Married Life with Major General [Interstellar]

When Ji Feng and the others left the Hanging Garden Hotel, the whole Lopa had turned into a shining sea of ​​stars, and the colorful display was another beauty.

But it was also fortunate that it was night, otherwise Moore would be ashamed and angry when he woke up from the wine.Because all the way out of the hotel, Moore was directly hugged by Ji Feng and walked out.

Even on the way home by flying car, Moore was half-embraced by Ji Feng, while Moore obediently put his arms around his neck, but still knew to bury his face in Ji Feng's arms.

Ji Feng directly carried Moore back to his new home, new room, and new bed.Speaking of which, this little drunkard's wine is still very cute. Not only does he not make noise or play crazy when he is drunk, he doesn't vomit, but he is obedient and obedient.

But when Ji Feng put him on the bed, the hand holding onto Ji Feng's shirt refused to let go, like an insecure child holding on.

"Hey, let me take off your shoes first." Ji Feng coaxed softly.

"Don't~" Moore groaned a few times, and simply changed to grabbing Ji Feng's hand, just like when they first met, Moore had a fever and dazedly grabbed Ji Feng's hand because of a wound infection in the bath. Holding on to Ji Feng's fingers.

Ji Feng had no choice but to pamper him and let him hold her.In order to take off his shoes and clothes conveniently, Ji Feng had no choice but to pick him up and sit on his lap before taking them off for him.

It was a bit difficult, and the movements were not proficient enough, and it could even be said to be clumsy. After all, Ji Feng had never taken care of anyone like this before, but after a lot of trouble, he finally got it right.

Stuffing the person under the quilt again, Ji Feng had a weird illusion that he was raising a child.Unexpectedly, Moore, who was already dizzy and about to fall asleep, woke up again, looking very excited, holding Ji Feng's arm and not letting go.

"Dad~" Moore murmured.

Ji Feng had no choice but to lie down with him.

"Hey, let me sleep with you, okay?"

"Good~"

Only now was Moore contentedly lying on Ji Feng's body, but his hands still hugged Ji Feng's waist tightly as if he was afraid that he would leave, and his head found a comfortable position on his chest.

"Father, good~ Ji Feng..."

Ji Feng couldn't help but let him hug him, and stroked his head on his chest. The drunk Moore was softer and more lovely than his hair.

However, Moore still refused to sleep, and soon he raised his head, and his eyes began to look around, as if looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" Ji Feng looked at him with a smile, and simply lay on the bed and let him toss about.

"Wine~" Moore lay on his chest and looked at him.

Ji Feng laughed out loud immediately, "You are really a little alcoholic, you said I should let you drink in the future, or not let you drink."

After all, the drunk Moore is really cute, but he can also be too tossed. If he is left alone, he may drink a lot.

"Drink~" Moore replied stupidly, but those eyes suddenly fixed on Ji Feng, to be precise, on Ji Feng's mouth.

What kind of strange old man, what kind of strange thinking was instilled in him while he was drunk, drinking is equal to kissing...

Talent.

Ji Feng was also stunned by the child's eyes, and then the corners of his lips curled up in joy, like a big bad wolf who suddenly became playful.

"Does Moore want to drink?" Ji Feng asked, pointing to his lips.

"Well, I want to drink." Moore nodded while staring at Ji Feng's lips.

"Then drink it yourself." Ji Feng said.

Sure enough, Moore's eyes lit up, and then he laid his hands on Ji Feng's body, and moved his body slightly upwards with his mouth open, and then he stopped moving after kissing him. His blue eyes were open, and he just blinked at Ji Feng. closed eyes.

Ji Feng also looked at him, and some uncontrollable things in his body ravaged again, hitting his 300-year-old indestructible self-control again and again.

Ji Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, always feeling that he might be "lost in the evening".

"Here, Moore." Ji Feng pointed at his cheek, his voice was low and confused.

Moore was an obedient child, and he took another sip at the place Ji Feng pointed at.His lips were unbelievably soft, and the heat was comparable to that of a lit fire, it could be said that he kissed wherever Ji Feng pointed.

But Moore is not a child after all, he is well-proportioned and good-looking, and his face is recognized as a male god by the whole Lopa. At this time, he is drunk and unconsciously exudes an overly seductive aura.

As for Ji Feng, what is hidden in Fang Gang's body is a heart that has been silent for more than 300 years and suddenly explodes. Once it erupts, it will be out of control.

So Ji Feng's eyes darkened a little bit, and his voice became deeper and deeper, "Who is Moore kissing?"

"Ji Feng~" Moore was still ignorant of someone's change, seeing Ji Feng didn't call him dad anymore, and even covered his face in embarrassment after speaking, and secretly smiled.

Ji Feng was very satisfied with his answer, his eyes became darker, but Moore seemed to be addicted to kissing, no, he was addicted to drinking.

Moore actually took the initiative to kiss Ji Feng's face with both hands. The most terrible thing is that for the convenience of the kiss or the more comfortable posture/position, Moore suddenly turned over and climbed onto Ji Feng's body with difficulty. Sitting on Ji Feng's waist.

Therefore, a certain string that Ji Feng was tensing was also a string that had been stretched all night, and it finally broke.

