The reason why the Marshal is in a wheelchair is, firstly, that he is still weak and it is tiring for him to stand up, and secondly, the Marshal does not want to talk about it.
After a brief contact, Tang Wan has gained a deeper understanding of his partner's character. No wonder he has never lost a battle. Not to mention his fighting ability, he is too cunning!
Seeing Tang Wan was dumbfounded and silent, Zong He asked again, "What do you think is inappropriate?"
Tang Wan took a deep breath. This posture made him feel very pressured. Zong He was half a head taller than him. And this way of surrounding him made him feel a little nervous when he looked up. "This... there are many things that are not suitable between us. You are a soldier and I am a businessman. You defend the country and I just want to make money. We are fundamentally different."
Zong He listened quietly and said, "It's a perfect complement."
Tang Wan: “…”
What you said makes so much sense, I am speechless.
Tang Wan pursed his lips and thought for a while, then said seriously: "There is another reason. I don't like men. I like gentle young ladies."
Zong He also told him seriously: "You don't like young ladies, you like men."
Tang Wan: “…”
You know too much!
"I don't like aggressive types like you either. I like cute, well-behaved and obedient types."
Zong He listened calmly and said, "You like hairy ones. Between hairy ones and humans, you choose hairy ones with lots of hair."
Tang Wan took a deep breath, and felt like cursing: You know everything, you are awesome, even your tail hair is different from others, why don't you stick your tail up to the sky? !
Zong He chuckled, lowered his eyes to look into Tang Wan's eyes, and told him slowly: "You want to divorce me just to run away and live your own life. In the final analysis, you don't trust me or anyone else. You only trust yourself. Is it because your family treats you badly?"
Tang Wan's body tensed up, and he stared at Zong He with wide eyes, like an aggressive little hedgehog. If he had lived a smooth life in his previous life, he would not have come to this world.
At this moment, a big hand suddenly reached up from above his head and rubbed him like he was rubbing Da Zhuang. Tang Wan shook his head in annoyance and glared at the person above him with disgust, "Are you sick?"
Zong He chuckled. "Your background is not simple. You know this yourself, so you never show your face during the live broadcast. In the entire empire, I am the only one who can protect you. Do you still want to leave?"
Tang Wan was silent. He had long realized that there was something wrong with the origin of his body. He was delicate and tender, but he happened to be on a garbage planet. His identity ID was new and he had no previous information. How could he deceive the power of the Star Network? However, with such great power, he had been missing for so long, but no one had looked for him. This was a subtle point. As for the things in his previous life, Tang Wan didn't want to mention it, and he didn't want to think about it. Or maybe he just wanted to keep a cat. In the face of interests, relatives can betray you, but animals won't.
After talking with Zong He, Tang Wan stopped arguing about divorce. He sat by the window on the top floor all afternoon, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window. He was very conflicted! What Zong He said was indeed very reasonable. For the sake of personal safety in the future, staying in the Marshal's Mansion and being the Marshal's wife was originally a powerful amulet. However, in the face of interests, would Zong He drag him out to sacrifice to the heavens? Tang Wan was not sure, and he did not dare to believe that an unfamiliar person would protect him.
Just when Tang Wan was thinking deeply, a ball of fur suddenly jumped out from behind him, kicked its hind legs, and jumped onto Tang Wan's shoulder, scaring him.
"Da Zhuang? You naughty kid!" Tang Wan laughed as he held the kitten in his arms and used his fingers to gently smooth out his frizzy fur. "Are you not angry anymore?"
The cat in my arms yawned lazily and seemed sleepy.
Tang Wan then stood up, carried the cat downstairs, and when he reached the bedroom he remembered that his things had been moved to Zong He's bedroom, and there was not even a bed there.
