Interstellar Peak Glory

The closed room was filled with a slightly fishy smell, but also an indescribably sweet smell, and the charming panting sound gradually subsided, but the temperature did not drop.

Ling Feitong could hardly feel his waist anymore.

Mo Jiahua hugged him and breathed quietly. After a while, he got up and went to the bathroom to put hot water in the bathtub.

"Wash and go to sleep." Mo Jiahua returned to Ling Feitong's side, and pinched Ling Feitong's face who was about to fall asleep.

Ling Feitong was too tired to lift his arms, so he said impatiently, "No, no."

Mo Jiahua hugged Ling Feitong horizontally and kicked open the bathroom door.

After putting Ling Feitong in the bathtub, Mo Jiahua reached out towards Ling Feitong's lower body.

Ling Feitong opened his eyes suddenly, the moist eyes were full of erotic taste.

"Didn't you say it was the last time?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Ling Feitong found that his voice was already hoarse.

It's kind of fucking embarrassing.

Mo Jiahua said: "It's just getting things out, you are already like this, do you think this king is a beast?"

Ling Feitong: "..."

He has already been made like this, wouldn't you be a beast one less time?Not so.

Mo Jiahua seemed to have seen through Ling Feitong's slander, he smiled contentedly, and said: "This king is still merciful, at least you are still awake - relax, don't be tense."

Ling Feitong relaxed his body, allowing Mo Jiahua to do whatever he wanted with him.

"But Your Highness, have you forgotten that I passed out twice during the journey, and you woke me up twice?" Ling Feitong rolled his eyes weakly.

He said it as if he didn't faint in the end, which meant that he was really merciful by his subordinates.

Mo Jiahua glanced at Ling Feitong and said, "So you finally understand why this king didn't accept your temptation before."

Ling Feitong didn't think about that at first, but now that Mo Jiahua mentioned it, he felt that it was really like that.

Mo Jiahua hasn't had sex with him for so many years, I'm afraid even Mo Jiahua himself can't promise to be gentler to him.

Ling Feitong smiled, and said hoarsely: "Your Highness is really gentle."

Mo Jiahua slapped Ling Feitong's buttocks with his hand, and said, "Stop talking sweetly with a hippie smile."

Ling Feitong sighed pretending to be melancholy, leaned comfortably on the edge of the bathtub, and said: "These days, to be honest, no one is willing to hear that Mo Jiahua quickly cleaned Ling Feitong, packed it and threw it outside, and it was still clean On the sofa, he felt that if Ling Feitong was to be naked in the same room with him again, he would have to give this person another go.

Mo Jiahua originally wanted to send someone to change the sheets, but under Ling Feitong's strong protest, he just had to tear off the ravaged and disfigured sheets and replace them with new spare sheets in the cabin.

After finishing all this, Mo Jiahua threw Ling Feitong, who was a rice bug, onto the bed, and then he re-entered the bathroom and took a quick shower.

When Mo Jiahua came out, Ling Feitong, who was supposed to be asleep, had already got up from the bed.

While wiping his hair, Mo Jiahua looked at Ling Feitong who was standing by the bed and put on his clothes, and said, "Don't you want to take a break?"

Ling Feitong pulled up his pants and said, "I can't help it, my son can't find me and is crying outside—speaking of which, these two little babies haven't found their father for such a long time, it's not very scientific!"

Mo Jiahua paused his hand, and said nonchalantly: "Oh, I asked Night Wolf to take them to the mecha training room to play. You know, children are all interested in this."

"In that kind of place, His Highness is really willing to pay for it." Ling Feitong said.

The mech training room on the battleship is of course a virtual type, and every time it is activated, it will cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. Under normal circumstances, unless professional mech fighters, few people will use this kind of money-burning thing, let alone Don't say let the children play.

Mo Jiahua said calmly: "There is no way, who told me that this king needs them to leave enough private time for us not to disturb us."

He didn't want to be interrupted by two cubs who were crying for their mother when they were in the middle of their relationship with Ling Feitong.

However, even so, Mo Jiahua has restrained himself and did not indulge himself.

Sure enough, three hours was already the limit of the two children.

Mo Jiahua's answer made Ling Feitong dumbfounded.

He couldn't help clicking his tongue: "This is really a fucking expensive shot."

Megahua: "..."

Ling Feitong said to Mo Jiahua with three points of seriousness: "Your Highness, let's have a discussion. Next time you want to use this method to divert the attention of the babies, why not give me the money and I will find a way. Make sure they don't cry and call daddy day and night."

Mo Jiahua hooked his lips, patted Ling Feitong's wet head, and said: "You have a lot of eyes, and the secondary card of the black gold card has been handed over to you. Why do you still look like a miser?"

"I can't help it." Ling Feitong sighed, and said: "Who told me to help His Highness raise so many little lovers? The standard equipment should be a villa, a million cash, and find a good place to go. That's the calculation." Come down, if Your Highness is not frugal, be careful that sooner or later you will be unable to make ends meet. As your Highness's virtuous helper, you should be careful and careful."

