I heard that the Imperial Marshal wants to raise me

Lothian raised his eyebrows, walked into the bathroom, threw the little yellow duck on the towel rack, touched the liquid with his wet hands, dipped his arms in the water, and whispered in a slightly hoarse voice, "This is... lubricant."

Sai Ling was shocked, "All eight?"

Lothian nodded, "Eight flavors, which one you like, I'll use it for you in the future."

You can choose from a variety of lubricating flavors!

Seling, "..."

The wings of the little yellow duck are vacuum, and it will make a sound when squeezed, but the stomach is full of lubricating fluid.

He stared at Lothian with complicated eyes, and his expression was very delicate when he thought that the man was always playing with the little yellow duck, and it was really filled with lubricant.

Admit it, Secretary Qiao is right, Mr. Marshal is a pervert!

Lothian's entire arm was submerged in the water, and the light-colored shirt was wet and stuck to his muscular, hard-shouldered, broad-backed body, showing the perfect masculinity.

Sailing frowned, his body softened, panting lightly, and slid towards the smooth bathtub. Lothian supported him with the other hand, and Sailing immediately clung to his shoulders as if he had caught driftwood, dumbfounded. Said loudly, "My lord...no, don't"

The arm soaked in the water penetrated between his legs, and the bony fingertips pushed away the hidden parts of his body. Seling trembled violently, his legs tightened to clamp Lothian's arm, and he gasped. Strong, full of aggression.

He closed his eyes and bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, pushed Lothian's shoulders away, and slid into the bathtub.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Lothian hurriedly fished out Sailing and let him lie on his shoulder to pant and cough, "Sailing! I'm sorry, are you better? I'll take you out!"

"Don't!" Sai Ling coughed fiercely, choking in his nasal cavity, which made him cough uncontrollably, and said while coughing, "I, I want to sleep with you and you separately!"

Lothian pulled out a bath towel, wrapped Sailing up and hugged him out, turned him on his lap, and patted his back, "Is it better, I'll go to the doctor, be good, don't move!"

Seling panted and grabbed Lothian's clothes, coughed a few times, and his eyes slowly turned red, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm coughing, I'm fine, but I'm going to sleep next door, I'm coughing, my lord ,you you you……"

Lothian dried Seling's hair, hugged him naked into his arms, and coughed dryly, "Sorry baby."

He just saw that the lubricant was squeezed out, so don't waste it, he didn't kiss him, just touched him a little, a little...really...

Seling coughed so much that his throat was slightly hoarse, and after being fed some warm water by Lothian, he felt that the burning throat did not hurt, and his head became clearer. Thinking of what Lothian said, he couldn't help but blush when he touched it. His head was going to be dizzy again, and he could still feel the bulging of his knuckles pushing away and pushing in, making him tremble...

"I'm sorry, Seling, I'm sorry." Lothian pressed his forehead and hugged him tightly. Unexpectedly, Seling would suddenly push him away, causing him to choke on the water. Seeing Seling cough painfully, Lothian felt distressed. Forbearance, full of harshness.

Hearing Lothian's apology, Sai Ling closed his eyes to calm down, and murmured, "It's okay...cough, it's okay." He panted beside Lothian's neck, and said seriously, "But...I want to break up. bed."

Ok.

Lothian's heart was very miserable, and his surface became more and more calm. He couldn't share a room, didn't accept a bed, and a bed...but he could barely bear it.

And because he was wrong about this matter first, he was afraid of scaring Sai Ling, so he spread a small quilt beside him, and the Marshal personally put on a clean sheet, watched Sai Ling dry his body and put on his pajamas, After drinking some lime water to moisten his throat, he slowly curled up with his back to himself and covered himself in the bed without saying a word.

Lothian was sullen at his recklessness, and wanted to touch Seling but didn't dare, so he could only silently look at the child's back in the light yellow halo.

Why can't I put it down.

After confirming that Seling was asleep, Lothian carefully rolled over to the other side, picked up the quilt and poked inside, pulled down his pajama pants, gently separated his legs, opened his little butt, and took a picture with the terminal. , He was finally relieved after making sure that there was no redness and swelling.

Even though only one finger was squeezed in, the ground was tight and hot, and he was going to be in a hurry, for fear of hurting Sailing, so that he could endure the uncomfortable sleep and get sick again.

Lothian leaned over and kissed the little guy's forehead.

It's not that I can't bear it, but I really want him.

Lothian didn't have much attachment to lust. Even if he really wasn't frigid, he was always indifferent, clean and self-sufficient, and a proper flower of old age (cut, boring old man!).

But he didn't expect that one day he would fall in love with a person so much that he wanted him to be completely his own.

Seling hugged Lothian's neck in a daze, buried his head in his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had only really found a comfortable place now.

