Interstellar Married Beast Marshal

Xun Sheng walked into the bedroom with Xiu Cheng in his arms, and locked the door manually.

Xiucheng's bedroom is not big, and the decoration is very simple. There is a big desk when you enter the door. The wall above the desk is covered with photos, most of them are photos of him and Xiuling, and there are also some of Xiucheng's own ?Photographic works, including flowers, birds, insects and fish.

Xun Sheng went straight to the bed, and carefully placed the man in his hand on the bed.

If you look carefully, his walking posture is a little awkward, as if one leg is too light and the other is too heavy. Although he tried his best to maintain normality, his right leg was stiff and uncontrollable.

The best medical team in the empire created a prosthetic for him. The shape, length, and flexibility were almost the same as his previous right leg, and it was even more perfect. But it was because it was so perfect that it made him The whole body feels unbalanced.

Xun Sheng hates this? He can't control it at all? It's uncoordinated.

He hates everything that is out of his control.

When he first found out that he had lost a leg, he couldn't sleep all night. He thought that now that he had become disabled, Xiu Cheng might hate him even more.

In fact, Xiucheng treats him as always.

Lukewarm, alienated and indifferent.Except when I had to stay with him in the main house for a few days during the estrus period, I spent the rest of the time living in the small western-style building in the garden, reading, sleeping, and doing some weird research.

Xun Sheng can enter and leave this small building at will, because Xiu Cheng can't stop him at all.

Xiu Cheng turned over and lay on the bed, took off his coat, and pulled the thin quilt to cover his body, his voice was full of tiredness: "I'm tired, I want to rest for a while."

Before entering the door, he held back his words? Want to talk to Xun Sheng? After thinking about it later, he felt that it was useless and was disheartened.

Xun Sheng lowered his head and tucked in the corner of his quilt, and said: "Go to sleep, I will accompany you here."

Xiu Cheng was noncommittal, and slowly closed his eyes.After a long time, he covered his stomach uncomfortably, and said lightly: "Xun Sheng, you never want to divorce me, why?"

Xun Sheng lowered his eyes: "I love you."

"...But? I can't? Give you back."

"I know?" Xun Sheng's eyes were dim, and he stretched out his hand to lightly cover Xiu Cheng's abdomen, and said in a low voice, "I don't like others touching you, even... Xiu Ling."

Xiu Cheng said in a cold voice: "You are perverted."

"En." Xun Sheng was not annoyed, and calmly accepted Xiu Cheng's evaluation of him.

His "frightening" precisely lies in this.After marriage, he made a lot of tricks behind his back. Once exposed, or put on the stage, his? posture was extremely low. He never fought back when hit or scolded, but never apologized.

Xiu Cheng didn't want to do it anymore? Tell him? What? He turned his head to the side, squinted his eyes and took a nap.

This time it was?really?fallen asleep, and had a bunch of strange?dreams.In a trance, he turned into a teenager. Sitting in the classroom of the third grade, the art teacher and homeroom teacher stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom, announcing to all the little Omegas in the class that their school held a friendship with an alpha school. Activities, a few days later will send representatives to the alpha school to visit the performance.

In the empire, alpha schools often request to form a friendship with the Omega school. The so-called friendship means that the Omega school sends some representatives to the other school to perform, similar to the condolence performance in the army.

These representatives are selected by lottery, one or two for each class.

Xiu Cheng lay on the desk, covered his head with an open book, and said silently: "Don't get me, don't get me, don't get me..."

"Xiu Cheng!" The homeroom teacher glanced at the lottery results that appeared on the screen, and said, "Come to my office to register after class, and tell me the show you want to perform."

A round face at the same table? The little Omega bumped him with an elbow, and said in a low voice: "Xiu Cheng, this time it's you again, what is this lottery system? Isn't it? There is a problem, I always draw you come out."

Xiu Cheng lay down on the table dejectedly, not wanting to move.

The picture rotated rapidly, and he walked into a classroom full of?little alphas. He first?made a simple?self-introduction, and then performed a cross talk expressionlessly.

