Chapter 93 Jingyuan's Situation: "My belly won't get stretched out by you..."
After confessing my feelings, my daily life is no different.
He Yuan and Jing Yuan have been together for some time now, though their relationship is not officially recognized. Those who understand the situation already know the gist of it.
If it were an official announcement on WeChat Moments... people's reactions would probably be like this:
Let's congratulate this former couple!
Even Jingyuan's parents were like that.
When the people from Xianzhou go out for research, they don't return for at least ten or eight years.
Upon learning that Jingyuan was going to marry Heyuan, they calmly replied, "Understood, I'll hang up now."
Given the internet speed there, they probably wouldn't even know that He Yuan had been married twice.
When Jingyuan contacted him again, he told him about the incident and expressed his determination.
I received an "Oh".
“We don’t have time to break up a couple, and the average person from Xianzhou gets married seven times, so this is nothing,” Jingyuan’s mother said. “I think your primary concern is how long you can hold out.”
Judging from He Yuan's two marriages, Jing Yuan's future looks bright.
However, judging from He Yuan's romantic situation, Jing Yuan's future is not very stable.
In response, Jingyuan's father said, "Maintaining common topics and freshness in marriage is a required course for every couple."
Yes, keep things fresh.
For the people of Xianzhou, an excessively long life would leave them feeling empty. Just like some of the shop owners in Jinren Lane, they didn't open their shops to make money, but rather to find something to do.
The same applies to marriage.
People from Xianzhou generally have more marriages, partly because the passion fades after marriage.
Jingyuan rubbed his forehead and hung up the jade tablet.
I knew it would turn out like this.
He Yuan wrapped her arms around him from behind, looking curiously at the screen, "What did your aunt and uncle say? When are they coming back?"
"And...would they mind my situation?"
To be honest, even if the number of marriages among the people of the Immortal Ship is outrageous, it is really rare for someone like He Yuan to have experienced two marriages at such a young age.
Or rather, it hasn't happened yet.
Most people get divorced after being together for decades, in a polite and respectful manner.
He Yuan is in a good position; both of her exes ended up in the prison, and one of them even got married when their sentences were almost up.
That's...fantasy.
If it were written as a novel, it would probably be the type about getting promoted, making money, and losing one's husband.
Wait a minute?! Thinking about it that way, it really is true!
Information is readily available in the Milky Way, and since the losses in Luofu were not significant, they didn't hide too much.
only--
"Is the Dragon Master manipulating public opinion?"
He Yuan asked, puzzled.
He opened Yu Zhao's website and checked the network, but couldn't find any signs of manipulation.
To be honest, the only thing that bothers me is the few comments that say his fate is too strong and he's prone to bringing misfortune to his husband.
Yingxing and Danfeng brought this upon themselves, so how can you blame him?
However, due to these remarks, derivative works about cranes and kites have exploded.
Fans used these remarks as creative material, writing that although He Yuan lost her husband, lover, and other lovers... in short, many people died, she gained the most wealth and the highest power, and could only silently search for a man who resembled her white moonlight to seek solace.
Although he has men of all styles in his harem and dotes on them every day, he will remember his beloved alone on her birthday and death anniversary. He loves her so much!
Upon seeing this, He Yuan was speechless.
What kind of image does he have now?
Wait a minute, even though he's a womanizer, he doesn't have a harem of three thousand women!
He Yuan exclaimed in horror: "If there are three thousand people, it would take ten years to take turns. Can he really remember all their names?"
There are at most three people now, and two of them are in prison.
Aside from the online chaos, He Yuan also received a call from Luo Sigu Mu.
"Mr. Heyuan, if you have some free time recently, you are welcome to come to Luosixing to relax. On behalf of myself, I would like to welcome you anytime."
He Yuan declined for the time being: "My current goal is to stabilize Luo Fu, and I don't have the time right now."
Moreover, he and Igor had an agreement that hadn't been fulfilled.
Yes, ten years after the martial arts ceremony, He Yuan finally received the follow-up to the mission.
He will probably set off for Yalilo VI after things stabilize in Luofu.
But there's no rush.
Back to Jingyuan's side, Heyuan was still waiting for his answer.