The kitten in his arms jumped out at the right time and swaggered into the marshal's room. Tang Wan followed him in and watched him find the big bed in the bedroom, jump on it, lean his body, close his eyes, and fall asleep. Tang Wan walked over with a smile, sat on the bed and looked down at the little guy's carefree sleeping face, feeling relieved. Take it one step at a time, at least if he stays, he can still see Da Zhuang. Either he goes out and is found by others and sacrificed to the heavens, or he is dragged out by Zong He to sacrifice to the heavens. It's all sacrifices. He chooses to take a closer look at Da Zhuang.
I'm obsessed with cats. Even I'm scared of myself when they go crazy!
After figuring it out, Tang Wan felt sleepy. Da Zhuang looked particularly attractive when he was sleeping. He learned from Uncle Lin that Zong He had gone to the sanatorium again and would not be back tonight. Tang Wan did not worry about it anymore and fell asleep while hugging Da Zhuang.
Tang Wan slept from 4pm to 3am. When he woke up from thirst, he found that the kitten in his arms was gone. Outside the window, there were stars, and a bright galaxy tore through the night sky. Tang Wan got up, got a glass of water, and stood by the window to look at the stars.
It has been a long time since I have seen such a night sky. In the past, the capital was seriously polluted, and the air was full of smog. You had to travel through mountains and rivers to see the stars. After rebirth, I was on a remote garbage planet, and the air was even worse. I could only see the sun for a few hours a day. At this time, someone knocked on the door. Tang Wan went to open the door leisurely. A boy of about sixteen or seventeen was standing at the door with a dinner plate in his hand. He asked with concern: "Madam, are you hungry? The marshal left the food for you."
Tang Wan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took it over after realizing what was happening, "Thank you, is the Marshal still receiving treatment?"
The young man smiled slightly, "The Marshal has just woken up. He is in the recovery period recently, and he must continue treatment." He bowed to Tang Wan, "When you are done, put it on the table outside the door, and the robot servant will take it away."
Tang Wan looked at the four dishes and one soup, sighed, and ate with mixed feelings. He was indeed hungry. After a few sips of soup, his stomach felt warm. What surprised Tang Wan was that Zong He actually knew his taste. Nowadays, in order to better maintain nutrition, some meals are even cooked half-cooked. Many people in the future who pursue health have given up the pursuit of taste. For this reason, when he was cooking live online, he attracted many greedy cats to watch.
Tang Wan had eaten his fill, took a short break, opened his smart brain, and logged into his blog. Tang Wan is now at the top of the live streaming circle, with fans that are no less than first-tier stars. Even without showing his face, he has tens of billions of followers. Tang Wan is definitely the most amazing person in the circle.
Ten days ago, he had no mood to live stream. At that time, he posted a Weibo post: Eat, sleep, and play with Da Zhuang: I have some things to do at home. I will live stream after I deal with them. Dear (づ￣3￣)づ╭～
The comments below the Weibo post were quite reasonable at first, with people saying: Come on, Tangtang! Waiting for you to come back~
Don't worry, take your time, we are waiting for you~
…
A few days later it was: Why is there still no news, Tangtang, are you okay?
How is my black phoenix?
Has Robbe eaten today?
I miss my brother, the divine beast.
How is Xishushu? I miss Xishushu so much.
…
Now it is: Ten billion blood letters begging Tang Tang to take a breath! Are you still alive? If you are alive, just squeak, squeak!
We need to call the police! We need to call the police!
Wrong? The Imperial Guard? My anchor suddenly disappeared ten days ago, I don’t know what he looks like, please find him!!!
…
Tang Wan had to post a Weibo late at night: Thank you for your concern, the matter has been completed, I will broadcast live at 7 o'clock tomorrow night, waiting for you~
The comments soon exploded, and it can be seen that many people who like to watch the live broadcast are night owls: What the hell! Tang Tang resurrected late at night!
Wow! I've withdrawn my police report. I'm back!
Celebrate the return of Amasya Barbara~ my ancestor!
See you at 7 o'clock tomorrow night!
