He Shiyi walked up and tidied up the documents on the table. His dark eyes were expressionless, only flashing a hint of helplessness when they glanced at her.

"I didn't agree to this game with you, and I haven't finished my work for today."

He suddenly knelt down on one knee, took off Gu Li's blood-stained leather shoes, and took out a brand new pair to help her put them on: "Don't look at me like that. If we don't finish this, Eric will come straight to our house."

Gu Li looked down at his black hair whorl, her ankle suddenly broke free from his hand, she stepped on his shoulder, and leaned close to his face as he looked over.

"You're actually afraid of Eric?"

The pale-faced man seized the opportunity to kiss her on the cheek: "Because he always finds a way to get you out of my sight before I get the news."

He grasped the ankle on his shoulder and slowly lowered it.

"I think we're still in the honeymoon phase, and being separated so often is bad for our relationship. What do you think?"

His voice gradually softened.

Gu Li suddenly raised her eyebrows, then forcefully broke free from his hand, her equally pale calves slowly descending along his collar.

"It seems you have some new hobbies besides separation anxiety and bondage..."

She tentatively asked, "If you help me with the documents on the table..."

"I apologize for disturbing your inappropriate intimacy, but given that you are the only newlywed couple in the alien city, you can apply for your wedding leave a month in advance."

Eric, seeing Gu Li's stiff expression, slowly gestured to the mountain of documents in his hand: "On the condition that these are all processed and given to me today."

"Waaaaah, Eric!"

Cecil, who was passing by outside the door, had a blank face and was already used to the occasional wails that came from the legion commander's office.

After all, after the two lawless people got married, Gu Li became more and more adept at skipping work.