Interstellar Married Beast Marshal

The moist and hot kiss rustled down his back, the itching did not relieve, but worsened.Xiu Ling shrunk her body impatiently, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's not a kiss if you scratch it."

Gu Yin seemed to laugh, raised his head, and gently scratched his back with his fingers.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." Xiu Ling hummed contentedly, and at the end? He added worryingly: "You are not allowed to go."

He thought he could see Gu Yin every time he opened his eyes.

"I won't leave, I'll just stay here and guard you." Gu Yin was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he pulled the thin quilt to cover him, buried his hands in the quilt, and could vaguely see the bulge from the quilt. A small piece, this small piece of bulge stayed on the top at first, but slowly, it moved down?

"Wrong." Xiu Ling said, "It's not there, it doesn't itch there."

"I know."

Xiu Ling muttered: "You know why..." His voice became lower and lower, and finally it was submerged between his lips and teeth like a mosquito's gossamer.

He fell asleep defenselessly.

The slender and thick eyelashes hang down very low, and the wings of the nose move, making a light and shallow breathing sound, and even snoring once or twice from time to time.The blush on the cheeks is still there, and the drunkenness is pleasant.

There was a hint of sweet pheromone in the air, and Gu Yin's hand was extremely dishonest in the quilt, before he reluctantly pulled it out.

Xiu Ling fell into a deep sleep, turned over feeling a little unwell, and continued to have a sweet dream.

Gu Yin got up and closed the curtains, adjusted the light in the room, opened the door lightly, and walked out.

The living room was very quiet, Xiu Cheng and Xun Yi went to the room for an afternoon nap, and Father Xiu went out due to something, only Xun Sheng was sitting on the sofa, staring at the terminal, as if processing work online.

Gu Yin pursed his lips, he didn't seem to understand Xun Sheng and Xiu Cheng.

Ming? Ming? are partners, but they can't see any warm interaction between them, Xiucheng is indifferent and alienated, Xun Sheng is silent and reserved, they are in the same room, but there is no verbal communication.

But if it is said that the two share the same bed, have different dreams, and have no feelings, it is still biased.Xun Sheng often looks at Xiu Cheng with warm and loving eyes, not to mention that he is such a busy person, he is willing to spare time on his rest day? To spend time at his father-in-law's house? To accompany his partner and children, rounding up, he can barely be called a model partner.

Gu Yin thought, probably the two had a quarrel, and they were in the stage of the cold war, so they seemed so awkward.

Hearing footsteps, Xun Sheng turned off the terminal and looked up at Gu Yin.

"You are very good." He said nonchalantly, bent his fingers and tapped the tea table in front of him: "In half a year, you have tamed Xiu Ling, a little pepper, and obeyed you."

Gu Yin frowned, he didn't like the word "tame".

Xiu Ling was what he worked hard to pursue. Although the two of them hadn't been together for a long time, every sweetness in it was worth recalling carefully.The two of them joined because of love, and made? Changes for each other, without any impurities.

"I don't really understand what you mean." Gu Yin said indifferently: "Xiao Ling and I are in love with each other and love each other. I don't know where the word 'tame' comes from?"

Xun Sheng smiled lowly, with an undisguised expression of "completely disbelief", and he said irrelevantly: "I didn't expect you to be so eloquent."

"Thank you." Gu Yin turned around, not wanting to argue with Xun Sheng, and walked towards the small dining room.

"How long did you use it?" Xun Sheng asked suddenly.

Gu Yin paused: "What do you mean?"

Xun Sheng casually said, "Spirit? How long did it take to control Xiu Ling?"

This was the most ridiculous question that Gu Yin had heard in his life, and it took him a long time to slowly digest all the meanings in the question.

mind control?Fortunately, Xun Sheng wanted it.

Gu Yin was almost amused by that, he asked quietly: "Do you think my spirit has controlled Xiu Ling?"

"Or else?"

Or else?Gu Yin finally let out a laugh. He didn't want to get entangled in such a boring topic at all. He brushed off the corner of his clothes and said firmly: "Xiaoling loves me, that's a fact. As for mind? Control, I don't want to Never hear such rumors from anyone again."

Xun Sheng lowered his head and pinched the wedding ring on his finger, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, noncommittal.

There was a sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing in the kitchen. Gu Yin pushed the door open and walked in. He took a deep breath and said, "Mom, let me clean these bowls."

With a sound of "Dang", the bowl fell into the sink, and the nun hurriedly turned off the faucet, realized what she had done, and opened it again in a panic.

She was afraid of Gu Yin, she dared to point at Xun Sheng's nose and scold Xun Sheng, but she didn't dare to treat Gu Yin like this.

Because this alpha is too strong, so strong that just hearing his name, many people's legs will tremble.Some of the things he has done in the past, no matter how many years later he mentions them, will make people shudder from the bottom of his heart.

"You...you..." Xiu's mother tongue was incoherent: "I don't need you here, I can just brush."

"You must be exhausted after working for a long time." Gu Yin rolled up his cuffs, picked up the bowl in the sink very naturally, and began to brush seriously.

The nun stood there, dazed and at a loss.

The air became quiet, only the slight collision sound of the porcelain tableware and the sink was heard.

"Mom, have you always cleaned the dishes yourself at home?" Gu Yin deftly poured some cleaning solution into the palm of his hand, and spread it evenly on the bowl.

"what?"

Gu Yinfang asked again in a soft voice: "Have you always done the dishes yourself?"

The nun said anxiously: "Most of the time, I am afraid that the robot will not clean it."

Gu Yin smiled: "Xiao Ling is up to you, he always said that the robot can't clean it. At home, he often cooks, and I wash the dishes. Of course..." He turned down the water flow and rinsed it little by little. Wash the foam on the dishes, and said: "Sometimes I feel lazy, and I will call the robot to clean it."

