that something would happen to him, but it was not confirmed later.

Maybe that little box was left by Cyril?

Since when did his sanity disappear so easily?

Standing there, he was a little dazed for a while, then rubbed his eyes, silently dragged the water bed back, put back the clothes he accidentally messed up, and scratched his head again, okay After a long time, Zhou Yu walked out of the office, drooping his head, and asked as if he had thought of something when he passed the sentry at the door, "Where is that big black box in the admiral's room?"

Facing Zhou Yu, who was agitated for a while and seemed to be very disappointed, the guards were also a little unsure about noticing. He hesitated for a while, and recovered from worrying that he would be yelled at again. But when he took a closer look, he found that Zhou Yu's eyes seemed a little wet. It looks special... endearing.

That's the admiral's companion!The guard who regained consciousness almost bit his own tongue, and instantly stood up straight and replied, "Admiral, he was moved away."

"Oh." Zhou Yu responded.

Then he stretched out towards the corridor. The guard saw that he seemed to be in a bad state of mind, so he quickly asked, "Well, Mr. Zhou, do you need me to take you back?"

To be honest, the sudden explosion of temper just now really scared him, but when he came back to his senses, there was only a wry smile left. Didn't he choose Cyril in the first place to face this situation?

If he is not around for a moment, he will worry about his safety.

"No need," Zhou Yu turned around and smiled at the man, "I'm going to the cafeteria."

But that afternoon, Zhou Yu, who hurried to the cafeteria, still didn't see Xi Ruier, because just before he came to the cafeteria, Xi Ruier and Lieutenant General Damon led an inspection team out.

"He didn't... leave any message for me?" Zhou Yu's feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, and he held Virginia almost in disbelief.

The latter was taken aback, and looked at the door suspiciously, "The admiral should tell you directly, right?"

Zhou Yu responded, thinking that he didn't have it, and then felt that things seemed a little weird.

Silently holding the small bowl and sitting back on the table, he was not in the mood to find food in the small box, and he didn't seem to notice the eyes of other people shooting at him.

"You just eat this little?" Xia Xiaohu, who had basically come out of the psychological shadow, said in surprise when he saw Zhou Yu's bowl.

Zhou Yu glanced at him and nodded.

Xia Xiaohu had an incredulous expression on his face, "Do you want to eat more, because you have work tomorrow."

Zhou Yu shook his head.

Xia Xiaohu looked sideways, trying to persuade him, but found that Zhou Yu's neck looked particularly smooth and clean, and he always felt that something was missing.

Xia Xiaohu blinked, what was missing?

After the meal, Zhou Yuwo went back to the room. His mood was not right, and Cyril hadn't contacted him for a long time, so he didn't put much effort into doing anything. He just flipped through the report of the supervision office and looked downstairs. When the fetus and the woman reported the latest report, they suddenly received a request for a call from Clinton.

Zhou Yu paused, subconsciously connected the phone, and was stunned when he saw Sabine on the screen.

"Sure enough." Sabine looked at the environment behind Zhou Yu and sighed, "You should talk to us anyway, if it wasn't for Mr. Chen saying that he received information about Virginia's specifications and suspected that you were there. , Madam was terrified."

Zhou Yu blinked, and then belatedly remembered, he originally wanted to report Mrs. Ole's safety as soon as he saw Cyril, but he was so busy here, he accidentally forgot up.

So I explained it in a low voice with guilt.

"Forget it, I just want to remind you that the news on Sada's side is getting tighter, and someone went to Clinton to search directly today." Sabine basically guessed that it was Zhou Yu who did it. From some aspects, he did not object This approach.

Zhou Yu's eyes flickered, "Go to Clinton to search?"

"It's a bit exaggerated. I just wandered around and observed Clinton," Sabine shrugged. "But we found out later, and he disappeared."

Wandering observation?

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows. Many of Sada's subordinates are guides who can do this. Why send someone?

Seemingly thinking of something, Zhou Yu asked, "Did you find out where it came from?"

"After tracking down the blue card area, it disappeared." Sabine shook his head, "Don't worry, there won't be any major problems."

After tracking down to the blue card area, it disappeared.

Isn't it because the blue card area is his base camp?

Zhou Yu probably guessed who it was, with a twitch of his lips, and after chatting with Sabine for a while, he hung up the call.

The first time he consciously contacted that person, throwing the medicine jar, was actually to cultivate a person who would make trouble in the Blue Card District. The local residents were the best, with a clean resume, a good disguise, quick response, and not easy to be suspected.

But when they decided to come to the distant planet, they basically gave up on that plan. Anyway, the bomb had already been planted and the fuze could be ignited at any time, but they didn't expect that the other party would be so attentive and chased after Clinton all the way.

Zhou Yu smiled slightly. The other party has worked so hard, and there is no reason for him not to proceed with the original plan. Anyway, this matter has to be done, not to mention that compared to the beginning, the connector will take a lot of risk. In the case of a big risk, he now thought of a safer measure.

Flicking his fingers on Walter, he reached for a piece of clothing and a mask, so that his face could not be seen clearly, and then covered the background behind him.

That's right, he got this person's information long after the first follow-up was over.

De Limb, one of the retired elite soldiers who fought in the Blue Card District that year, suffered a leg bone contusion.

The contusion was still so flexible, Zhou Yu smiled slightly.

It didn't take long for Walt to be connected, and De Limb on the other end watched the video with great interest. When he saw Zhou Yu, his face was not surprised, but it was a little more interesting.

"Guess it's me?" Zhou Yu's voice was specially processed, not because he was afraid of De Limb, but because he was afraid that the wall would have ears.

"No one has called my stuff for ten years, what do you think?" Delimbu smiled, took the bottle beside him, and drank it in one gulp, "I'm still wondering if you've seen so many associations?" The weigher is frightened, he is becoming a turtle."

Zhou Yu smiled, "Do I look like me?"

"Such a small body, but still a guide, it's hard to say." De Limb shrugged. Let’s catch up on the old days? Let me just say, I’m very interested in your story, and I can do whatever you want.”

It was a little surprising that he was so direct, "Why?"

"As long as I can make Sada pay the due price, I am willing to do anything." De Limb smiled, with a bit of sternness in his eyes, but it was fleeting, and he quickly put it away, "But here Before that, tell me if I guessed right?"

"Guess what?" Zhou Yu shook the drink in the cup in front of him, and asked with a half-smile.

De Limb looked at the person on the screen, his eyes turned bright, "Zhou Yu?"