Chapter 103:

After a few sneezes, Ji Xinglan was finally honest, and Yan Qiu pressed on the other end of the sofa. The two of them wrapped the quilt on one end and shrunk on the sofa, blowing the hot air conditioner, holding tea and watching the movie.
A cold in winter is equivalent to suffering. Fortunately, keep warm in time. After a few sneezes, there is no follow-up, and it has not really developed into a cold.
But Yan Qiu learned his lesson and warned Ji Xinglan fiercely that he would not kiss him casually.
Yan Qiu said that a good day would only take one day. The next day, he wouldn't be fooling around with Ji Xinglan. Before he got up, he took most of the remaining cake from last night into the study room. He ate and read a book until he sat in the afternoon.
At noon, Ji Xinglan went out to purchase at the order of Mrs. Ji. When he came back to see it in the evening, he found only a fat cat and an empty paper box left on the study table.
"You have eaten so many desserts, don't you want to have dinner?" Ji Xinglan said helplessly.
"Lan Lan ate it." Yan Qiu took a brush and wrote something on the paper, evacuated a fat cat rolling on the table, and pushed the pot to him.
"... My dad is back in Hengcheng. You are going to prepare. We will meet him for dinner tonight."
Ji Xinglan didn't take him through, but just reached out and rubbed Yan Qiu's head.
"Wait upstairs to change clothes later, we go out at six o'clock."
Yan Qiu looked up at him in surprise.
It has been said that Field Marshal is coming back, but Yan Qiu did not expect it to be so fast, and he was not ready.
This is about to have dinner together, too suddenly.
Meeting with the elders is a bit cautious after all. Yan Qiu wanted to make a good impression on Ji-Fu and cleaned up in front of the floor mirror for a while.
In the end, he chose a decent beige sweater and down jacket. His hair was neatly combed, and the whole person looked very energetic.
Ji Xinglan was waiting on the sofa downstairs, and when Yan Qiu came over, he couldn't help but hugged him and kissed him: "Which looks so nice to wear?"
What's so good about this. Yan Qiu knew that he was poor, and pushed him a little, urging: "Go away."
Ji Nai arrived at Hengcheng at noon today. In the afternoon, he simply went to the divisional military department to handle the handover affairs. In the evening, he hurried to see them.
Mrs. Ji was reluctant to let him come home and only promised to have dinner outside.
The meeting place was set on the top floor of the downtown building, the restaurant that Yan Qiu and Ji Xinglan had been to before.
The holiday business was hot, and the people standing in line outside the door were one after another. Fortunately, Mrs. Ji was a frequent visitor to this restaurant, and the last box was reached.
When the waiter led them into the reserved box, Ji Nai and Mrs. Ji had not yet arrived. There was only one air conditioner in the box, which radiated heating alone.
"My mother said that the company had to deal with many things at the end of the year and arrived late. Let's wait until they arrive and order something. What would you like to drink first?"
Ji Xinglan pushed the menu to Yanqiu.
Yan Qiu asked for a glass of grape juice, and when he drank a third, the door of the side box was opened by the waiter.
The two looked up at them. Yan Qiu saw Ji Nai at the door at a glance, and felt the fierce aura unique to the top Alpha on him when he stood a few meters away.
This aura is really similar to Ji Xinglan, even mature and powerful. Yan Qiu silently commented in his heart.
Field Marshal Ji Nai had just rushed over from the military department and was still wearing a straight ironed uniform. There were some medals on his clothes that symbolized first-class merit.
Yan Qiu does not understand the positions and ranks of colorful and striped, only know that it looks different from others.
Yan Qiu recalled that Ji Xinglan's uniform seemed to have something similar, which was dwarfed by his father.
At first glance, the tall Alpha was from a troop background, with a straight spine in the back, a tall nose, and no anger, revealing the military's majesty in his brows.
From the eyebrows, Ji Nai was also very handsome when he was young.
