The Married Beast Marshal of the Stars

Chapter 89

The wet and hot kisses traveled down his back. The itch did not get relieved, but in fact worsened. Xiu Ling shrank back impatiently and said hoarsely, "I'm asking you to scratch, not kiss."

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

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Xiu Ling hummed contentedly, and at the end he added uneasily: "You're not allowed to leave."

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

"I won't leave, so I'll stay here to guard you." Gu Yin was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he pulled the thin quilt on one side to cover him, and buried his hands under the quilt. A small piece, this small bulge stayed at the top at first, but slowly, it moved downwards.

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

"I know."

Xiu Ling muttered, "You know why you still..." His voice became lower and lower, and finally it was like a mosquito's gossamer. Submerged thinly between the lips and teeth.

He fell asleep defenseless.

The long and thick eyelashes hang very low, the wings of the nose are closed, and the sound of gentle and shallow breathing is made, and one or two small snores are made from time to time. The blush on her cheeks is still there, and she looks drunk.

The air was filled with a hint of sweet pheromones, and Gu Yin's hand was extremely dishonest in the quilt, and he reluctantly took it out.

Xiu Ling slept deeply, turned over slightly feeling uncomfortable, and continued her sweet dream.

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

The living room was very quiet. Xiu Cheng and Xun Yi went to the room to take a nap. Xiu's father had something to do and went out temporarily. Xun Sheng was the only one sitting on the sofa, staring at the terminal, as if processing work online.

Gu Yin pursed his lips, as if he couldn't understand Xun Sheng and Xiu Cheng.

They are obviously partners, but there is no tender interaction between the two. Xiu Cheng is indifferent and distant, while Xun Sheng is silent and self-possessed. They are in the same room but have no verbal communication.

But it would be biased to say that the two of them share the same bed but have different dreams and have no feelings. Xun Sheng often looks at Xiu Cheng with eyes that are warm and loving. Besides, he is such a busy man, and he is willing to spare time on his days off to spend time with his partner and children at his father-in-law and mother-in-law's house. Rounding it all off, he can barely be called a model partner.

Gu Yin thought that maybe the two of them had a quarrel, and they were in the Cold War stage, so they seemed so awkward.

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

"You are very powerful." He said nonchalantly, and he bent his fingers to knock on the tea table in front of him: "In half a year, you have made Xiuling, a little pepper, tame and obedient."

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

Xiu Ling is what he has worked hard to pursue. Although the two people have not been together for a long time, every sweetness in it is worth his careful memory. The two of them joined together because of love and made changes for each other without any impurities.

"I don't quite understand what you mean." Gu Yin said lightly: "Xiao Ling and I are in love and admire each other. I wonder where the word 'tame' comes from?"

Xun Sheng chuckled, his expression unabashedly revealed "I don't believe it at all", he answered the question and said: "I didn't expect you to be so eloquent."

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

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

Gu Yin paused: "What do you mean?"

Xun Sheng said casually: "Spirit? How long did it take to control Xiuling?"

This was the most ridiculous question Gu Yin had ever heard in his life. It even took him a long time. It took a while to slowly digest all the implications of the question.

mind control? Fortunately Xun Sheng wanted to get it.

Gu Yin was almost amused. He asked quietly, "Do you think my spirit has controlled Xiu Ling?"

"What if?"

What if? Gu Yin finally laughed out loud. He didn't want to get entangled in such a boring topic at all. He dusted off his clothes and said firmly: "Xiao Ling loves me. This is a fact. As for mental control, I don't want it. I'll hear such rumors again from anyone."

Xun Sheng lowered his head and pinched the wedding ring on his finger, with a smile of unknown meaning at the corner of his mouth, noncommittal.

There was a sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen. Gu Yin pushed the door open and took a deep breath: "Mom, let me clean these bowls." With a "

dang" sound, the bowl fell into the sink, and the nun He hurriedly turned off the faucet, realized what he 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 so powerful, so powerful that just hearing his name makes many people's legs tremble. Some of the things he has done in the past, no matter how many years later, will make people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

"You...you..." Xiuyu said incoherently, "I don't need you here, I can just wash it." "

You must be exhausted after working for a long time." Gu Yin rolled up his sleeves and picked up the water in the sink very naturally. Brush the bowl carefully.

The nun stood there, stunned and at a loss.

The air became quiet, and only the slight sound of the porcelain dishes and chopsticks making contact with the sink could be heard.

"Mom, have you always washed the dishes at home?" Gu Yin skillfully poured a dab of cleaning fluid into his hand and spread it evenly on the bowl.

"Ah?"

Gu Yin asked again in a soft voice: "Do you always wash the dishes yourself?"

The nun said anxiously: "Most of the time, I'm afraid the robot won't be able to clean them."

