Chapter 70 Appearance

Finally, in the bathroom, under Nohra's guidance, Kris solved the problem with his legs. Nohra had to follow Kris and take a bath again.

The sound of running water finally stopped in the bathroom, and Nuhra and Kris emerged one after the other. Their demeanors were quite different. In contrast to Nuhra's reserved, slightly embarrassed and shy expression, Kris appeared to be radiant and energetic.

"Brother," Nuhra said as she walked ahead. She was caught off guard by Kris's bear hug from behind. Kris asked with warm concern, "Do you need me to carry you back?"

In fact, Nuhra's thighs were a little uncomfortable from being rubbed, but he would never show it in front of Chris. He looked normal: "No, I can walk." When he handed the initiative to Chris, he had already anticipated the situation that would arise... But with every step he took, the discomfort in his legs told him what he had just experienced.

Chris was laughing behind Nuhra, like a cat that had stolen some fish... But Chris quickly adjusted his expression, walked to Nuhra, stretched his hand over his back, and put it around Nuhra's waist. Using Chris's height advantage, he shared some of Nuhra's strength, making it more comfortable for him to walk.

Nuhra's body stiffened slightly for a moment, but soon relaxed and let Chris do what he wanted to her.

The two finally reached the bed and collapsed onto the covers. Kris pulled himself up and glanced at Nuhra from the side. Nuhra, sensing the gaze of the person next to her, casually raised her eyelids and glanced at Kris, only to be suddenly pressed down on her and kissed by him.

Nuhra rarely felt exhausted. He couldn't help but think seriously about his future and how to deal with this vigorous young man.

Noticing Nuhra's distraction, Coris bit his lips gently, muttering in dissatisfaction, "Brother...what are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking, why don't I just go on top?" Nuhra opened her mouth and said something that Kris didn't want to hear. Kris was clearly touched on a sore spot. He jumped three feet high and sat up quickly. "What! No way, brother, you promised me!"

Nuhra gritted her teeth and smirked, then said to Corris kindly, "You're being too strong and taking too long. It's not good for your health... Let me do it."

Corris was anxious to defend himself, and he lay on Nuhra clingingly and acted like a spoiled child: "Brother, I know I was wrong... I will learn better next time!"

Nuhra didn't really mean to be there. She said this now just because she wanted Chris to improve his skills and not wait until the day he really went to home base for something bloody to happen, which would not be a good thing.

In addition to asking Chris to learn, Nuhra also reflected deeply on himself. He was still too ignorant in this area. He let Chris act as he pleased, and he himself had to learn.

"Okay," Nuhra said, hugging Corris who was lying on top of him, and chuckled, "I was just kidding."

Hearing this, Kris quietly raised his head and carefully examined Nuhra's expression. Nuhra felt the gaze from the person in front of her, gently lifted Kris's chin with her knuckles, and briefly touched Kris's lips, which was an obvious comfort.

"It's a little uncomfortable, actually...it's really painful." Nuhra complained softly to Corris in front of her, "but it feels good."

Kris was shy and a little annoyed. He just hugged Nuhra tightly and said in a muffled voice, "Brother, you don't have to go to the military tomorrow. Just rest at home."

"Yeah." Nuhra responded, patting Corris on the lower back. "Get up, it's time to get ready for bed."

Chris and Nuhra tossed and turned in bed for a while before they finally lay down peacefully in the quilt. The smart housekeeper turned off the lights for him, and they said good night to each other in the dark and fell asleep in each other's arms.

It was a dreamless night. Nuhra, for once, turned off his alarm clock and slept until he woke naturally. However, as a professional soldier whose biological clock was ingrained in his bones, Nuhra woke up early, while Chris, beside him, was sound asleep.

Nuhra couldn't help but smile. He reached out and touched Corris's face. Without making a sound, he got out of bed. Although he didn't have to go to the military office to work today, he couldn't completely put work aside. He still called several leaders of the Seventh Army to his home for a talk.

But it was still early, and Nuhra still had time to prepare breakfast for Kris. Nuhra went downstairs to the kitchen. Kris rolled over in bed, his eyes still closed, oblivious to the world around him.

Chris hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time. He finally made up for the sleep he hadn't gotten before. He brushed his teeth and washed up feeling refreshed. When he went to the restaurant downstairs to find something to eat, Nuhra was sitting inside reading some information.

"Are you up?" Nuhra greeted with a smile, "Come down and have breakfast." When Chris heard that breakfast was ready, he put on his home clothes and slippers and sprinted to the restaurant. The robotic arm placed today's meal in front of his usual seat.

Nuhra had obviously finished her meal long ago. Seeing Chris coming down, she looked up from her desk, paying a little attention to what was going on over there. She also explained that someone was coming to their house today. "Chris, some of my subordinates might be coming over today. We'll discuss something in the study."

