Tigers ban coveting

At the provocative words, Ling Junhan snorted lightly: "Think I will believe it? What kind of trick are you trying to play?"

He didn't pay much attention to it, he just thought it was a change of topic before dying.

Although it has been too long, the memory has been blurred.

But apart from Li Yingyi, he really can't think of anyone who has a grudge against him and can be thrown into that kind of hell.

"Let's wait and see, if I live to be a hundred years old, I will probably never know the truth," Li Yingyi gritted his teeth, and said slowly, "But if I die, I will feel better about it."

Ling Junhan twirled his fingertips, his expression indifferent, "Then prepare the coffin and cemetery early, after all, the time of death is not far away."

Too lazy to talk to this person, he directly cut off the communication device and ordered to notify the fleet: "Return."

All the battleships were brushed away, accelerated forward, sailed into the star orbit, and returned to the dark universe.

Ling Junhan heaved a sigh of relief, and after checking one by one to confirm that everything was normal, he hugged Xiaohu into his arms and led him back to the lounge.

He carefully inspected the injured tiger's claw to ensure that the gauze was completely wrapped, and then he leaned on the bed exhausted, and asked softly, "I haven't rested for more than a day, are you tired?"

The continuous intensity of the battle, the high concentration of mental power, even an officer like him who has been fighting all the year round, can't hold it, let alone Duan Wuxin's first time on the field.

Being able to survive until now is already an extraordinary talent.

Duan Wuxin limply lay on his lap, with his head resting on his thigh, half-closed his eyes and muttered in a low voice, "Well, I'm tired."

"Everything is going well now, and the war is over. I guess it's time to get home after I wake up." Ling Junhan rubbed his tiger, unfastened two buttons of his military uniform, and slid sideways into the bed.

One person and one tiger leaned together, breathing steadily, enjoying the hard-won peace after the war.

As the sky was getting brighter, an urgent report from the cockpit came from the ship's radio: "Sir, our transition point has been bombed, and this track cannot go back."

Ling Junhan opened his eyes tiredly and rubbed the center of his brows.

The operation of bombing the transition point is to add trouble to people.

It is not reassuring to go back, the enemy is really nasty.

"Can you make a detour?" Ling Junhan gently moved Duan Wuxin's head away from his lap, and pressed the contact device in the lounge.

The cockpit replied quickly: "The transition point back to the Federation is gone, so we have to make a detour. The most convenient way now is to follow the Emperor Battleship around."

Ling Junhan hummed, "Okay, I'll contact them."

He dialed Ye Fei's contact number, briefly explained the current situation, and asked, "Is it okay to follow us?"

Ye Fei simply replied: "No problem, but it will take a lot longer to go back, and it will be a bit tossing. How about the small injury?"

Ling Junhan glanced sideways at Xiaohu who was sleeping soundly, and said with a smile: "It's all right, he's fine, he's sleeping."

Ye Fei followed up with a laugh, and responded, "Okay, when he wakes up, you can come and play on our battleship. We are also quite bored, and we are planning to play cards together."

"Okay, it will be over in a while." Ling Junhan hung up the contact device, ordered all the warships to change their driving routes, and rubbed Duan Wuxin's neck with his lower hand.

He was obviously killing all directions just now, but now he is quiet, but he seems very docile.

I don't know what the kid dreamed about, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his tongue fell to one side of the corner of his mouth, licking his lower lip from time to time.

Is this starving?Ling Junhan stared at his frivolous little work, feeling extremely cute.

He lost sleepiness, and simply stretched out his fingers to touch Xiaohu's chin, Duan Wuxin licked his fingertips with the tip of his tongue, and scratched gently with the barb.

After a while, two fingers were licked wet and strange.

Feeling that the touch was not right, Duan Wuxin held his mouth for a while, bit his fingertips and opened his eyes in a daze.

Staring at the callused fingers, he said in a displeased tone, "I'm so annoying, I thought it was ham."

Laughing angrily, Ling Junhan took out a tissue to dry off the wetness on his hands, "Did you dream about ham? I licked and pecked, I thought I dreamed of kissing me."

"Bah, the only time I dreamed was when I was riding on my back when I was a child." After sleeping, Duan Wuxin regained his energy, and even had the strength to bicker.

"I hope to have a better dream next time." Ling Junhan said speechlessly, "Forget about the old things."

Duan Wuxin straightened his limbs, stretched his waist, and said lazily, "How good? Beating up in a dream?"

Ling Junhan played his amount with his fingertips, and threatened: "Did you fight a battle? Strike me? Say it again?"

"Just beat it." Duan Wuxin's tiger claws stepped on that handsome face, alternately stepping on and scratching with both claws.

The favored person has nothing to fear, Ling Junhan closed his eyes and let him step on to vent his anger.