He was handsome and talented more than 20 years ago and was the dream of his mother's generation.
However, after 20 years of retrogression, Yan Qiu was just born, and he has no memory of the events at that time. He only learned from history textbooks.
At the beginning, Country A was not as strong as it is today, but under the threat of foreign forces, it was somewhat turbulent.
And Country A can have today's prosperity. Ji Nai, who was in danger in that year, exerted his strength and made contributions.
Ji Nao strode into the box and took off his coat and hat first. The waiter picked it up and hung it up, and opened the chair for him.
Watching Marshal Ji sit opposite him and sit down, Yan Qiu swallowed nervously.
He usually talks a lot, but in the face of a group of elders counseling, it is a bit difficult to deal with the scene.
Fortunately, Ji Xinglan didn't ask him to cope, silently handed out the menu.
Seeing that Mrs. Ji hadn't come yet, Ji Nai didn't rush to order and greeted her son a few words.
"Xing Lan, listen to your mother, do you have a baby?"
Ji Xinglan saw that he didn't pick up the menu. He took it over and looked at it.
His attitude at the moment was completely different from that of his dad who had just flirted with Yan Qiu.
Yan Qiu knew that he was starting to be awkward again, so he had to chat with Jifu to relieve the awkward atmosphere.
"Yes, it hasn't been two months, it's twins."
The three people in the box asked him to slam the siege.
"It's hard for you." Ji Na always has a sense of seriousness, and even when he smiles, it doesn't change much. "When the baby is born, Dad will give you a big red envelope."
With that, Ji Nao turned his eyes to his silent son, the smile on his face was a bit stiff.
Obviously a magnificent marshal, Yan Qiu felt his helplessness in front of his son.
He noticed that this imperial iron bone also had a few strands of grey hair.
Yan Qiu silently took the cup and took a sip.
He originally thought that Ji Nai was a man who abandoned his wife and his son for success, but he didn't think so. As a father, the care in his eyes did not seem to be fake, nor did he know what went wrong.
...
Mrs. Ji came from the company. She arrived at the latest, and hurried away after a quarter of six.
Although she was too busy with her feet these days, she was still beautifully dressed, and her hair rushed in a hurry without any mess.
The years did not seem to leave too many marks on her face, but the charm remained.
After Mrs. Ji entered the door, she said hello to Ji Nai, and sat down before Ji Nai wanted to open a chair for her, then greeted Yan Qiu with order.
"Just be polite, he pays the bill anyway." Madam Ji pushed the menu in front of Yan Qiu and glanced at Ji Nai mockingly.
Yan Qiu: "..."
On the dining table in front of us, various cold dishes and soups were arranged. The waiter brought a cold seafood platter as big as a basin. The ice dish was filled with shrimp and oysters and shellfish. And bright red Boston lobster.
The waiter poured half a glass of brandy for each of them, but Yan Qiu was still holding a glass of grape juice.
Yan Qiu-chi held it for a while and couldn't perform anymore, grabbing a crab leg and eating it with vinegar.
Ji Xinglan vaguely remembered that Yan Qiu had eaten a dozen charcoal grilled oysters at the barbeque restaurant that day, thinking of his love for this, so he picked up a oyster and poured him some lemon juice in it.
Yan Qiu took the next bite and ate his lower lip with a slightly twisted expression.
The raw and sour taste is slightly strange, but it's more fragrant than the six dollars in the grill. He didn't want to eat one, and he hung his head on bread to eat foie gras.
The atmosphere in the banquet was a little subtle. The four people spoke a few words one after another, and the time was mostly silent.
Although Ji Xinglan said nothing on the surface, he drank some wine.
Ji Nai, a father, cared about his studies. Ji Xinglan also answered a few sentences very briefly after the meal, and rejected his suggestions about work.
"I don't want to go to Kyoto," Ji Xinglan's tone of refusal was very weak, but she was determined, "It's good in the Hengcheng Military Department."