Gu Yin smiled: "Xiao Ling, that's up to you. He always says that the robot can't clean it. At home, he usually cooks and I wash the dishes. Of course..." He turned down the water flow and rinsed the foam off the bowl little by little. He said: "Sometimes I'm lazy and I'll ask the robot

to clean it ." This kind of thing. When he reaches the age of more than 20 years, his four limbs are not working hard and his grains are not separated. Therefore, when she first heard that her son went to the third planet and actually cooked a lot, the nun was shocked at first, and then felt distressed.

"Don't we have an aunt who can cook at home?" Sister Xiu whispered: "Xiao Lingfei is very careless, so she must not be good at cooking."

Gu Yin said, "There is an aunt who can cook. But Mom, you One thing is wrong, Xiaoling's cooking is delicious, and he also said that he needs to take the chef certificate."

"..." The nun was shocked and speechless.

Is this still her kid who screams that her brain hurts as soon as she enters the kitchen?

If it were Xiu Cheng instead, Xiu Mu would not be surprised at all. Xiu Cheng 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 may study the recipes of various cuisines. Astronomy, geography, flowers, plants, insects, fish, everything in the world, there is nothing he is not interested in.

The younger son is not so good. He only likes to stay in his room playing games, drawing, and occasionally planting flowers. He has little interest 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 know how to cook and those who know how to eat. My talent is the latter, so I just need to wait for feeding.

It was also because of his good fortune that his mother, brother, and father all had first-rate talents, and they fed him one after another, and he was happy and at ease.

Gu Yin stacked the washed bowls together and asked, "Mom, where are these bowls?"

Perhaps in panic or surprise, the nun never paid attention to his title. Hearing this, he pointed to a table under the cooking table. He looked at the small cabinet and said, "Put it in there."

Gu Yin nodded and put the dishes and chopsticks away.

There were some water stains near the sink. Gu Yin took the rag on the side and wiped away the water stains. He then found a mop and cleaned the kitchen floor.

The nun was just in a daze, and it took her 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 was a screen between the dining room and the kitchen. The nun clearly heard Gu Yin ask: "Mom, what's for dinner? Have you thought about it?" The nun

blurted out: "You're eating dinner here too?!"

"Yeah ." Gu Yin said: "I have learned a few imperial dishes. If you don't mind, I will cook them for you tonight." "

This..." Without Father Xiu by his side, the family lacks a backbone. , Sister Sister couldn't make up her mind, so she had to mutter: "It's up to you."

Then she heard Gu Yin's brisk tone: "If you don't do well, you and Dad must be more tolerant."

Sister Sister Liushen responded helplessly, Not daring to talk to Gu Yin anymore, he hurriedly said something and ran upstairs to see his son.

She was particularly worried about Xiu Ling, so she first went to her son's room and took a look. The door was unlocked, so the nun walked in quietly, sat on the edge of the bed, and touched her son's blushing cheek lovingly.

When Xiu Ling was young, Yuxue was cute and very lovable. The more she looked at her, the more loving and pity she felt. She would often sneak her wife into her son's room while her son was sleeping, and stare at the pink face. With a small face, he couldn't help but sigh: "What a pretty doll, hubby, what do you think? Our little Ling'er? Why is it so beautiful?" A man who knows

the current affairs is a hero, Xiufu is a hero, and he goes with the flow. His ability was unmatched by anyone. After hearing this, he hurriedly said: "It's because you are good-looking and my son has inherited it from you." The

strong desire to survive finally touched his wife. The nun said with an angry smile: "Slick tongue."

"What I said is the truth." The nun said, "Look, these eyes, this nose, and this mouth are so delicately made. They all look like you." The nun couldn't help but follow her son's words as she recalled her husband's words

. Eyes looking down? Xiu Ling's appearance still has the shadow of her childhood. Her eyelashes are long and straight, and her eyebrows are neither thick nor light, just right.

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

Relatives and friends also envied her, and many people sought advice from her and asked her how they could give birth to a son like Xiu Cheng.

In the eyes of his relatives and friends, Xiu Cheng is the benchmark among Omega.

He was good-looking, well-educated, and gentle in his dealings with others. It was rare that he was not a nerd. Later, he married a descendant of the Xun family, a prominent family in the empire. After the marriage, the couple became very affectionate. My friend also lived up to his expectations. He became the head of the family at a young age and held an important position in the military. Xiucheng's status rose with the tide, and other Omegas were out of reach.

The scenery is infinite and makes others envious.

No one expected this? It was a bad debt.

The nun sighed.

The younger son is not optimistic either, although Gu Yin looks somewhat sincere. But what if it's just a show? And just like Xun Sheng, he resorted to deception in order to occupy his younger son's wife.

"Xiao Ling..." The nun touched her son's head and whispered, "Mom really can't bear to leave you. It would be great if you could stay with your mother all the time and don't have to go back to the third planet."

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

The nun thought her son had a nightmare, so she gently grabbed her son's hand and said softly: "Good Ling'er, don't be afraid."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiu Ling grabbed her fingers suddenly, and then she heard Xiu Ling said vaguely: "Gu Yin..."

The nun didn't hear clearly and 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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