Interstellar Married Beast Marshal

The morning in the empire is not full of red clouds, but it is the warm season, the sky is bright early, the warm wind is blowing drunkenly, and the shutters that are not closed tightly are opened, and people are falling straight into people's sleep.

It's the weekend, young people mostly lie in bed and sleep late, while old people get up early and gather to walk and walk their dogs by the river bank.Taking the average age of [-] years in StarCraft as an example, father-in-law is not considered old, but he and mother-in-law are both used to getting up early. The two of them went out for a walk hand in hand and came back home to make breakfast together. The rooms of the juniors are still closed, quietly? There is no movement.

The nun untied her apron: "I'll get them to eat."

Probably after becoming a mother, she would become nagging. Father Xiu took the apron and heard his wife sigh and say, "Forget about Xiaocheng and Xiaoling, those two...we can't invite them out. Big Buddha, busy with many affairs, why don't you get up?"

Father Xiu glanced at the cooking counter, and said in a low voice, "Gu Yin must have woken up. He must have made this pot of red bean and lily porridge."

Mother Nun still has some grudges against Gu Yin: "You still haven't come out after waking up? What are you doing in the room?"

Father Xiu: "..." The young couple, just wake up? Can't we be gentle for a while.He wanted to persuade his wife not to disturb him, but when he looked up, his wife had already gone upstairs.

Opposite the master bedroom is a small bedroom with a giant poster of the mecha team on the door. The nun doesn't know much about this? She just listens to Xun Yi talking a lot and knows that the red mecha in the middle is called " "Red Cloud", the silver one next to it is called "White Duck", and the rest are "no longer recognized".

She knocked on the door, but no one answered, she just entered the password and walked in.

A small light was on in the room, and Xun Yi was lying on the bed stretched out, holding a snack bag in his hand.Looking down, the floor was not spared, and various snack boxes and wrapping paper were piled up in a ball.

Mother Xiu hurriedly packed up these things and asked the nanny robot to throw them outside? If Xiu Cheng saw this scene, he would inevitably criticize Xun Yi again. Mother Xiu doted on her grandson and couldn't bear it?

"Xiaoyi..." She called out twice, and said softly, "Baby, get up and eat."

There was no movement.

"Xiaoyi... I'll take you to the playground after dinner."

Still no movement.

The nun touched her grandson's head lovingly, sighed, and walked out of the bedroom.

She thought, children are always sleepy. This child lives in a depressed life in Xun's house, so he finally has a chance to sleep in. Let him sleep for a while.At worst, after waking up, make him a new breakfast.

The nun lingered for a moment in front of the two bedrooms of the eldest son, hesitated for a moment, and knocked on the door of the younger son.

After knocking twice, the door opened.

Gu Yin was against the light, standing at the door with a tall and broad figure, and the door frame seemed to have shrunk a lot.

"Mom." He asked, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

In front of her, the Alpha, whom everyone was talking about, was neatly dressed and had a mild complexion. The nun let out a sigh of relief.

"Breakfast is ready. If you wake up, go down and eat."

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Gu Yin's face, and he said in a low voice, "Mom, Xiaoling is a little uncomfortable, I want to serve the meal later? Let's eat with him."

The nun's mother panicked: "Uncomfortable? Are you tired from the spaceship? You can accompany him to the hospital after dinner. If you don't have time, just... let his father go with him. The old man—”

"It's not a big problem." Gu Yin's expression became more and more embarrassing, and he stopped in time: "Mom, don't worry, it's okay."

The mother-in-law wanted to go in to see her son, but Gu Yin took two steps back, still holding the door frame with her hand, and lowered her head: "Mom, Xiao Ling just fell asleep again, and he just closed his eyes. You, would you Come back later? See him?"

As he retreated, the door opened wider and wider, and a faintly sweet smell overflowed from the gap.It was a very light fragrance, ethereal, like a cloud of spider silk.

--Pheromones.

