Chapter 33 Sleeping Together

Arnold and Maya outside the door were afraid that if they continued to listen like this, they would hear something they shouldn't hear, so they reported it solemnly and went into the room together.

Chris's door wasn't completely closed. Nuhra, worried he'd repeat his previous behavior, had left it open. Just now, after Nuhra entered, he hadn't closed it properly, intentionally or not, and the two people outside had overheard their conversation...

As professional soldiers, Maya and Arnold had long since mastered the skill of remaining calm in the face of adversity. They tactfully pretended not to hear anything and simply went to examine Chris.

Meiya had been in the Seventh Army, especially under Nuhra, longer than Arnold, and she did not dare to be arrogant and say that she fully understood her superiors.

But Nuhra has always kept his work and personal life separate. Basically, except for his adjutant Louis who knows a little more, no one else knows anything... Especially for such a big thing as marriage, would he just let his subordinates hear it?

Meiya hid her doubts in her heart. When she turned around to debug the equipment, she carefully glanced in the direction of Nuhra. She happened to meet her boss's calm eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

Maya cursed herself inwardly, not daring to look any further, and just continued to perform routine examinations on Chris.

The last time Chris was hospitalized for a remdesivir allergy, Maya was his attending physician, and they had a good relationship. When she leaned over to remove the probe from Chris, Chris gave her a friendly smile.

Meiya was stunned for a moment, then returned the greeting. She couldn't help but sigh. After not seeing him for a few months, Chris looked healthier and calmer, both physically and mentally.

Maya confirmed that the remnants of ribose in Chris's body were still being slowly eliminated, and that he should rest now. It was normal to feel tired and sleepy.

After hearing Maya's diagnosis, Nuhra finally felt relieved. He thanked his two subordinates and said, "You've been hard at work. As I told you last time, report to the Human Resources Department."

"Yes, Admiral!" Arnold and Maya both knew that this was another overtime pay, and an accompanying hush money.

After leaving the villa, the two people in the car looked at each other with fear in their eyes. They had no intention of communicating at all. They just wanted to keep what they saw and heard today to themselves.

After sending the two doctors away, Chris slowly recalled that before Maya and Arnold came in, it seemed that Nuhra had talked to him about whether they should sleep in the same room...

"Could they have heard what we just said..." Chris realized it belatedly, feeling a little embarrassed. Still sitting on the bed, he tilted his head back and looked at Nuhra standing before him.

Nuhra didn't react much to this. "Don't worry, they won't say anything nonsense." As he said this, he touched Corris's messy hairy head.

Coris lowered his head and allowed Nuhra to do what she wanted. His ears and neck were all dyed a light crimson.

"I'm hungry and want to eat." Kris woke up completely, and the most obvious feeling was hunger. He stood up and said to Nuhra.

Nuhra took him to the restaurant downstairs and said, "Come and eat. I asked the restaurant outside to send some dishes."

Chris nodded, a look of anticipation on his face. He asked Nuhra, who was walking a little ahead, "Is this the same restaurant as last time?"

"Another one, but I promise it's just as delicious." Nuhra slowed down a little and waited for Coris to walk side by side with him.

"Then...is there any dessert?" Chris did not forget the dessert ban that Nuhra had given him, but he still asked unwillingly.

Nuhra's smile was kind and gentle, but her words were quite cruel, "The patient must be obedient and stop thinking about sweets."

Chris closed his eyes in despair, grief-stricken but forced to accept this reality. Nuhra took the opportunity to savor his expression, taking in the entire moment, but maliciously did not offer any explanation, instead beckoning Chris to come downstairs to eat.

"Okay..." Although he couldn't have sweets for the time being, Chris accepted all kinds of food well, and soon his face returned to an expectant expression.

They came to the dining table, and the robotic arm was methodically taking out the takeaway meals that Nuhra had ordered in advance from the fresh-keeping device and placing them on the table one by one.

Chris was already starving, and he didn't bother to care about his image in front of Nuhra. He moved to the stool next to the table like a hungry tiger, staring at Nuhra eagerly.

"I've already eaten." Nuhra knew he was waiting for her, so she explained. Kris listened, nodded, and finally started his late dinner.