"Jingyuan, what did your parents say?" Heyuan sat on the table in front of Jingyuan, looking expectantly at General Shence.
Jing Yuan was amused by his nervous appearance and deliberately sighed, "Sigh—"
The long syllables made He Yuan even more nervous and excited.
He's never experienced being forced to separate a loving couple before, is he going to have to go through it?
"Xiao Yuan, my parents are extremely satisfied with you, and they wish I would marry into their family today."
"……ah?"
He Yuan stood frozen in place, then swayed and fell into Jing Yuan's arms, pinching the man's face. "You, Jing Yuan, how dare you tease me!"
They pulled it in two directions like stretching noodles, almost squeezing General Shence's face into the shape of a slime.
Jing Yuan immediately raised his hands in pleading, mumbling, "Little Yuan, magnanimous Lord He Yuan, kind and benevolent Lord He Yuan, Lord He Yuan who represents love and justice... please forgive me this time—"
He Yuan glared at him, but didn't loosen her grip at all.
We must teach Jingyuan a lesson today!
Ever since they started dating, she has always enjoyed teasing him and saying things that seem plausible but are actually not.
Every time He Yuan got anxious and frustrated, Jing Yuan would suddenly say something that made He Yuan's anxiety seem like a joke.
Although—although he was quite happy each time, but—
"Ouch, ouch, ouch—Lord Crane Kite, please have mercy on me—"
He Yuan snapped out of her daze and saw the red marks on Jing Yuan's face from where she had pinched him, so she immediately let go.
Jing Yuan took a deep breath, rubbed his swollen cheeks, and exhaled, "Xiao Yuan, you hit me too hard."
He Yuan was still sitting on the table, kicking him in retaliation, "It's all your fault for teasing me first!"
But you're happiest when I'm teasing you.
Jingyuan obviously couldn't say that.
"Because Xiaoyuan looked so nervous, I wanted to tell her not to be so nervous," Jingyuan explained. "My parents don't object to our relationship, so we can focus on preparing for the wedding."
He Yuan muttered, "That's only human nature..."
He had little experience meeting parents. The previous two only required meeting the mentor, and the other was practically like not having parents at all. He really didn't learn any experience from them.
Jing Yuan sighed, "Xiao Yuan, have more confidence in yourself. No family will reject you."
Even now, there are still people at the entrance of the Shence Mansion who flirt, pretend to fall, or release hormones.
“We grew up together, and my parents know you well, so they will definitely agree.”
"You forgot, our relationship was made public a long time ago—"
Jingyuan was referring to the night before Heyuan and Yingxing established their relationship. They came to Heyuan's house for an in-depth conversation because they had a teaching session that night.
He Yuan immediately covered his mouth.
What are you saying?!
He Yuan was so embarrassed by their posture that night.
This completely open action...it's both comfortable and shameful.
Jing Yuan smiled and placed his fingers on He Yuan's calf. "Alright, alright, I need to get back to work. I haven't finished my work for today yet."
If we don't finish soon, the chief strategist will start nagging us.
He Yuan felt she hadn't forgiven Jing Yuan yet, so of course she refused to leave. Instead, she moved a little closer to Jing Yuan, completely occupying General Shence's office space.
He casually swept the documents off the table, scattering them in a flurry.
Jing Yuan looked up and saw a face that had successfully pulled off a prank.
He Yuan spread her legs triumphantly, then suddenly lowered her upper body, pressing down on the back of the chair Jing Yuan was sitting on.
Then she knelt down on Jing Yuan's lap, tightly gripping Da Yue's legs.
When the soft touch was placed on his leg, Jingyuan didn't react yet, but soon, the approaching cheek forced him to react.
He Yuan scratched her head and chuckled, "Didn't we say we were going to work? Why is it all hard here?"
Jing Yuan took a deep breath as he was gripped, his hands no longer able to calmly hold the young man's waist, sinking into the loose fabric of his clothes.
On his day off, Jingyuan, intending to prepare for his wedding leave, took care of some things at home.
Upon learning this, the chief strategist was shocked to discover whether Jing Yuan had changed his ways.
This Shence General would give them any work he could, and he never volunteered to work overtime.
So he was pleasantly surprised and took the opportunity to fill up a lot of work.
