marriage on paper

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Lu Junyan who came to the door suddenly turned back and asked Lu Zhi, "I want to ask you something?"

Lu Zhi felt sorry for himself and drank water from a cup, losing his beloved "battle suit" as soon as he entered the door made him feel distressed to death, so he drank water and calmed down.

"Ah."

"I told He Xinan to help him sort out his restless mental strength. Why is he angry?"

Lu Junyan couldn't figure it out, but after saying this, He Xinan suddenly made a move.

"Pfft..." Lu Zhi spit out all the water, and almost choked to death.

Seeing Lu Zhi's coughing, Lu Junyan suddenly felt that he might have really said something extraordinary.

"Cough, cough, brother, you are really...cough..." Lu Zhi coughed so badly that his throat was about to cough up blood after saying two words, "Brother, what kind of scumbag are you talking about? Cough Cough, the young commander didn't beat you up, you really should burn incense and worship Buddha."

Lu Junyan: ... I was beaten, I didn't get beaten, I got knocked on my knees.

Seeing that his brother really didn't understand, Lu Zhi blushed with shame, and stumbled to explain to his brother: "Brother, don't you know... the premise of spiritual counseling... is that two people do that kind of thing and treat each other well." Can you only do counseling when you are completely... relaxed?"

Lu Junyan was startled: I swear to God, he really doesn't know about this.

No wonder He Xinan was so angry, if there was someone who told him earlier that he had a crush on him, and then said that he could have sex with him, then he would give the other person a kick without hesitation.

No, if you don't beat the opponent until his parents don't recognize him, he won't stop.

Lu Junyan raised his forehead, what did he say?

This is the same as humiliating He Xinan, "I don't like you, but if you need it, I can reluctantly fuck you".

Lu Zhi leaned in front of him and said, "Brother, are you okay?"

Lu Junyan shook his head, not good.

It was probably the first time in his life that He Xinan, a proud son of heaven, was humiliated in this way. It was God's blessing that he didn't kill himself on the spot.

"I'll send the clothes first." Lu Junyan walked quickly towards his room.

He Xinan forgiving himself so quickly made Lu Junyan feel a little guilty. If he hadn't left the other party by mistake, how heartbroken He Xinan would be when he left alone.

It would be hard for such a high-ranking person to be insulted and belittled by someone he likes.

Pushing open the door and entering, one could see that the bathroom door was ajar. He Xinan leaned his head over and looked this way, and saw that he was obviously relieved.

Lu Junyan quickly approached and handed the clothes over, "It's Lu Zhi's, new clothes, please make do with it first."

He Xinan grabbed it, but his face turned dark when he saw the clothes in his hand.

What is this ghost?

A white pullover sweater, two long straps hanging from the hat, the straps are tied in strange knots, and the left and right are asymmetrical, not to mention that there are two half-arm-long rabbit ears on the hat.

The trousers are similar to their training uniforms, and they are also slightly loose bloomers, but what is the situation with the pockets all over the body?

Is it the leader of the gang of beggars?

The clothes were quickly thrown out, and the young marshal's obviously displeased voice sounded: "Bring your training uniform."

Lu Junyan was in a dilemma, "I took all my clothes away, and only one bathrobe at home."

He Xinan: ...!

He Xinan waved between the extremely revealing bathrobe, the rabbit sweater, and the gang leader's trousers, and decisively chose the latter.

With a white hand reaching for the door, he ordered, "Bring it in."

I didn't notice it just now, but now through the warm yellow light in the bathroom, Lu Junyan suddenly saw the delicate skin on the other side's wrist. He Xinan's bone mass was so small that Lu Junyan had never thought about it.

The slender arm seemed to be able to be easily broken into two pieces with a light break.

The bandage on the hand is a bit of an eyesore. If the hand is not injured like this, Xin's long and well-knit fingertips are always light pink, and a beautiful crescent can always be seen on the neatly trimmed and round nails.

When doing that kind of thing, such a hand can confine his two hands with one hand, let it struggle in his own hand, and watch him turn red, and even rub ambiguous red marks.

He Xinan grabbed his clothes blindly, Lu Junyan was dazzled by the soft light, the two hands staggered, staggered, and entangled fiercely.

The warm touch made He Xinan startled, he hurriedly let go and was about to flee back, and suddenly he couldn't move the slightest bit.

The body is ahead of the reason, Lu Junyan's breathing is a bit rough, the warmth of the tentacles is a little different from the feeling in the memory, it seems to be a tall willow, with edges and corners, but the feeling is still a little bit hard to put it down.

"Release!" He Xinan's angry voice came from inside, and Lu Junyan suddenly returned to his soul after being scolded.

"Sorry, young commander, I just..." Lu Junyan thought hard to find a suitable explanation for himself, "I just wondered that your hand has not healed after being injured for so long."

Ordinarily speaking, for an alpha of He Xinan's level, whether it is physical fitness, intelligence, appearance, or physical function, he should be the top existence of the empire. Such a small injury will not be healed after a few days.

"It's nothing, the gland is permanently damaged and has no self-healing ability."