Mo Jiahua couldn't help laughing when he heard this hypocritical little thing sarcasm to him.

Mo Jiahua said: "Will you be jealous?"

Ling Feitong smiled and said, "Does Your Highness want me to be jealous?"

Mo Jiahua's eyes looked at Ling Feitong secretly.

Ling Feitong blinked and said, "Why is Your Highness looking at me like this?"

Megawar said, "I thought you would never ask that question."

Ling Feitong kissed the corner of Mo Jiahua's mouth, and said: "I used to be too young to know His Highness's thoughts. In fact, His Highness has raised so many little lovers and treated them well. To a large extent, I just want to let you See how jealous I am, right?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Mo Jiahua glanced at Ling Feitong, complaining insignificantly.

At the beginning Ling Feitong followed Mo Jiahua, watching those little lovers coming and going, although he always felt panicked in his heart, but the long-term slavishness made him dare not complain at all, and even had the thought of rebellion not come out.

At that time, Ling Feitong would always think that it was hard for him to become Mo Jiahua's lover, and it was hard for him to become the person who had the closest contact with His Highness Mo Jiahua. He must be a well-behaved and sensible lover. Grab, don't add trouble to Mo Jiahua.

I have to say that it is really ridiculous for Ling Feitong to look at himself back then.

However, Ling Feitong was so "generous" before, that when Mo Jiahua asked him intentionally or unintentionally, "If this king dismisses all lovers for you, would you be happy?", he was foolishly thinking about Mo Jia Hua's thoughts, while replying cautiously: "Your Highness doesn't have to do this, it's against the rules."

Therefore, Mo Jiahua never mentioned similar things since then.

Probably, Mo Jiahua also has a kind of resentment towards him that "sorrows his misfortune and angers him not to fight".

It is true that Ling Feitong has more fighting spirit and awareness than most slaves. He seems to be born with restless factors in his bones, but in the end, he is still a slave. The country that has come down, so he lacks the confidence to fight.

Later, it wasn't until Ling Feitong became an excellent fighter who was completely independent in terms of personality and financial power that he gradually understood the height that Mo Jiahua hoped he could reach through the accumulation of time.

Mo Jiahua loves him very much, this is Ling Feitong's conclusion from all aspects after being reborn in this body.

Then it is obvious that the question Mo Jiahua asked at the beginning did not mean any probing or researching.

Even if it is a test, it is Mo Jiahua who wants to know what Ling Feitong is thinking about him, and how possessive he is.

Apart from that, there is probably no other meaning.

Thinking about it now, Ling Feitong also thinks that he was quite funny back then.

Thinking of this, Ling Feitong really wanted to go back to the past and slap his original self hard.

He didn't feel safe in that relationship, but he didn't know that his obedience and forbearance also didn't give Mo Jiahua any sense of security.

So much so that until now, Mo Jiahua may not be able to fully believe in his love for him, otherwise, why would Mo Jiahua have such an unbelievable expression and such ecstatic joy when he heard his sincere confession?

Ling Feitong tugged at the strap of Mo Jiahua's bathrobe, and said, "Your Highness, let's have a discussion. After we go back, let's dismiss all those little lovers who spend our family's money and don't work?"

Mo Jiahua snorted softly, pulled back the strap of his nightgown, and said: "If you want to be dismissed, you can dismiss it, and if you want to keep it, you can keep it. You really have the right to speak and make decisions than this king. Those who don't know think that Those lovers were raised by the king for you."

"Look at what you said..." Ling Feitong shrugged, put one hand in the pocket of his jacket, smiled mischievously, and said, "Actually, I am helping His Highness share his worries."

"Are you still reasonable?" Mo Jiahua was about to change clothes.

"Of course." Ling Feitong said with reason: "Your Highness may not like those lovers, but as far as I know, all the lovers around His Highness are stunning, but it just so happens that I like handsome guys. If there are so many Yingyings every day Yanyan is staying in His Highness's castle, and His Highness is not at home, there is no guarantee that His Highness's head will turn green one day."

Mo Jiahua almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He stood by the closet with a half-smile and looked at Ling Feitong, and said, "In seven years, you have become much more courageous."

Ling Feitong sighed, and said, "I can't help it, who made me a battle-tested person."

Mo Jiahua took out a set of military uniforms, and said with a blank expression: "Do you know what you can say when you say this?"

Ling Feitong: "What?"

Mo Jiahua sneered and said, "This king didn't fuck you hard enough."

Ling Feitong: "..."

Damn, if you don't agree with me, you will speak yellow accents. Is this kind of nonsense that a noble and glamorous person like you should say?

"Get over here and change clothes for me." Mo Jiahua said.

Ling Feitong walked over to help Mo Jiahua tidy up the buttons and badges on the military uniform, curled his lips and said: "Just now you called her Xiao Tiantian, she was full of sweet talk, got out of bed and pulled up her trousers and turned her face away, Your Highness A style that is faster than flipping a book, do you dare to change it?"

□Author's gossip: In these two chapters, sweetness is the main focus~!