Xiu Ling is a young master in Xiu's house. He was held in the palm of his parents' hands since he was a child, and his fingers never touched the spring water, let alone washing his hands to make soup.When he grows up to more than 20 years old, his limbs do not work hard, and he does not distinguish the five grains.So when she first heard that her son had gone to Sanxing to cook frequently, the nun was shocked at first, and then felt distressed.

"Don't you have an aunt who cooks at home?" The nun whispered, "Little Lingmao's hands and feet must not be good for cooking."

Gu Yin said: "There is an aunt who cooks. But Mom, you said something? Wrong, Xiaoling's cooking is delicious, and he also said? You need to take the chef certificate."

"..." The nun said in surprise, but couldn't speak.

Is this her little son who yells that his brain hurts every time he enters the kitchen?

Mother Xiu would not be surprised if it was Xiu Cheng.Xiucheng has a wide range of interests and has no taboos. One second he can study the structure of robots and flight cabins, and the next second he can study the cooking methods of various cuisines.Astronomy and geography, flowers, plants, insects and fish, everything in the world, there is nothing he is not interested in.

The youngest son is close, he just likes to play games and draw in his room, and occasionally plant flowers, but he is not interested in anything else.

And as long as he finds it boring, he will never do it.

This includes cooking.

Xiu Ling's original words were that there are two kinds of talents in the world: those who can cook and those who can eat. My talent is the latter, so I just need to wait for feeding.

It's also because his fate is good, his mother, brother and father's talents are all the first type, and they feed him one after another, so he is happy and at ease.

Gu Yin piled up the washed bowls and asked, "Mom, where do you put these bowls?"

Maybe it was flustered, maybe it was surprise, the nun didn't pay attention to his address, she pointed to a small cabinet under the cooking table and said, "Put it in there."

Gu Yin nodded and put the bowls and chopsticks away.

There were some water stains near the sink, Gu Yin took a rag aside, wiped off the water stains, found a mop, and cleaned the kitchen floor.

The nun was just in a daze, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, but Gu Yin went to the dining room and wiped the table with a rag.

There is a screen between the dining room and the kitchen, and the nun clearly heard Gu Yin asking: "Mom, what's for dinner? Have you decided?"

The nun blurted out: "You also have dinner here?!"

"Hmm." Gu Yin said, "I learned a few imperial dishes. If you don't mind, I'll make them for you to eat in the evening."

"This..." Without Father Nurse by her side, the family lacked a backbone. Mother Nurse couldn't make up her mind, so she could only murmur, "It's up to you."

Just listen to Gu Yin's brisk tone: "If you don't do well, you and Dad must be more forgiving."

The mother-in-law Liushen responded helplessly, not daring to start a conversation with Gu Yin, hurriedly dropped the words, and ran upstairs to see her son.

She was very worried about Xiu Ling, so she went to her son's room to have a look.The door was unlocked, and the nun walked in lightly. She sat on the edge of the bed and lovingly touched her son's flushed cheeks.

When Xiuling was young, Yuxue was cute and very attractive. The more mother Xiu looked at her, the more she loved her. She often sneaked into her son's room with her wife when she was asleep, staring at the powder puff. With a small face, she couldn't help sighing: "It's really a doll carved with jade, husband, what do you think? Our family? Xiao Ling'er? Why is it so beautiful."

A person who knows current affairs is a hero, and father-in-law is a hero, and his ability to push boats with the tide is unrivaled. After hearing this, he hurriedly said: "It's because you are good-looking, and my son inherited it from you."

The strong desire to survive finally moved me? My wife, the nun said with a reproachful smile: "Slick tongue."

"What I said is the truth." Father Xiu said, "Look, these eyes, this nose, and this mouth are so delicately formed, they all resemble you."

Recalling her husband's words, the nun couldn't help but follow her son's eyes.Xiu Ling's appearance vaguely resembles that of her childhood, with long and straight eyelashes, and neither thick nor light eyebrows, just right.

The nun was once proud of giving birth to two beautiful and outstanding Omega sons.

Her relatives and friends also envied her. Many people learned from her and asked her how to give birth to a son like Xiu Cheng.

In the eyes of relatives and friends, Xiucheng is the benchmark in Omega.

Good-looking, highly educated, gentle and courteous in dealing with others, it is rare that he is not a bookworm, and then he married a descendant of the Xun family, a prominent imperial family, and the couple became more affectionate after marriage.The partner is also up to the challenge, sitting on the position of head of the family at a young age, and still holds an important position in the army. Xiucheng's status has risen with the tide, and other Omega can't be expected.

The scenery is infinite, envious of others.

No one thought this would be a bad deal.

The nun sighed.

The youngest son's side is not optimistic, although that Gu Yin seems to be somewhat sincere.But what if it's just a show?Or is it the same as Xun Sheng, in order to occupy the youngest son? He resorted to blindfolding methods.

"Xiaoling..." Mother Xiu touched her son's head and said in a low voice: "Mom really misses you, if you can stay with mom all the time, and don't have to go back to the third star, that would be great."

Xiu Ling moved unconsciously, turned her face sideways and rubbed against the pillow, and stretched out her hands from the quilt, grabbing something in the void.

The nun thought her son was having a nightmare, so she gently grabbed his hand and said softly, "My dear Linger, don't be afraid."

As soon as the words fell, Xiu Ling's fingers were suddenly grasped, and Xiu Ling said vaguely: "Gu Yin..."

The nun didn't hear clearly, she put her ear close to her son's lips.

"Gu Yin..." Xiu Ling seemed aggrieved, and said softly, "I want a hug."

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Ahhhh I read a super nice article, I can't stop it, I'm afraid I'm going to stay up all night tonight!