Lothian hooked his lips and patted the little guy's back lightly to lull him to sleep.

A thick layer of snow fell on Xingfu Island. Fang Lin raised the temperature of the kitten's cage by two degrees when she got up in the morning. The snow outside was too thick, so she didn't let them go out to play.

When she packed up the kitten and walked into the kitchen, she saw Seling cooking in an apron.

"Hey, why didn't you sleep?"

Sai Ling smiled, "Let me cook."

During this period of time, Ms. Fang Lin has been cooking for them. He was supposed to do this kind of work.

The porridge with fish roe and lean meat floated into the living room. Old Han Moer glanced at the marshal's son who was silently drinking tea with his head down, "Duke Ed is a rare century-old aristocratic family in St. Lance. He has always loved charity and is not interested in politics. , but old Ed served as a soldier in the Fourth Legion when he was young, and now there are many of his subordinates in the top ten legions."

The ten major legions are stationed in the ten major cities of St. Lance, and their headquarters are in the imperial capital. However, the imperial force belongs to the new army, and it has not been established for a long time. Besides, although Lothian has a great reputation in the army, it is still from the alliance army that year. Brilliant record, but now even though he has the position of marshal, he doesn't hold much military power.

Old Hammer knew that Lothian had a deeper affection for the Alliance Army, and had already put his blood and loyalty on the distant North Tower Star. Military contacts.

And this charity will also have people from the ten major legions attending, it is a good opportunity for fellowship, old Hammer glanced at his son, afraid that Lothian, a dull wood, would not want to hook up, cough, with people from the ten major legions Friendly contacts!

Old Hanmer looked at the kitchen sadly again. Generally, sons are boring, but shouldn't daughters-in-law be the kind of smooth-bodied ones? Why is one of their family sullen to death and the other innocent?

Lothian frowned, and had already seen through Old Hammer's thoughts, "Father, I know about this, so there is no need to worry."

Old Hammer coughed twice to catch the hot tea that Lothian handed over, "By the way, a few old friends and I watched the video of the Water Blue Star you gave a few days ago, and it really looks like the totem of the Sky Batman. But it is still uncertain, if the Liberal Party of the Water Blue Planet really wants to manipulate the Sky Batmen, there must be a condition, do you know what it is?"

"Schuster's gene." Lothian took out a milkshake to make hot water, poured a spoonful of matcha powder, "Schuster never left in St. Lans, Seling is by my side, and genetic polymers can reach The closest thing left is... Hall Schuster."

Old Hammer nodded, "I'll send someone to investigate this matter. You can deal with the alien creature in Sai Ling's mind at ease first, and find out why he is here, whether it is an enemy or a friend!"

After he finished speaking, Lothian walked into the kitchen long ago, and Old Hammer muttered, "Don't you know that I will finish talking first!"

Fang Lin walked over with the bowl and chopsticks, and kicked over, "Go to the side, get in the way."

Old Hammer groaned and moved to the other side.

In the kitchen, Sai Ling held up a spoon to create a large distance, "My lord... I'm cooking, you can go out first."

"Wrong." Lothian put the milkshake by Seling's hand.

Sai Ling touched it with one hand, took a sip, but refused to put down the spoon in his hand, "I, I, I forgive you, but now I have to cook."

Lothian looked at him and leaned against the cabinet with his chest crossed, "You are wrong."

"Ok?"

"Wrong call."

Sai Ling blinked and realized that his face was hot, and the fish roe porridge in the pot was steaming deliciously, looking as delicious as the person in front of him.

Lothian said, "Change it, and I'll go out."

Sai Ling took a breath, puffed up his cheeks, lowered his head and stirred the fish roe porridge vigorously, and whispered, "Lotian..."

"Yeah." While Sai Ling buried his face in the soup, Lothian pinched Sai Ling's butt and turned around gracefully.

Seling, "..."

Not long after breakfast, Lothian Dejima picked up three exquisitely dressed people, and brought two sets of exquisite dresses to start dressing up for the two who were going to the dinner in the evening.

One of the two dresses is a small black suit tailor-made for Sai Ling, while the other is a floor-length dress, with layers of black lace skirt revealing her charm, and exquisite pure white pearls embellish the chest and arms , like stars falling in the night sky.

Serling touched the dress and said with a smile, "She will definitely like it."

Lothian bowed his head and kissed Seling's head, leaned against the side of the table, and watched the makeup artist paint embroidered black butterflies on the eyelids of his side face.

Sai Ling squinted at the marshal in the mirror, and said, "Fortunately, a mask is needed for the charity banquet, otherwise I wouldn't be able to go."

Lothian pinched the black butterfly mask in the air between his fingers, "You don't want to be known?"

Sai Ling was stunned, "Hey, it's not that you want me..."

Lothian handed over the mask, "