Ji Nai nodded helplessly. Also, along the coast of Hengcheng, there is the largest naval base in country A.
Although Ji Xinglan's answer was not too rude, it still revealed a sense of strangeness everywhere.
He also seemed to be grudged about the last call.
Yan Qiu felt that this was the most difficult meal he had ever eaten. Complicated family relations made a good seafood meal into a Shurachang.
Fortunately, the foie gras was delicious enough, which greatly distracted him and eased his embarrassment.
Ji Xinglan saw that he likes to eat, and added two more portions, which is enough for him to finish a meal.
Since there was really no topic to talk about, and they didn't seem to want to talk much, the meal quickly ended.
In the end, it was really Marshal Ji's account, and Mrs. Ji was not polite with him, she picked what was expensive, and opened the bottle. Louis XIII couldn't drink it and took it away.
Four people took the elevator downstairs. Ji Xinglan drank alcohol and was inconvenient to drive. He called the driver early and asked him to come over.
Ji Na also called his driver to come. When he walked to the parking lot, he patted his son's shoulder and said with emotion, "I haven't seen it in such a long time, it is taller than my father."
Ji Xinglan slowly opened the door, let Yan Qiu get in the car, and sneered with his eyes down: "No way, I don't remember how many years ago you came to see us last time."
"..."
Ji Nai knew that his son did not want to talk to him very much. The last time they really had a good conversation or talked about the ABO Marriage Act, there was no contact since then.
He could never understand what his son was thinking.
Soon, Ji Nai's driver also came. Before he was about to get on the bus, he suddenly remembered something, knocking on Ji Xinglan's car glass.
"Six months ago." He paused, as if he was drunk before he had the courage to say, "I heard your mother said you were in a bad mood, and my dad came to see you back."
...
Before going to bed that night, Yan Qiu lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He eats too much to sleep.
After twelve o'clock, he felt that Ji Xinglan beside him rolled over, as if he hadn't fallen asleep.
Yan Qiu secretly looked up at him. In the dark room, two eyes suddenly collided.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Ji Xinglan asked with a helpless tone, touching his head softly.
"Eat too much to sleep," Yan Qiu moaned.
Ji Xinglan was silent for a moment and reached out to help him rub his stomach and eat.
"Why don't you sleep yet?" Yan Qiu asked back.
Ji Xinglan didn't answer, Yan Qiu asked carefully because it was your father.
Yan Qiu knew that only he could mention these things to Ji Xinglan. He wanted to help Ji Xinglan.
"Tell me about it, don't hold it in your heart." He hugged the man and said, "There is nothing we can't say."
Ji Xinglan stared at him for a few seconds, still sighing in a compromise.
Although because of his life experience, there are many people who have cared about this since childhood, this is the first time Ji Xinglan mentioned his father with others.
"... When I was a kid, the person I admired most was my father."
"I found it when I was in kindergarten. Every time I mentioned who my father was, everyone looked at me with admiring eyes."
"Since then, I also vowed to be as powerful as my father."
"When I was young, my father treated me well and played with me, willing to ride me. But one day my mother suddenly told me that he didn't want us."
Speaking of which, Ji Xinglan suddenly could not continue.
Yan Qiu pursed his lips and held him tighter. He understands that he used to worship Ji Nai.
A boy will have a marshal dream.
"... but he abandoned us so decisively, is he really a hero looking outside." The man calmed his emotions and continued.
"I always wanted to be a hero like that when I was a kid, but then I became confused."
"..." Yan Qiu Chang sighed, hugged him tightly, and lifted his face to peck on his lips.
"Okay, don't think so much, go to bed early."
The man "huh" a moment and hugged him. Holding her lover, the mood is much better.
"Good night, you are my hero." Yan Qiu said softly.
...
Ever since Ji Nai came forward, Ji Xinglan has been absent from time to time.
Yan Qiu knew these things were in a hurry and wanted to help him out.