Although Nuhra did not intend to join the meal, he did not leave Corris alone at the table. Instead, he sat down opposite him and watched quietly as Corris devoured all the food like whirlwind.

Chris was eating so happily that he didn't even notice that Nuhra got up and went somewhere else. He just kept eating.

When Chris was finally 70% full and was about to stop eating, Nuhra brought a small plate of berry sweet milk cake and gently placed it in front of Chris.

The smile on Chris's face could not be hidden at all. He immediately put on a flattering expression and pushed the cake in front of him to the side where Nuhra was.

Nuhra didn't understand what he meant, and just watched Chris's actions. Chris stood up and walked directly to Nuhra and sat down.

"You are still..." Whenever Coris was happy in front of Nuhra, his face would light up and he couldn't help wanting to get close to him, just like now.

Nuhra was also amused by his cheerful expression and said, "You're willing to sit next to me just because I gave you a piece of cake... Mr. Corris, what else should I give you that will make you willing to sleep in the same room with me?"

Nuhra smiled warmly, but her tone inexplicably made Chris feel a little dissatisfied with the other party: Nuhra was very concerned about Chris's resistance to the proposal of sleeping together, even if it was deliberately pretended.

"I don't need anything." Chris scooped a spoonful of cake, and the sweet and moist milky aroma wrapped in the sour and sweet smell of fresh berries came together; he took a bite, and the silky taste made Chris squint his eyes.

He tried his best to control his hand that wanted to scoop another spoonful, and continued: "I voluntarily sleep in the same room with you. Aren't we legal partners?" At times like this, you have to coax her well. If you say something wrong by accident, it will be bad.

Nuhra paused, and the smile on her face seemed much more genuine, and her smile deepened.

Nuhra stood up, walked around behind Kris, pinched his shoulder, and her fingertips accidentally brushed against his neck, causing Kris to feel a tingling sensation.

"You eat first. I will go back to bathe and burn incense, and wait for your visit." Nuhra leaned over and whispered in Coris' ear.

Chris's whole body seemed to have been electrified, and he was trembling noticeably... Nuhra was satisfied, stood up straight, laughed heartily, walked out of the restaurant with light steps, and went upstairs to the master bedroom.

Chris took a deep breath, scooped a spoonful of cake into his mouth, and finally calmed down.

He ate the rest of the cake in a few bites, then returned to his room without stopping, intending to take a shower, pack his things, and then go to the master bedroom where Nuhra was.

But he was surprised when he opened the door to find the bedroom completely empty and as clean as the first day he arrived. Chris quickly realized that this was definitely Nuhra's work...

Chris laughed in silence, turned around and left this place where there was no need to stay anymore, and walked towards the master bedroom at the end of the corridor without hesitation.

The intelligent system sensed his movements and silently opened the door for him. This was the first time Corris came to Nuhra's bedroom.

As the master bedroom, Nuhra's bedroom looked almost half the size of the room where Corris had been staying, but the decoration style and furnishings were no different... oh, and there was a huge bed.

Chris approached the bathroom in the master bedroom and heard faint sounds of running water. It should be Nuhra taking a shower.

He turned and walked towards the cloakroom. Half of the cloakroom, which was almost as big as the guest bedroom, was filled with the clothes that Chris had brought with him.

After wandering around the master bedroom, he sat on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window, waiting for Nuhra who was still taking a shower.

Chris stared out the dark window for an indeterminate moment. The sound of running water finally stopped. The door opened, revealing a misty haze. Nuhra, dressed in silk pajamas and a bathrobe draped casually, emerged.

Nuhra was wiping his wet hair with a towel when he sensed the gaze locked on him from a distance. He raised his head and met Corris's gaze.

Chris swallowed, adjusted his posture on the sofa, and once again cast his gaze out the window in an attempt to hide his mistake.

Nuhra's body was still covered with hot water vapor from the bath, and her signature wheat-colored skin was a little red. Her home slippers made no sound as she stepped on the blanket. Her body was relaxed and smooth, like a strong leopard approaching its prey.

He sat down on another sofa opposite Corris, facing the young man with his lips pursed.