Ten minutes later, Duan Wuxin withdrew his paws contentedly, put it in his mouth and licked it, without the prestige of killing an enemy on the battlefield.

"Come on, get up. Let's go to Ye Fei's battleship for a day. Now the sailing time has doubled, and it will take a long time to go back." Ling Junhan dragged Duan Wuxin out of the quilt, dragged out the suitcase and took out his military uniform, "In the past After that, you can change back, put on the handsome uniform, and show off."

This person is really good at grasping his key points. Duan Wuxin was annoyed to come here but couldn't put on his uniform, so he arranged for him.

If you win a battle, you have to show it off.

At this point, Duan Wuxin immediately jumped up, and the tiger's claw hit the bed board, screaming in pain.

After finally slowing down, he nodded quickly with red eyes: "Go, go."

When the two warships were docked, Duan Wuxin entered the passage happily wagging his tail. Ling Jiamu liked the excitement and forcibly followed.

Ye Fei responded on the other side of the passage, avoided the patrolling soldiers, and took them to the private lounge.

On the round sofa, Gu Angsining was sitting opposite each other, playing cards bored, and the cards were scattered all over the table.

Seeing someone come in, Gu Ang raised his congratulations: "The short section is awesome, it's the first time it's played, and it's killing everyone. We recorded the section of beating the female worm as a training material."

Duan Wuxin was praised so much that he couldn't find Bei, so he wagged his tail and smiled reservedly, "No, it's all a routine operation."

Tiger Claw grabbed the military uniform, feeling that it was not enough, and added: "Wait a minute, after I finish changing, I will praise you again."

Ling Junhan was amused, followed his gaze, and leaned on the door frame as a watchdog.

Duan Wuxin quickly rushed into the bathroom to change clothes with one click, and when he came out after tidying up, he had already turned into a boy in a dark blue military uniform.

It's just... the gauze on the fist is a little tight.

He raised his hand, commanded Ling Junhan unceremoniously, and said arrogantly, "Come here and help me re-bandage."

"Okay, ancestor." Ling Junhan walked over with a half smile, and sat down next to his lap.

Gu Ang lay on the sofa, threw the cards on the table, and clicked his tongue, "Lao Ling also had such a humble day, it's been a long time."

"My brother is completely fascinated by this tiger spirit right now, he's a fool." Ling Jiamu complained disdainfully.

At this moment, the tiger spirit was very imposing, and said with a cold face of disdain: "Be gentle, the strike is so heavy, it hurts."

Ye Fei smiled sullenly, and shook the communicator, "Lao Ling, do you want to join our strict wife management group, also known as the wife too fierce and humble life group."

"..." Ling Junhan's hands were flexibly wrapped in gauze, without raising his eyelids, "Who is in the group?"

Ye Fei shrugged, and put away the sharpness of the battlefield, "The organization is not strong enough, and I, Lin Xiuyong, are the only ones."

"Two people are also in the group, you are so lonely." Ling Junhan was speechless, and paused for a few seconds, "Pull me in."

After all, he doesn't have much experience in love, and it's better to have seniors around than nothing.

Duan Wuxin frowned, and stretched out his hands to pull, "I want to go in too, in case people speak ill of me, I can find out immediately."

Gu Ang shook his fingers lazily, and said firmly, "Don't worry, they have a strong desire to survive, and they will never say bad things, they will only discuss how to survive."

Duan Wuxin looked at Ye Fei very affectionately, and said with pity in his tone: "I didn't expect General Ye to look at the scenery, and it would be miserable in private."

"Yes, brother Ye is miserable. My husband just sees him as pitiful and makes up the numbers. No one dares to be the number one when it comes to misfortune, brother Ye." Si Ning nodded wildly.

After Ling Junhan sent a "yes" in the group, he put away the communicator, "So I'm fucking ranked in this group?"

Duan Wuxin glared at him with a knife in his eyes, "Feel miserable? Am I right?"

After being together, he doesn't scratch anyone anymore, he is gentle and considerate enough.

"Okay, okay, it can't be better." Ling Junhan patted his arm comfortingly, then raised it to his mouth and blew fairy air, "It's wrapped, it won't hurt anymore."

Gu Ang saw this dog-legged look, and made a judgment instantly, "I think Ye Fei lost, so he can be ranked first."

On the list of the worst wives and fierce husbands, Marshal Ling, who had just won the battle, let out a cold snort and silently accepted the crown.

There was a burst of wild laughter in the room, and the ruthless ridicule was beyond words.

Ling Junhan didn't bother to care, leaned next to Duan Wuxin, sat loosely and tapped the table, "Come and eat something, I'm hungry."

"Brother, I'm hungry too." Ling Jiamu looked for a sense of presence with a bitter face, and said happily, "Don't worry about me."

Duan Wuxin really saw how pitiful he was, so he softened his heart and said comfortingly, "Let's eat together when the food is served."