Jing Yuan looked at the scroll that had fallen to the ground and was glad that he had been prepared.
Fortunately, they were all rejected wedding planning proposals, so it's not a big deal.
He was happy to act with He Yuan, saying, "It's all because of Lord He Yuan's extraordinary charm that a mere general like me can't possibly stay calm in front of you."
As He Yuan said this, he pinched his head, which made Jing Yuan rub his knee against him.
He Yuan sat down heavily.
The heat seeped through the thin fabric, and He Yuan's hand flinched before Jing Yuan pressed it down.
"Why did you stop?"
As He Yuan was about to leave, she declared emphatically, "As a general, you must set a good example for your subordinates. How can you engage in lewd acts in such a setting!"
The way he said that made it sound like he wasn't the one who had just voluntarily sat down.
Jing Yuan smiled and grabbed his hand, sighing deeply, "But I'm already captivated by you and have no heart for anything else. What am I going to do?"
He Yuan said coldly, "That's your own problem. Look at me, I'm not affected at all—"
Jing Yuan scratched his side, causing the young man to collapse onto the desk behind him, his upper body arching high, revealing a section of his slender waist.
Jingyuan used the tip of his nose to lift the seam of his clothes on his bracelet and pushed it up a little.
By the time He Yuan realized what was happening, Jing Yuan had already lifted him by the legs and pinned him to the desk.
The pile of documents was right under him.
He Yuan could still tell which was more important than which was less important.
He immediately kicked Jingyuan's back, shouting, "Quickly, put me down!"
Jing Yuan didn't stop moving at all, and kept saying some offensive things.
The table creaked and groaned, faintly drowning out the sound of the crane and the kite.
The dense sound of water followed, eventually settling between the lips and teeth.
Jingyuan supported Heyuan's back and placed a stack of documents in front of him. "Xiaoyuan, you've soaked all of these."
He Yuan looked bewildered, opened her eyes groggily, and replied slowly.
"……What?"
Jing Yuan brought it closer. "Smell it. It smells like you."
He Yuan struggled to open his eyes, and the cold, hard touch beneath him brought him back to his senses, making him realize his predicament.
He was curled up on the table, as if he had been stripped naked, with an open scroll pressed under his cheek.
Before He Yuan could even process what Jing Yuan had said, she went and did as he was told.
After inhaling the fishy-smelling air, he finally snapped back to reality and leaned back, almost crushing another pile of documents and hitting his head.
Jingyuan helped him up.
As soon as Jing Yuan moved, He Yuan regained some of her senses.
They were even connected.
His voice was hoarse, and he could no longer speak. He could only use a little force to kick Jingyuan's pants.
Who made this guy look so proper, while he looked like he'd just come out of a slum, barely clothed, drafty, and like he'd been beaten up.
Unable to even speak, with nowhere to seek justice.
Jing Yuan helped him up and placed the documents on the young man. "Since Xiao Yuan got them wet, how about Xiao Yuan takes responsibility for drying them?"
The crane and the kite were speechless.
How do I dry something that's wet?
He had only ever seen Jing Yuan keep getting him wet, but he had never seen Jing Yuan dry him off.
My throat did feel dry, but I drank water to soothe it afterwards.
He Yuan turned her head away and ignored her.
He heard a muffled laugh, and then he was lifted into a chair, his entire weight pressing down on Jing Yuan.
He Yuan caught his breath, still not used to the bloating and pain in his lower abdomen, when large characters on the document were smeared onto his face.
Wedding planning proposal...?
The young man immediately understood the trick and pounded Jing Yuan's chest with all his might.
"...Get out of here right now!"
He Yuan genuinely believed these were all documents, and he was incredibly nervous just now. Every time Jing Yuan adjusted his posture, he would adjust accordingly, while tightly sucking in water, as if afraid that one of the documents would be destroyed.
The result—these were just scrapped wedding plans!
Jingyuan hugged him playfully, "No, I'm not ready yet."
An hour is far from enough.
They're all energetic young people; they're more suited to a light appetizer than a full meal.
He Yuan's voice was hoarse, "You haven't reached your circumference yet?!"
Is this person sick?
This person must be sick, right?
He remembered reading in the book that if half an hour was a problem, what would happen if an hour was too much?