He Xinan's voice wafted out of the bathroom, it was light and weightless, but it hit Lu Junyan's ears like thunder on the ground.

What does permanent gland damage mean? Lu Junyan may not know the details, but he knows that if mental power is added, the pain and torture He Xinan suffered during the onset of the disease will not be ordinary pain, both physically and mentally. , comparable to hell on earth.

"When did the gland get hurt?" Lu Junyan's voice was a little tense. The gland is the most fragile existence of life for both alpha and omega. Of course, the damage in this position is also the most painful.

He Xinan, who was getting dressed, paused, and tried to recall when his gland was injured, but after thinking about it for a long time, he found nothing, and only knew a certain time.

"five years ago?"

Lu Junyan's pupils constricted. Five years ago, before the monsters invaded the southwest border, he was already seriously injured?

It was unimaginable that he had endured such torture alone for so many years.

The door was slowly opened, and a combat boot first appeared in front of Lu Junyan. The "beggar's pocket" on the rather non-mainstream tooling was strictly buttoned up by the owner, and the military green training uniform on it was not replaced. The black trousers have a different sense of fashion.

The white sweater with huge rabbit ears was not favored, He Xinan handed it over in disgust, and said, "Give this back to your brother, and I'll return the pants to him another day."

Lu Junyan nodded, and involuntarily glanced at the knee of his right leg.

No wonder the wounds from those men in black didn’t heal for so long when we met for the first time. I thought it was because of his restless walking back and forth. It turned out that the real reason was damage to the glands, and the self-healing power fell back to negative value.

A negative value means that the wound must be healed with the help of medicine or other foreign objects, otherwise, if you want the wound to heal by itself, you must lie motionless.

"Boom, boom, big brother," Lu Xu's soft voice sounded outside the door, "Father asked me to come and ask you to have dinner with the young marshal."

Lu Junyan and He Xinan looked at each other, He Xinan pursed his lips and looked away.

Lu Junyan was generous, "Let's go, people like family reunions, so we naturally have to show some face."

Lu Feng really likes this kind of excitement where children and grandchildren gather around their knees in groups, but He Xinan looked at it. Except for those sweet-talking children who were always looking happy at the whole dinner table, the rest were all It looks like a funeral.

A long table of about five meters is filled with delicious delicacies such as Hai Cuo Jiangyao.

Lu Feng took the main seat, with his favored children on the left and right. He Xinan only knew one Lu Fang, and then they met Nuan Nuan's mother and child face to face, and then Lu Zhi and a few unfavored children. strict.

Lu Feng enthusiastically introduced He Xinan's carefully selected ingredients.

"Young commander, don't be disgusted. These are all seafood I caught from the deep sea of ​​Shiquan. You should try this crab."

After saying that, a servant immediately came out to serve He Xinan with vegetables, and He Xinan didn't even have time to refuse.

Looking at the golden crab leg meat on the plate and Lu Feng's burning enthusiasm on the main seat, He Xinan gently pushed the plate.

"Sorry, I don't eat crabs."

The scene was awkward for a moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Lu Feng waved his hand embarrassingly, and the servant immediately removed the crab legs and replaced He Xinan with a new plate.

"It's okay, don't eat crabs, there are other things, these are rare delicacies, one meal is less."

As he said that, another servant stepped forward to serve the dishes, and as if on purpose, he deliberately passed over He Xinan's edible vegetables and fruits and placed them in front of He Xinan.

Lu Feng was still seated at the top and warmly raised his glass to invite: "Come on, young commander, this is a good wine that we have stored for hundreds of years. It is a good thing from the old earth period. I will not return today without getting drunk."

He Xinan raised his wine glass, the crystal clear liquor was comparable to vodka blended with ethanol, and it choked people.

He Xinan felt that he couldn't drink it, but he watched the people at the table raise their glasses silently and raised their hands, but the glass was snatched away by a big hand as soon as it left the table.

He Xinan stared dumbfounded at the other party who drank it in one gulp, and suddenly remembered that on the day of the wedding banquet, this person also blocked all the wine for himself so calmly.

Lu Junyan put down his wine glass and said to Lu Feng, "Young Marshal is injured and can't drink. I'll drink this glass of wine for him and you."

Originally, Lu Feng was a little angry, but where is He Xinan here? He doesn't eat this or drink that, look down on anyone!

Unexpectedly, after Lu Junyan said this, Lu Feng's old face flushed instantly.

Lu Feng squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and said amusedly: "This kid, you talk about everything, you know, you know, Uncle Feng, change the young marshal to some refreshing and light dishes, and remove those!"

Lu Junyan didn't understand what it meant at first, but when he turned his head and looked at the teasing eyes of the people at the table, he understood instantly.

He Xinan and I stayed there for so long, and when he came out again, He Xinan suddenly changed his clothes, and he should not eat fresh seafood or hair when eating, so it's hard not to make people think wrong.

[The author has something to say: He Xinan: We are innocent.

Lu Junyan: Yes.

Everyone in the Lu family: ...]