The nun blushed all of a sudden, as if she had thought of something. She was about to walk in, but she hurriedly turned around and cleared her throat: "You're right? Yes, I, I'll come back later? See him..."

The old man went downstairs in great embarrassment. When she walked to the kitchen door, she realized that she was no longer a young girl who knew nothing about the world. Why was she so nervous when she encountered such a thing?

And he forgot to wake up his eldest son.

How do you say that she is also the hostess of the family, an elder, and needs to be cautious? She should be more dignified, just now—a bit embarrassing.

Mother nun rubbed her face vigorously with both hands. Just as she walked into the dining room with her front foot, before she had time to talk to her husband, Gu Yin followed her in with her back foot.

"Dad, Mom, you're all here." He greeted enthusiastically, rubbing a bit of shyness on his fierce and cold face.

"I cooked some porridge just now, it should be ready now."

Father Xiu couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and said unhurriedly, "Is it lily porridge? It's boiled for enough time, I just turned off the fire."

"Thank you dad." Gu Yin turned around the screen with a smile, rolled up her cuffs, and took down the small pot.

The father and mother looked at each other, but saw him stepping out from behind the screen, holding a light blue porcelain bowl with red plum blossoms in his hand, nodded to them, and strode upstairs.

The nun: "..."

"Where are the other kids?"

The nun said: "Don't mention it, one? I can't cry, or the two of us? Let's eat first."

"I just know." The nun opened the chair for his wife, and put another bowl of soup in front of the nun: "It's useless for you to go."

The nun put the chopsticks aside: "You know why you didn't say it earlier? Just put some horses behind? Cannons, after the fact? Zhuge Liang."

The nun: "..."

Well, it's better for him to just keep his mouth shut and eat.

**

The bedding on the small double bed is messy, and if you don't look carefully, you will definitely not find that there is a person nestled inside.

Gu Yin pushed open the door and tried to keep her voice as quiet as possible, but it still woke up the person on the bed.

The long and slender eyelashes fluttered a few times, and slowly lifted up, a pair of pupils as bright as glass popped out.Those eyes squinted at first, and then opened suddenly after a few seconds.

"……hidden?"

His voice was so hoarse, maybe his throat was too dry, and the word "Gu" in front of him didn't make a sound.

Gu Yin put the lily porridge on the small table under the bookshelf, and said softly, "Yes."

"When did you wake up?" Xiu Ling turned her head with difficulty, and stretched out an arm from the messy quilt.

That arm was too white, only a small lamp was turned on in the bedroom, and the light covered it, covering it with a layer of faint luster, fine and smooth, as smooth as jade.

Especially when it is lying lazily on the fiery red sheets, it has a dazzling and bewildering aesthetic feeling.

Gu Yin's Adam's apple twitched, he restrained himself for a long time, and reluctantly turned his face away: "I opened the window to ventilate, it's a bit cold, be good, put your arms back first."

God knew he was afraid that he couldn't bear it.

After all, he has to attend a very important meeting at nine o'clock in the morning, and he can't let himself indulge in the soft and fragrant nephrite.

"Oh." Xiu Ling obediently withdrew her arms into the bed, only revealing a small face with a watery face, black hair, bright red lips, and long eyelashes trembling.

Gu Yin didn't dare to look any more, went to the window and rolled up the curtain, and opened the small carved windows one by one.He knew very early on that the decoration of the bedroom was designed by Xiu Ling himself, but he hadn't been in it. He opened the small window this time, and suddenly discovered Xiu Ling's exquisiteness.

There are several small windows with different carvings and shapes. There are no balconies outside the windows, but clumps of green vines hanging from the top floor. The vines are dotted with tiny red flowers. Like a butterfly, swaying with the vines, ready to fly.

During the hottest period of the warm season, it can be used as a natural curtain to block the skylight.

Gu Yin was stunned for a while, took a deep breath, and then sat down on the bed with the lily porridge.