He Yuan forgot that Ying Xing, a short-lived species, could fight for two hours at a time, let alone Jing Yuan, a long-lived species.
...
Three hours later, He Yuan was carried into the bathroom, and two hours later she was carried out again.
By this point, General Shence had wasted six hours and had not even begun processing the documents.
He pondered for a while, then sent a text message to the chief strategist.
[Jingyuan: I'll give it to you three hours later.]
[Chief Strategist: ???]
[Chief Strategist: ???]
[Strategist: General, a man must not break his word.]
[Jingyuan: This is an unexpected situation, please understand.]
[Strategist: That's fine too, at least it won't be just one day.]
Jing Yuan put down the jade tablet, looked at the young man who was already fast asleep on the bed, and then at the thick stack of scrolls beside him. He could only resign himself to his fate and start working.
Sigh, with two outstanding examples preceding him, he can't afford to lose too much.
If you can't compete financially, you can only try your best with your heart.
——
When He Yuan woke up, it was already noon.
Today is also a day off, so he was able to sleep soundly until noon.
etc……?
It seems he missed two meals.
He Yuan vaguely remembered that after making a mess of water in the bathroom, he went to sleep.
Jing Yuan called him, but He Yuan had no desire to get up, and thus missed two meals.
It's all Jingyuan's fault!
Crane Kite weakly defended himself.
He only scratched him, but Jing Yuan stabbed him directly, and even got him pregnant, making him feel terrible.
Yes, Jingyuan went even further.
He Yuan convinced herself and pondered for a while how to cause trouble for Jing Yuan.
Just then, Jingyuan brought over the food.
Crane's stomach was growling with hunger. Drawn by the aroma of food, she immediately forgot what she was supposed to do and started eating.
I only remembered it when I was almost finished eating.
He Yuan glanced at Jing Yuan.
The handsome man looked at him with a smile. His casual clothes looked comfortable and, together with the food in front of him, gave off a homey vibe.
“I just watered the flowers downstairs,” Jingyuan instructed. “Don’t water them again, or they’ll wither.”
He Yuan was furious. "Do you think I'm an idiot?"
Not only did they try to fool him with documents, but they also pulled some weird and wonderful tricks. Do they think he has no common sense at all?
Jingyuan immediately said, "Because the soil downstairs is newly bought, you can't tell whether it's been watered or not."
He Yuan fell into a subtle silence.
As soon as he said it, he realized he was getting a little emotional. Jingyuan gave him a way out, and he ran down the aisle.
“I see…” He Yuan lowered her head. “I’m sorry, I was just thinking about what happened yesterday and I felt that you went too far. I’m a little upset with you.”
Jingyuan rubbed his head. "What's wrong with that? If you're upset, just tell me. Have you forgotten our relationship and our agreement?"
He Yuan gave a soft "hmm".
Jing Yuan sighed silently.
After the chaos of the Moon Drinking Incident, He Yuan's emotions remained very unstable.
He had handled Yingxing and Danfeng's affairs calmly, but on the day he left the prison, his expression was so fragile that he seemed to want to commit suicide, as if he were looking for a place to die.
Jing Yuan thought He Yuan needed to calm down by himself, so he simply stayed by her side without disturbing her too much.
Ke Heyuan's condition is truly worrying.
Jingyuan was afraid that if he didn't intervene, Heyuan would leave.
So he came out and called out to He Yuan.
Fortunately, he still holds a place in He Yuan's heart, and fortunately, He Yuan can still choose him.
When Jingyuan heard Heyuan's request to "be together," he wanted to agree immediately.
He had waited for this day for a long time, so long that the emotions in his heart had accumulated and could no longer be suppressed before bursting forth.
But he knew that such a hasty agreement was fragile; the slightest storm could break the delicate thread and shatter the relationship.
We've already waited so long, a little more time won't make a difference.
Jingyuan chose to gradually help Heyuan get used to things and slowly emerge from the shadows of the past.
He was not a witness to the chaos of the Moonlit Rebellion and did not know what He Yuan had experienced, but he could glean some clues from the scrolls and the confessions of Ying Xing and Dan Feng.
Crane and Kite possess the ability to go back in time.
Jing Yuan didn't know how many times he had started over, but he knew that He Yuan had done his best.