However, the bell ringer must be the person who answers the bell. The only thing he can do is to comfort Ji Xinglan and please him.
Only he can always make Ji Xinglan happy.
Seeing Master Ji is in a bad mood, Yan Qiu has been struggling to please him these days, like a dog's leg, sitting like a little fox on his lap all day long. Ridiculous.
At the end of the transcript, Yan Qiu was sitting on Ji Xinglan's lap.
Otherwise, I received the transcript email, and I was scared to read it.
"There is nothing to dare to read." Ji Xinglan joked at him, and helped him to read it.
"Not bad," he said.
"Ah, really?"
Hearing what he said, Yan Qiu passed the letter and looked at it suspiciously.
Although there are still two courses that have not achieved A +, they have indeed made significant progress.
"It's okay, it's great." Ji Xinglan put his chin on his shoulder and smiled a little, "My husband rewards you."
Yanqiu wanted to run subconsciously, but it was too late.
Just know that his reward will not be a good thing.
Being pressed to the desk, Yan Qiu regretted thinking this way.
...
New Year's Eve is coming soon.
On this day, Yan Qiu and Ji Xinglan performed a general cleaning at home.
All the servants are on holiday, and Mrs. Ji takes on the task of cooking alone, but she is happy. Starting from the morning to choose ingredients, prepare them to eat hot pot.
Although the three people spend the Chinese New Year together, they have to have a sense of ceremony and atmosphere.
Mrs. Ji clearly said that she would never let Ji Nai come to the house. But that night, Yan Qiu went downstairs and saw him in the living room.
He thought he was wrong, and rubbed his eyes in surprise.
Opening his eyes again, Marshal Ji Nai was still sitting on the couch at home.
His coat was hanging on the hanger, he was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and actually playing with the kitten, Xiao Lanlan kept picking his pants legs, inexplicably a little iron Han tenderness.
Behind Yan Qiu, Ji Xinglan was also stunned for a while, and then turned back into the kitchen.
Yan Qiu vaguely heard the sound in the kitchen.
"... Isn't he not allowed to come?" Ji Xinglan's voice.
There was a little helplessness in Mrs. Ji's voice: "He came here in the morning and stood outside for a whole day, smoking a packet and a half ..."
On this side, looking up and seeing Yan Qiu coming, Ji Na even asked him, "What's the name of this cat."
Suddenly Yan Qiu regretted giving the cat the name, and said arrogantly, "Lan Lan."
"Oh, Lan Lan." Ji Nai nodded thoughtfully.
When Ji Xinglan came out of the kitchen, what he saw was that his dad kept calling such a picture of the little stinky cats "Lan Lan" and "Lan Lan".
The blue muscles in his forehead couldn't help but smoke.
...
According to Ji Xinglan, his father rarely came back. It is also rare to sit and eat New Year's Eve dinner like this.
During the Chinese New Year, Mrs. Ji did not want to compete with him, so he left him to finish his meal.
Mrs. Ji made a lot of tricks and was not familiar with restaurants.
After the meal was over, Mrs. Ji said that there was no room and started to rush.
But Ji Na didn't plan to leave.
"I just sleep on the floor, and I am used to sleeping on the grass in the army."
Yan Qiu couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Ji Xinglan.
He and Ji Xinglanguo are really father and son, and like to sleep on the floor.
...
Yan Qiu and Ji Xinglan went upstairs and returned to the room. Mrs. Ji and Jifu didn't know whether the discussion was over or not.
The policy of prohibiting firecrackers has been implemented in urban areas for a long time. The villa area they lived in had fewer residents. Although it was a New Year's Eve tonight, it was quite quiet without firecrackers.
Yan Qiu received several friends' blessing text messages one after another. After replying to the news, he also talked to Xie Yu's video about him, which caused Ji Xinglan to become so mad that he had to put down his mobile phone and play with Ji Xinglan.