"Does it hurt?" He asked softly, supporting Xiu Ling's back with one hand, helping him sit up.

Pain must be pain every time, just the severity of the pain?

Xiu Ling didn't want Gu Yin to feel like she was being coquettish, and endured the pain by herself. After all, apart from pain, comfort is also really comfortable.

"Hungry." He intentionally avoided this topic, and half leaned against Gu Yin's arms, pretending to be weak: "Alarm, alert. The remaining food in Xiu Ling's body has been digested, and he urgently needs a partner to feed him."

Gu Yin couldn't hold back, burst out laughing, and said in a hoarse voice, "Just? You know how to act like a baby, who did you learn all this from?"

To be honest, most of the time, Xiu Ling didn't feel that he was acting like a baby, but he was just a natural reaction when he became mischievous. For some reason, why Gu Yin always liked to label these natural reactions as "acting like a baby".

Is Xiu Ling embarrassing? No, I found a step for myself, so I raised my chin: "I'm hungry, I want... seven meals."

It's a shame!

It may be that he was eager to take off the big hat of "acting like a baby". He was so anxious that he accidentally bit his tongue when he said "want", and "eat" became "seven meals".

This is just great!

The hat has not been taken off, and the title of "coquettish ghost" is considered solid.

Xiu Ling glanced at her partner who was laughing so hard that his chest was trembling, and blushed so hard that he couldn't hide it.

"Hahaha..." Gu Yin laughed heartily, rarely, and stopped when he saw that his partner was silent, but his tone was still full of teasing.

"Okay, let's have seven meals first, after seven meals? Eight meals are also possible."

Xiu Ling: "..."

He snatched the celadon bowl, gulped it down boldly, and then wiped his mouth with his arm.

Forget all the etiquette learned by the royal family.

After eating two mouthfuls, the mother-in-law was restless. She put the soup spoon away with a solemn expression: "No, I still have to go and see Xiaoling. Don't worry."

"You? Don't think about it." The cultivator ate the turtle nonchalantly: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Isn't Xiaoling doing well now? You have also seen Gu Yin's love for him. I look at it now He is more worry-free than Xiaocheng."

He picked up a piece of turtle and put it on his wife's plate: "This is the turtle bought in Kao Pavilion, and the limit is limited every day."

"I can't get over this hurdle in my heart." Mother Xiu frowned: "You said Gu Yin, he is in his forties, and his looks? Leaving aside, he is so capable, so he won't even be able to find a partner, right? Didn't he think about getting married before? If he was like other alphas, he would settle the marriage issue at the age of 30, and all of this wouldn't happen. "

Father Xiu said: "So all of this is fate."

Fate?

Xiu Ling has already grown up, and there are many suitors. If he had married a few years earlier, this matter would not have been his turn.

But the two of them? Parents are reluctant? The younger son, the younger son is also reluctant? They, after a few years of wasting, the Chinese cabbage grows more and more pleasant, but in the end? Gu Yingong was forced to give up.

Everything is so coincidental.

The nun couldn't swallow anymore, so she stood up and went up to the second floor. As soon as she reached the door of her youngest son, she heard a burst of laughter from inside.

"Hahaha……"

It was Gu Yin who sent it out.

The nun's fine hairs stand on end?

Laughing? So cheerful, is this the Gu Yin described in the book?

I heard that there are some forbidden techniques about life and death souls in ancient records, Gu Yin will not be pierced by human souls, right?

The nun became more and more apprehensive.

The author has something to say:

One day, Gu Yin went online again, and posted a post to humbly ask for advice: What should I do if my partner is becoming more and more like a baby, waiting online, I am in a hurry.

Half an hour later, a netizen with the ID "You don't know how to be ashamed" replied: The person who posted the post is an alpha. I don't know if I should say something properly. Your partner may not be acting like a baby, but you are overthinking it.La la la.

Thanks to the little angels for voting for the nutrient solution!Not much to say, love you guys!