How does a person's mindset change when they realize that they can't change the outcome no matter how hard they try?
Jing Yuan thought it was already a good thing that he hadn't gone mad.
It's remarkable and admirable that He Yuan can handle things calmly and move on.
Whether out of love for He Yuan or for the reasons mentioned above, Jing Yuan was willing to continue to tolerate and indulge He Yuan.
He hoped to see the Crane Kite who, as a child, confidently declared that he would become a famous figure in the galaxy.
That was the most dazzling scenery Jingyuan had ever seen.
So he said, "Xiao Yuan, we made a promise to talk about everything. We also promised that when I become a general, I will definitely treat you to the best of everything and make offerings to your master."
So, Little Kite, feel free to order me around.
He Yuan moved her lips slightly, "I'm not full."
The food on his tray was all gone, but he was still hungry.
Did you have such a big appetite before?
He Yuan asked a question that sounded absurd, "Did you stretch my belly out?"
"Otherwise, why would I still be hungry after eating so much?"
Jing Yuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, laughing so hard he was doubled over, and finally lay down next to He Yuan's bed, laughing so hard he couldn't catch his breath.
He Yuan, enraged and embarrassed, shouted: "What are you laughing at! Get back to cooking!"
Jing Yuan hummed a few times, sat up straight, and reached out to touch He Yuan's lower abdomen. "Let me see where it's stretched. Should I apply some medicine?"
He Yuan, recalling the scene of applying the medicine last night, blushed and said, "Stop applying the medicine!"
Applying medication is completely useless; it will only make the condition worse!
They said to apply it darker, but they ended up using Jingyuan's dick to apply it. It was so embarrassing.
The water gushed out in gushes, washing away all the medicine. It was as if he hadn't applied it at all, and all his suffering was for nothing.
Jingyuan wisely avoided the topic, saying, "You can eat, but not too much. If your stomach gets too big, you'll have a bigger appetite next time."
"Who did I do this for?!"
He Yuan shouted and threw a pillow at Jing Yuan's face.
Even a dignified general like Henri is still henpecked at home, being pinned down and beaten by his partner.
However... pillows are soft by nature, and combined with He Yuan's soft and yielding strength, they cannot cause any harm.
It's just providing an outlet for anger; at least Kyung Won acted very realistically.
He was hurriedly "kicked" out of the room, carrying a tray.
He Yuan, holding a pillow, suddenly burst out laughing.
Who are you kidding!
But if it's this kind of "deception," He Yuan doesn't mind at all.
He rolled over and buried himself in the pillow, still feeling lingering fear as he recalled what had happened yesterday.
He just wanted to tease her a little...
He Yuan recounted her several provocations and realized that each time, it was she who suffered.
That's terrible.
But their skills are all quite good.
The variety is...
I can't think about it anymore!
I'm blushing just thinking about it!
To be honest, He Yuan has never seen medicine applied like this before.
He had never read this type of erotic novel; it was usually very straightforward and didn't involve any drug application.
When Jingyuan mentioned applying medicine in the bathroom yesterday, Heyuan was stunned for a while.
It seems quite swollen and definitely needs some treatment.
But it doesn't say that the tools on this are part of Jingyuan.
Ahhhhhh...
Don't think about it!
If I think about it again, that feeling will come back to my body!
He Yuan buried himself in the blankets like an ostrich and patted his face, trying to cool himself down physically.
It's useless.
Jingyuan went downstairs, cooked a few dishes, and brought them up. As soon as he lifted the quilt, Heyuan's flushed face and eyes full of spring passion could not be concealed at all.
Fortunately, Jingyuan wasn't a pervert and wouldn't force him to do it.
General Shence was really busy; he would finish his meal and then go off to handle other matters.
Crane Kite regained some of her strength and went to help.
Facing Jing Yuan's worried gaze, He Yuan put her hands on her hips and said, "What's wrong? I'm a Cloud Cavalry Guard, after all. I have to help my superior."
"And—I'm not as fragile as you think, I might actually do it!"
Yes, she is very capable.
No matter how hard we do it, it's never enough.
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Author's note: Hehehe [poor face]
Goodnight everyone, kisses! [kiss][kiss]
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