"Little drunkard, you must take half of the responsibility for this matter." Ji Feng finally said this while suppressing a little drunkard who was defenseless against him.

This was definitely the happiest night in Ji Feng's 300 years. He was extremely excited both physically and mentally. He had never been so happy before.

Crazy overnight, even my sleep has become so sweet.

However, it was not so pleasant for Moore, it was like a thunderbolt.

This is the third time Moore woke up in Ji Feng's arms, but if the previous two times made him feel so embarrassed that he wanted to dig into the ground, this time he felt like he was struck by lightning, especially when he opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, and what slowly became clear into his eyes was someone's healthy and tight chest/chest, Moore closed himself on the spot.

However, it wasn't over yet, the gradual clarity of consciousness in his mind almost spurred Moore into insanity.

Moore felt belatedly that he was nestling in Ji Feng's arms without a trace, and Ji Feng was the same.

What a terrible situation this is, Moore froze in Ji Feng's arms like a lightning strike, not daring to move, not daring to move.

It's a dream, it's a dream...

For several long seconds, Moore's mind was blank, and such an unrealistic idea echoed infinitely deep in his heart.

However, reality is reality, the temperature that can be clearly felt, the breath on the top of the head, Ji Feng's heartbeat, Ji Feng's hand on him, and the feeling somewhere in the body... It seems that every cell is telling Moore that this is not dream, no.

At that moment Moore really prayed that time would stand still, he needed some time to digest what happened.

He let himself go to many places with Ji Feng, Ji Feng took him to the Hanging Garden Hotel, and then they ate and drank...

correct!When drinking, he started to drink one cup after another, and then lost control while drinking, but he is obviously a soldier with strong self-discipline, and he doesn't like drinking, so he never drank so much.

later……

Moore racked his brains, but he found that he couldn't remember what happened later, and how he got here.

However, apart from this blank memory that was completely fragmented, the pain that hit the soul somewhere in the body still remained in his mind, and then there were all kinds of crazy images in his half-dream and half-awake state.A blurry, fragmented picture, but that didn't stop Moore from realizing what it was all about.

He and Ji Feng actually had a relationship, just when he was drinking the broken piece, when he was about to divorce...

Moore's whole body fell into chaos, his mind was blank for a while and confused for a while.Shame, annoyance, embarrassment... All kinds of complex emotions were intertwined, and Moore froze there.

Just at this moment, a hoarse and magnetic voice came from above his head, full of doting.

"Awake?" Ji Feng hugged the person in his arms contentedly. He couldn't see Moore's face, so he could only stare at the top of his head dotingly, and habitually stroked his head by the way, making attempts Smoothed his silver hair.

Moore was stiff all over, didn't dare to raise his head at all, and couldn't respond, so he chose to pretend to be dead in a panic.

But who is Ji Feng? Does he know if Moore is awake?But Ji Feng knew that Moore was shy, so he just smiled lightly, then kissed his hair indulgently, and then said.

"If you're tired, go back to sleep, and I'll go prepare something to eat." Ji Feng said as he rubbed Moore's head, and then he was about to get up.

Moore didn't know how to face Ji Feng at all, so he neither responded nor looked up from the beginning to the end, but he was lying in Ji Feng's arms, so when Ji Feng got up, he had to half hug him and put him back Pull out your own arm.

But when Ji Feng hugged him and pulled out his arm and put it back for him, Moore couldn't help but let out a "huh", as if he was pulled to a sore spot.

The voice that came out was not only hoarse, it could be said to be shameful, Moore's eyes widened slightly in disbelief, and he couldn't believe that this voice was actually made by himself.

The shock was followed by a sense of shame/shame and unspeakable embarrassment, so Moore silently shrank his head under the quilt at that moment, like a little turtle sticking out his head. Back into the shell, pretending that no one saw it.

The key is to bury your face in it, it's too embarrassing, too embarrassing...

Ji Feng naturally heard his tone-changing whisper, he was too familiar with this voice during the night of madness, probably hundreds of times more familiar than Moore himself.However, his first reaction was not to laugh at him, but to quickly lean over and ask softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. Although it was Moore's first time, and he was young for sure, he saw that Moore was really uncomfortable at the time, so he used spiritual power to assist him. Afterwards, he also repaired Moore with his spirit. That's for sure, it's the first time after all, but it shouldn't hurt so much.

Unexpectedly, his cute little Moore has completely shrunk his face into the quilt, leaving only the top of his head for Ji Feng.And Ji Feng was directly amused by such Moore.

"Then you sleep well, I'll get you something to eat first." Ji Feng rubbed Moore's only head exposed outside the quilt, "If it still hurts, tell me, okay?"

Ji Feng's voice was provocative and pampering, but Moore couldn't wait to shrink himself under the quilt, so he didn't answer at all.

Can he pray that nothing happened last night?No, or the man next to the bed is not Ji Feng, and he is not Moore Horston?

However, the low smile of the man above his head dashed his prayers.

"So nice."

The author has something to say: Elder Ji: Ah, satisfied.

Moore: It's a dream, it's a dream, it's a dream...it's not me, it's not me, it's not me... (in self-hypnosis)