"This is the first time we have crossed the New Year together." Yan Qiu leaned his head on him.
Ji Xinglan touched his face and smiled and said, "Who do you want to be with? Anyway, there is a chance, we will all celebrate New Years together."
When it was close to twelve o'clock, Ji Xinglan began to pinch the time, and suddenly counted Yan Qiu down on the sofa when counting down for a minute.
Yan Qiu wanted to send a message of blessings with a bit of confusion, and suddenly was pushed down unpreparedly.
The man pressed up, leaned over to kiss him deeply, and kissed Yan Qiu on the bed for more than two minutes.
Yan Qiu was teased by his legs and feet, and kissed, dizzy and found out that time had passed.
The pointer was past twelve, and Yan Qiu Yuguang glanced at the light outside the window, like a firework.
Ji Xinglan still let him go, and Yan Qiu pushed away those who refused to leave him, and gasped and said, "Happy New Year."
Ji Xinglan reached out and hooked his clothes belt, and smiled lowly: "Happy New Year baby. I hope you are happy every year."
Yan Qiu was amused by him, put on his slippers and walked to the bed.
They stood at the window and watched the gorgeous fireworks exploding in the sky in the far suburbs. Ji Xinglan hugged Yan Qiu from behind and showed off to him: "I kissed you just a year ago."
"..." Yan Qiu was speechless for a while.
...... It seems really.
Ah, what a mess.
Looking at Yan Qiu's expression was stunned, Ji Xinglan pecked again on his face, and then found a red envelope to give him, Yan Qiu said: "I am not a child anymore."
"Then give it to the baby, you keep it first."
Yan Qiu thought about it, the baby was still in his stomach, and he could only keep it first.
"Have you prepared any New Year's gift for me?" Ji Xinglan hung on him.
"Of course."
When Yan Qiu visited the forum a few days ago, he stumbled upon someone saying that there was a male smell similar to Ji Xinglan's pheromone. He smelled it and found it to be true, so he quietly "spent heavily" to buy a bottle he.
When Yan Qiu was about to get it, he was pushed down on the bed by Ji Xinglan.
"Can I pick it myself?" Ji Xinglan asked.
Yan Qiu saw the starlight and fireworks outside the window behind him, carrying light and shadow, the man's eyes were bright.
So he put his hand on his shoulder and responded: "Well, listen to you."
…………
Yan Qiu gasped in Ji Xinglan's arms, neither of them was wearing clothes.
"Sleep." Ji Xinglan gently kissed his forehead. "It's almost two o'clock."
Yan Qiu didn't know when he slept past, but when he woke up, he found that the bed was empty.
He turned over to look over the toilet, and found that the dark lights in the toilet did not turn on, nor looked like someone.
The dark and heavy night shows that it is still midnight, the windows are quiet, and only a faint moonlight splashes on the windowsill.
Yan Qiu touched the terminal to see the time, and he could not help frowning until 3:30 in the morning.
What did Ji Xinglan do?
Night party little lover?
Since Marshal Ji returned, Yan Qiu also saw that Ji Xinglan's condition was not right. He turned over and faced the wall. After thinking about it, he couldn't sleep, so he got out of the bed and opened the door to go outside.
As soon as he opened the door, he heard arguments in the silent hallway.
When you listen carefully, the sound comes from next door.
Next door is the room where Mrs. Ji sleeps.
Too far apart, Yan Qiu couldn't hear what they were arguing about, only knowing that the tone was very intense, so he became more worried.
He quietly took the door with his backhand and walked outside to look around, wondering if he would enter the next room.
Obviously, this is their private affair. It seems that they shouldn't do much business, but they are really fierce, and Yan Qiu is worried.
Ji Xinglan didn't know where he was.
After considering for a moment, Yan Qiu finally made up his mind to go in and look at it, but his hand just touched the cold door handle, and was suddenly covered by the person in the dark.
"Hush." ​​In the dark, the man silenced him in his ear.
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