Even though the performance was serious and dull, the little alphas under the podium started shouting.

"Teacher, teacher!" A tall alpha in the back row raised his hand high and said loudly: "Xun Sheng has something to say?!"

The teacher signaled the little alphas to be quiet and told Xun Sheng to stand up.

Xun Sheng's seat is in the last row, or in a corner, which can be said to be very remote.Xiu Cheng turned his head slightly, looked over the heads of the students, and looked at the tall and thin boy standing in the corner.

The boy was also looking at him, noticed his gaze, and suddenly grinned at him.

The teacher asked, "Xun Sheng, what's your question?"

"I..." The little alpha hesitated for a moment, subconsciously picked up the pen on the table and twirled it, and said in a calm voice: "If there is still friendship in the future, I want Xiucheng to continue to perform in our class. "

The little alphas in the room covered their mouths and sniggered, another little alpha stood up: "Teacher, teacher, next time we get together, I also hope Brother Xiucheng can come over again!"

The teacher smiled and said, "I know? You guys like Xiucheng, but...these are all decided by lottery and assigned randomly, so it may not be brother Xiucheng next time."

Disappointed in the classroom? Sigh.

Xun Sheng sat back in his seat, his face was drooping, and he was spinning his pen quickly, feeling very unhappy.

The screen shook violently for a while, and suddenly shattered like glass, splitting into thousands of pieces. The weight on Xiucheng's body was so heavy that he almost couldn't breathe for a moment. His whole body shook and he opened his eyes.

Xun Sheng sat on one side, opened the terminal to look at something, and immediately closed the terminal when he heard the sound, and turned his head to look at Xiucheng.

"Just now the robot came to send a message? Tell us to go down for dinner."

Xiucheng was silent, his mind was full of chaos. The dream just now, if the dream was real, then he and Xun Sheng should have met each other when they were very young, but he was completely Don't remember, in terms of his IQ, the cases of not remembering are almost zero.

So it's just a dream.

But why do you have such a dream?

Xiucheng couldn't understand it, but "dreams" were something that couldn't be controlled and could not be explained. He shook his head and didn't bother with it anymore.

Xiujia? The dining room is not big. It used to be a good time for a family of four to sit and eat together. Now that there are too many people, it immediately becomes crowded.

Xiu's mother cooked a table of dishes, most of which the two sons loved. She also cooked a small pot of tonic soup for Xiu Cheng.

Xiu Cheng walked over and sat next to his father, only to hear Xun Yi dissatisfied: "Father, Daddy, you guys came down so slowly." At Xun's house, he didn't dare to talk to the two fathers like this, but With the support of his grandparents in Xiu's family, he became more courageous.

Xun Yi was next to Mother Xiu, holding a bottle of carbonated drink in his hand, and took a long gulp with his head raised.

The nun said: "This kind of drink is not good for your health. You can only drink one bottle today."

"You know? Granny."

The whole family took their seats one after another, Xun Sheng and Gu Yin were next to each other, and their mental power collided secretly, and they all roughly figured out each other's bottom line.

Xun Sheng's hand paused imperceptibly, his eyes were half-closed, but a turbulent wave had already set off in his heart.

His level of mental power is S+, which is already rare and excellent. For a long time, he thought that the difference between the level of S+ mental power and SS-level mental power was only one level. It's not that hard to catch up with the difference in strength by one level.

Only now did I realize that there was a gap between the two of them.

Generally speaking, the highest level of mental power is S+, and the reason for the SS division is because this kind of mental power far exceeds the standard for mental power evaluation, it is unfathomable and has no limit.

It can even be accompanied by the owner's "growth" and continuous improvement.

Xun Sheng's fingers curled up slowly.

Just listen to Father Xiu say: "Okay, let's serve dinner now."

What Xun Yi was waiting for? That was the sentence. Hearing this, he cheered and dropped his chopsticks unceremoniously.

Gu Yin picked up a few dishes and put them in a bowl for Xiu Ling: "Mom made it? The dishes must be delicious, I want to eat more today."