"It's your turn to shower," Nuhra casually put down the towel. A robotic arm emerged from somewhere and took the towel away. He picked up the ice water that had been prepared on the table and drank it all in one gulp. "I'll wait for you."

Upon hearing this, Corris stood up abruptly, took his things and went straight to the bathroom, without even paying attention to Nuhra in front of him.

The sound of water started quickly, and then it never stopped… Kris took so long in the shower that Nuhra worried something might be wrong with him. He had been lying in bed reading, but he finally got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, raising his voice to check in with the person inside, "Are you okay, Kris?"

Perhaps because she didn't hear clearly, Nuhra asked again, and this time Coris responded with a hoarse voice: "...I'm fine!"

Nuhra felt relieved and leaned against the bathroom door, waiting. Not long after, Kris, wearing pajamas that fit snugly, emerged with a sullen expression.

However, this expression didn't last long, as he was caught off guard by Nuhra who was guarding the bathroom door, and his effort was immediately ruined.

"You..." A trace of panic flashed in Corris' eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat to the bathroom behind him, but Nuhra grabbed his wrist tightly and pulled him back.

"I'm sleepy, I want to sleep." Nuhra's words combined with his current actions made the word "unreasonable" written all over him.

Corris's expression softened considerably, and he asked, "Why don't you go to bed first?"

"I'm afraid someone jumped out of the bathroom window and escaped." Nuhra pulled Kris onto the huge bed with her, her words meaningful.

Chris touched the tip of his nose with his free hand, looking a little guilty. He retorted softly and weakly, "How could I..."

Nuhra tucked Kris into the quilt without hesitation, then followed suit. Kris lay in bed, feeling the bed sink for a moment before returning to its original position. Soon, the undeniable warmth of another person gradually spread over him.

The intelligent system considerately turned off the lights in the room, and the entire master bedroom was now pitch black.

Chris couldn't fall asleep for a while. He turned over several times with a little irritation before he found a suitable position, lying on his side with his back to Nuhra.

His eyes were bright in the dark night, showing no sign of sleepiness, while Nuhra had made no sound at all.

After a long time, Chris thought he had fallen asleep, so he turned over carefully, lay flat on the soft bed, and sighed softly without leaving any trace.

"What happened?" In the darkness, Nuhra's voice, neither loud nor soft, suddenly sounded beside him. Kris turned his head with a look of horror and met Nuhra's sharp and deep golden pupils.

"I don't intend to force you, Kris," Nuhra continued when Kris remained silent. "If you don't like this, you can go back to your original room. My intention is not to force you..."

"No, no, no, I really don't want to." As soon as Corris heard it, he knew that Nuhra had misunderstood. He stretched out his arms to cover his eyes and said in a muffled voice: "...My sleeping posture is not very good."

"I don't believe it." Nuhra sneered and rejected this explanation that no one would believe.

"You were in this bed with someone else..." Chris was silent for a moment, struggling to organize his words, and finally asked this offensive-sounding question.

"No, I won't bring anyone else home," Nuhra said without showing any dissatisfaction with his question. Instead, he patiently and comprehensively explained everything to Kris. "I won't just roll with anyone."

"Marrying you is the result of my careful consideration and it is also something I have never tried before - let me put it this way, you are the only two legal users of this bed besides me." Nuhra said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Corris also chuckled twice, cleared his throat, and simply replied, "Got it."

The two of them, sharing the same bed, fell silent again, their only sounds being the rhythmic, shallow breathing of each other. Kris' words broke the silence, his voice rapid as he spoke: "I really don't sleep well, and I might touch you. Do you mind?"

As soon as Corris finished speaking, he felt Nuhra beside him move and move closer to him... so close that Corris could touch the hand of the other person next to him if he moved his fingers.

Kris was puzzled, but Nuhra explained calmly, "Now, if you move, I can immediately grab you."

Chris knew that Nuhra was saying she didn't mind. He relaxed a bit, and finally, following his heart, he reached under the covers and patted the back of Nuhra's hand, saying softly, "Good night."

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The author has something to say: Straight as a man, brother as a brother (not straight, not brother

Progress: Let’s sleep together [狗头]

I'm really at my wit's end. I only realized after looking back that there were many typos and omissions. Is this the consequence of typing in the middle of the night?