Hearing this news without any preparation, Corris choked on the bread in his mouth and let out a violent cough. After drinking the flower tea that Nuhra handed him, he reluctantly swallowed the bread. "Cough... cough cough, no problem. Do you want me to step aside when the time comes?"

Nuhra smiled and shook her head. "No, just do what you need to do as usual... or do you want to listen along?"

"No, no, no," Chris denied immediately. It sounded too weird. "I'm afraid of hearing some secrets." Chris's honest reason made Nuhra laugh, and he didn't force it anymore.

However, Chris felt that as the other owner of this house, he still needed to show some concern: "Brother, do you want to prepare some tea or snacks in advance?"

Nuhra took Corris's hand, which was placed on the dining table, and rubbed his knuckles. She responded gently, "I've asked the intelligent butler to prepare it in advance."

Chris shrugged and didn't continue talking about the topic. Just now, Nuhra said that someone from the Seventh Army was coming. He remembered Nuhra's promise on the phone yesterday and asked, "Hey, brother, when will you take me to the Seventh Army training base?" Chris looked at Nuhra expectantly.

Nuhra, of course, understood what he meant and explained his plan in detail to Chris: "We'll go tomorrow... I asked these people to come today so I could get an advance understanding of their recent training."

"Oh..." Chris nodded, not quite understanding. He only knew that Nuhra would take him to the Seventh Army's training base tomorrow, and that was enough.

Chris had breakfast late, which effectively meant he was eating lunch as well. After leaving the restaurant, Nuhra went to the study to process some paperwork, while Chris decided to take a walk to digest his food before going to the training room for a workout.

Nuhra walked in front of Kris, who followed behind him. Looking at Nuhra's back as he walked steadily as usual, Kris couldn't help but ask with concern, "Brother, is your leg okay?"

It would have been fine if Chris hadn't mentioned it, but as soon as he did, Nuhra froze in her tracks, not turning around. She said calmly, "It's okay. I got up this morning and applied some medicine."

Chris wanted to say something, but Nuhra found an excuse to distract him. He couldn't tell if Nuhra was pretending to be fine, but since Nuhra had already spoken, he had no choice but to suppress the remaining concerns and questions in his heart.

The two of them went their separate ways. Nuhra went into the study, and Chris walked around the garden twice. Feeling that the breakfast in his stomach was almost digested, he sweated passionately in the training room.

Chris stayed in the training room for a long time, conscientiously completing the training goals set for him by Joan, and also took the initiative to train his weak shooting content.

After the training, Chris couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed into the attached bathroom and took a cold shower. He wiped his wet hair and body casually, put on his clothes, put a white dry towel on his head, and went to the kitchen downstairs to find food and started preparing today's dinner.

These tasks can actually be done by the smart housekeeper, but under the influence of Lauren, his roommate, Chris also gradually began to enjoy the fun of preparing food in the kitchen and then letting the cooking machine make a delicious meal.

He hummed a tuneless tune, frantically wiped the water off his head with a dry towel, and walked downstairs absent-mindedly, still thinking about what to eat tonight... so much so that he missed the wide-open door of the study on the second floor and the six or seven officers in military uniforms who walked out in groups.

"Sir, tomorrow's general meeting..." A strange voice sounded in front of the study. Chris looked in the direction of the voice as if waking up from a dream, and exchanged glances with the group of officers wearing the Seventh Army badges in front of the door.

Kris's brain sent out a sharp alarm, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but Nuhra called him: "Kris, come here."

Nuhra had spoken, and in front of so many of his subordinates, Chris couldn't just run away without caring. He had to try his best to tidy up his appearance, create a dignified and generous look, and come in front of everyone.

The expressions of these officers remained unchanged, and it was obvious that they were used to big scenes. They stood quietly by, waiting for Nuhra's decision.

Nuhra calmly extended her hand to Kris, her intention clear. Kris hesitated to take it. The moment their palms touched, Nuhra firmly and unequivocally pulled Kris to her side, introducing him to the subordinates before her: "Everyone, this is my husband, Krisnar."

Corris smiled wryly and, feigning composure, greeted the people before him, "It's an honor to meet you, sir."

After Nuhra introduced him as her partner, the officers' expressions changed slightly, but they hid it well. A female lieutenant colonel standing at the front smiled appropriately and offered a handshake. "Hello, Chris... I'm Angie, the head of the Seventh Army's logistics department."

Someone started the conversation, and the others quickly followed suit, shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries with Chris. After the greetings, Nuhra took the initiative to take over and give some instructions to his subordinates.

Chris was in a trance the entire time, smirking and nodding beside Nuhra. After a bit of tugging, he finally got them out of the villa...

Nuhra turned around leisurely, wanting to check on Chris's situation, and saw Chris behind him with a dazed look in his eyes.

"Brother, pinch me quickly, is this true?!" Chris turned his head slowly and asked Nuhra for confirmation with a sad face.

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