This is? His habitual? Action.Xiu Ling has a small appetite, he likes to eat staple food, but he doesn't like to eat vegetables. Every time Gu Yin sees that there are no vegetables in his bowl, he will put some in for him and pile them up into a hill in his bowl.

"You picked it up for me? There are too many vegetables." Xiu Ling said in a low voice: "I want to eat shrimp."

Gu Yin picked up a fat and tender prawn, peeled off the prawn, dipped it in sauce, and put it into Xiu Ling's mouth.

This scene happened to be seen by the nun, and the old man glanced at his son, not knowing what it was like.

The nun opened a bottle of wine, glanced around, and said: "Our family is not that particular, and we don't like toasting. Whoever wants to drink this bottle of wine can just take it and pour it..." No? What good wine, just to add to the fun."

This is a bottle of red wine produced on the No. [-] landscape star. Although it is not top-notch, it is still very rare.It's just that the two sons-in-law are both the masters of the rich family. They probably have eaten all kinds of delicacies, and the nun doesn't want to play tricks.

Xiu Ling smiled and said, "Father, I want to drink."

"You can't? Drink." The nun hurriedly said: "Omega can't? Drink, what should you do if you are drunk?"

"Drunk? Drunk, anyway, at home, nothing to do."

The nun glanced at Gu Yin inadvertently, and hurriedly avoided her sight without seeing Gu Yin's expression clearly.

"You child, you are getting more and more disobedient. If you can't drink, you can't. You can drink as many drinks as you like at home, not alcohol."

Xiu Ling was just talking about it for fun, and never thought about drinking. The last time he lost his temper after drinking and was spotted by Gu Yin, it became a psychological shadow for him, and he didn't want to do it again.

Gu Yin turned the red wine to him, poured a glass, sniffed the cup, and said with a smile, "Father, this is the famous wine from No. [-] Scenic Star. It's delicious. How did you buy it?" ?”

When he opened his mouth, everyone was stunned for a moment, even the cultivator was also stunned.At the beginning, he and his nun mother threw down their self-esteem and asked Gu Yin to withdraw their marriage, but they received Gu Yin's indifferent rejection. The nun's father has always been worried about it. Just now in the living room, he inevitably reminded and educated Gu Yin with the attitude of a big patriarch. , and the attitude was not very warm. I didn't expect Gu Yin to be so enthusiastic.

Xun Sheng silently picked up the vegetables and stuffed them into his mouth with a blank expression.

Mother nun pinched his wife's hand, and said to herself, "Who is it? Your father, we only have two sons in our family."

"I asked a friend to buy it." The nun answered concisely, reached out and knocked on the table, and said, "Why don't you eat it? Could it be? Isn't the food delicious?"

"Delicious! Super delicious! The most delicious in the world!" Xun Yi puffed up his cheeks, trying to chew the food in his mouth, while holding his stinky feet with inarticulate speech.

The nun caressed his grandson's head affectionately, and peeled the prawns for him.

"Mom." Xiu Cheng said, "Let him peel it off himself."

Nun: "He can't peel well."

"He has his own hands." Xiu Cheng's tone was flat.

Xun Yi cautiously looked back and forth between grandma and dad for a while, then reached out and took the shrimp in nun's hand, raised her face, smiled sweetly, and said, "Grandma, I can peel it myself. That's fine."

"Xun Yi is most afraid of my brother." Xiu Ling whispered to Gu Yin: "Only my brother can restrain him."

Gu Yin smiled, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Is this wine good?" Xiu Ling asked.

"Want to try it?"

Xiu Ling: "I don't want to."

Gu Yin paused, picked up his chopsticks, dipped them into the wine glass, and put them on his partner's lips: "Really? Why don't you try it? The wine is delicious."

The clear fragrance rushed into the nostrils in an instant, Xiu Ling seemed to be bewitched by him, she opened her mouth to hold the chopsticks, and stuck out her tongue to lick them lightly.