Ling Jiamu seemed to see the life-saving Bodhisattva, and smiled happily, "My son is sensible, unlike someone who forgets his brother when he has a wife."

"Go for an appraisal, maybe it's not a relative." Gu Ang raised his leg, raised his foot and kicked Ye Fei, commanding: "Go help them get food."

Ye Fei followed suit, and he didn't know who he was mocking. He imitated Ling Junhan's words: "Okay, ancestor."

After a while, someone knocked on the door, and when it was opened again, the dining car was reserved, but the person who delivered the food had already withdrawn, quite sensible.

Ye Fei pushed the dining car in, put away the cards on the table, arranged the plates one by one, and said politely: "There is nothing particularly delicious on the battleship, so let's make do."

"It's just enough, it's very rich!" Duan Wuxin was in a great mood at the moment, with a big appetite, and rolled up his sleeves to eat.

It's a mess, like a starved ghost reincarnated.The dinner plate gradually bottomed out, and most of it was wiped out.

His lower abdomen was full, and he just caught a glimpse of Ling Junhan and it didn't matter.

The man was half leaning on the sofa, but his hands didn't stop, and he went to pick up vegetables for him.

As the saying goes, one slap is one candy, Duan Wuxin showed kindness, took a piece of meat and gave it to Ling Junhan, "Eat more, I am very tired from fighting."

Ling Junhan liked this set very much, so he took a bite and gave him a wink to signal him to continue feeding.

If there is no one else around, let me be my friend.

"Oh, who doesn't have a husband?" Gu Ang rubbed his cheeks with the tip of his tongue, and handed a chopstick to Ye Fei, "Eat more, I'm tired of directing."

Ling Jiamusi took a look, and said with great regret, "I'm sorry, I don't have a husband, so I can't show my affection."

Si Ning reached out and hurriedly separated the relationship, "I have a husband, he is busy with research and raising children."

"Yeah, I'm just a single dog. I haven't posted it these days." Ling Jiamu hugged his hands and sighed quietly, "We are both in pairs, and I also want to find someone to fall in love with."

At this point, Si Ning regretted deeply: "If it weren't for our race, I could introduce a few research institutes, both boys and girls."

Duan Wuxin picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth, curiously asked: "So we are all men, how can we tell who has the baby?"

Gu Ang put down his chopsticks, and explained simply and rudely: "It's our side, alpha is destined to be an attacker, it's by nature, and the rest of us are betaomega, with reproductive cavities, so we can give birth."

"Oh, I saw the barrage before and wanted to ask, what does it mean to attack?" Duan Wuxin frowned, very confused.

Human language is too complicated. He has been surfing for many years, but he still doesn't understand it.

Gu Ang saw his innocent face, glanced at Ling Junhan, and said in shock: "You two are so innocent, are you playing with children?"

"You're too young, you're only eighteen." Ling Junhan said implicitly and restrainedly, "It's not that time."

Gu Ang nodded, thinking of the old things, he gritted his teeth again: "That's true, but when I was eighteen, I was already raped by this dog."

"It's all accidents." Ye Fei coughed lightly, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, trying to maintain a sullen expression, "But Xiao Duan, don't worry, no matter what you two do, you won't make a baby tiger."

Nonsense, interracial can have children, that is a scientific miracle.

Duan Wuxin was so anxious that he tried to break into the topic, obsessed with the answer, "Then the two of us don't know what to do, how can we distinguish between offense and suffering?"

Ling Junhan didn't interrupt, since Duan Wuxin was an adult, he deserved the education he deserved.

Lest it really come to that time, it will appear that he is leading the children badly.

"In a general sense, when it comes to that moment, attack on the top and receive on the bottom. Both of us are so fierce, so let's do whatever we want, don't be rigid." Gu Ang played tricks and opened his mouth to talk nonsense.

Duan Wuxin still half-understood, forced to understand, "Then I often ride him, so I am Gong?"

As soon as these words fell, the audience fell into silence.

Gu Ang looked at Ling Junhan leisurely, and blinked slowly, "I didn't expect that it turned out to be like this."

Ye Fei added with a look of embarrassment: "I'm only eighteen, so I just play with this flower?"

Ling Junhan sneered: "We didn't do anything, we didn't think about that hooligan, we just rode for fun."

The more you explain, the more playful the expressions of everyone on the field will be.

He simply broke his can and said, "Whatever you think."

The conversation became more and more cloudy, Duan Wuxin pursed his mouth, and took out the communicator to search for keywords.

Accompanied by an explanation on the Internet, there is a clear picture of two naked men stacked next to each other, which turned out to be effective!

The posture is too clear, making people blush.

He looked at the intimate position of the two men in the picture, and his cheeks burned rapidly.

My God, since he is attacking, wouldn't he want to stab Ling Junhan like this in the future? .