…
Tang Wan couldn't sleep now, so he sat by the window with his head up at the starry sky, replying to messages from fans. This made fans very excited, and they all praised Tang Wan for being so down-to-earth. Even though he was so famous, he still remembered his original intention and actually replied to fans' messages one by one in the middle of the night. Who else would do that? !
Tang Wan laughed. It turned out that most people who like animals are very kind, easy to please, and easy to satisfy. Tang Wan interacted with fans for half an hour before turning off the smart brain. He looked at the time. It was already three o'clock, and Zong He still hadn't come back. Tang Wan estimated that the other party would not come back to sleep, so he simply opened the closet, took out his pajamas from it, and decided to take a shower.
Zong He didn't have much stuff, mostly military uniforms, from shirts to trousers to coats, all uniforms of the military, even the socks were exactly the same, Tang Wan's was more casual, mostly comfortable home clothes, the two people's clothes were placed in the same cabinet, the style was out of tune. Tang Wan sighed, just say they are not suitable, living habits are too different.
After finishing the treatment, Zong He returned to the bedroom exhausted and found that there was no one on the bed, but there was a set of pajamas and a pair of underwear. Looking inside, the bathroom light was on, and through the frosted glass, he could vaguely see the shadow inside. He raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything. He changed into pajamas by himself, put Tang Wan's clothes on the inside, and lay on the outside of the bed. His mental strength has not yet fully recovered. The best way to recover is to sleep more after taking the medicine.
After Tang Wan finished washing up, he casually wrapped himself in a bathrobe and dried himself in the drying room. When he came out, he saw someone lying on the bed. Tang Wan was slightly startled, then looked at Zong He's closed eyes, opened his mouth, but was kind enough not to make a sound to wake up the patient.
However, the pajamas he prepared were all inside Zong He's body. If he wanted to put on his clothes, he would have to crawl over Zong He. Thinking of that shameful posture, Tang Wan held his forehead. How was he going to crawl? What if Zong He woke up when he was crawling? What was the difference between this and the goblin who crawled into bed at midnight?
Just as Tang Wan was hesitating, Zong He suddenly turned over, facing inward, his breathing still even.
Tang Wan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, then walked over, carefully stood beside the bed, raised his foot, and tried to step over the other person. Just when one of his feet landed on the inside of the bed, the sleeping Zong He suddenly opened his eyes, looking expressionlessly at Tang Wan who was straddling him, his eyes swept under Tang Wan's empty nightgown, and frowned, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Tang Wan jumped onto the bed in a panic, and covered up his embarrassment with a cold face, "I just finished taking a shower."
Zong He calmly analyzed: "You climbed into bed too slowly. You wasted ten seconds standing in front of the bed, three seconds getting on the bed, and two seconds lifting your legs."
Tang Wan put on his clothes, pulled the quilt over his head and went to sleep. He was stupid, his movements were not as flexible as the orcs, and he had no special powers. He was just an ordinary human, so what? He was so proud!
"Tsk~" Zong He frowned. This little temper is getting worse and worse. Is it okay to say that he has shortcomings? Zong He pulled the quilt. Tang Wan sneered and wrapped the quilt tightly. He wrapped himself in a 2.5-meter-wide quilt and rolled himself into an old Beijing chicken roll. Damn it!
Zong He calmly looked at Tang Wan who rolled to the side of the bed, raised his hand and pushed him twice like a kitten playing with a ball, and Tang Wan felt a strong force pushing him back, rolling twice in a row, and the quilt on his body loosened. Zong He hugged his partner who had little fighting power in his arms, and said coldly: "If you keep throwing a tantrum, I will make you fulfill your marital obligations now."
Tang Wan's whole body stiffened and he became obedient.
There seems to be a law that says that if you don't fulfill your marital obligations, you are breaking the law. Damn it! In my socialist new society, everyone is equal and free, but the laws here are almost anti-human just for the sake of having children and reproducing offspring! Rubbish!
Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, Tang Wan was awakened by a strange thing!
The author has something to say: There is still a red envelope for leaving a message today~~ Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated me with nutrient solution~
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