The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 418 - 417: Can We Kiss Now?

Chapter 418: Chapter 417: Can We Kiss Now?

Si Yuting had no choice but to back off, "Sorry."

Qu Tong reached out and touched Si Yuting’s somewhat prickly chin.

Previously, Si Yuting’s obsession for neatness was very severe; he was always meticulously groomed. This was the first time Qu Tong saw Si Yuting’s beard growing out.

Aside from being a bit prickly and scratchy, it wasn’t really an issue; he was still as handsome as ever.

Si Yuting himself was the epitome of a tough guy, just now even manlier.

Si Yuting probably didn’t like it, and got up to go to the bathroom to take care of it.

Qu Tong followed him in and suggested, "Let me help you."

Si Yuting turned his head and glanced at Qu Tong, eager to try, and naturally handed over the razor.

Qu Tong took it and fiddled with it in her hand. The interstellar razor wasn’t much different from modern ones, the principle was much the same, just more delicate and quieter.

Hmm, it seemed to work pretty well too.

It was just tiring on the hands.

"Husband, squat down a bit."

Just as Si Yuting was about to comply, Qu Tong said, "Never mind, that would make you more tired."

Feeling light, Qu Tong was lifted and seated on the washbasin.

Si Yuting supported himself with one hand on the edge of the counter, leaning in close.

"This is better."

In the mirror, two figures huddled closely together were reflected. Qu Tong pinched Si Yuting’s chin with her left hand, forcing him to slightly tilt his head back, while her right hand skillfully maneuvered the razor.

Si Yuting unconsciously swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and his sharply contoured chin trembling along.

"Don’t move!"

Qu Tong murmured discontentedly, her hand slightly forcing Si Yuting’s head to turn to the other side.

After some struggle that took twice the usual time, Master Qu finally finished to her satisfaction.

Wringing out a wet towel to wipe off the remaining stubble, Si Yuting’s voice soon rang in her ear.

"Can you kiss me now?"

Without waiting for Qu Tong to respond, Si Yuting pulled her body down and kissed her.

The kiss was intense and deep.

Although Qu Tong was the one on top, Si Yuting was the one in control.

Just a moment ago, he was a docile, apologetic puppy, and now he had turned into a hungry hound.

Qu Tong braced herself against the washbasin and moved back, but for every inch she retreated, Si Yuting advanced an inch, until there was nowhere left to go.

The mirror clearly reflected her face turning slightly red due to lack of oxygen.

It took a while, but Qu Tong finally found an excuse to slip away.

After patrolling around outside, she returned home with lunch for two from Xiang Bin’s place.

Upon opening the door, she found Si Yuting asleep on the couch.

With his height and long legs perfectly occupying the entire sofa, one hand casually rested on his stomach, the other above his head.

Qu Tong squatted down to watch him for a while, unable to resist tracing her fingers over the man’s lower eyelids. He had dark circles under his eyes; he must have been exhausted searching for her these past few days, otherwise, how could he not wake up like this.

Normally, it takes three days from the Capital Star to the Southern Border, and Si Yuting’s fighter jet might be faster. It takes another two or three days to reach the Imperial City of Casa and execute missions in between, before returning to Luyi Star, wasting half a month just like that.

He had also been left out in the cold at the door for one night and half the next day.

A big part of it was because she had accidentally blacklisted him.

So foolish!

But also a little touched.

She really didn’t blame him at all; who could predict their own script? Uncertainty is the norm in life, and Si Yuting is not a god.

Du Biao hitting her weak spot was just an accident, of course, she also didn’t come out of it empty-handed.

Qu Tong stood up, tiptoed to the bed, and drew the curtains.

"Clang—"

Something fell to the floor.

Qu Tong bent over to pick it up; it was an opalescent gem, square and flat, its surface smooth to the touch.

Holding it up to the light, the sunlight streaming through it revealed its delicate texture, somewhat resembling the Spirit Stone from the Insect Clan that Sai Pu had once used to settle a debt.

But this one was bigger and purer.

Right, she hadn’t seen Sai Pu when she went out.

Sai Pu would avoid Yuting, but when she was alone, he always made a point to approach her.

Qu Tong touched the ring on her ring finger, which Yuting had helped her wear again before she left; he had sorted and packed all her belongings for her.

Qu Tong retrieved another Light Brain from the nested Space Button.

Turning on the Light Brain, there indeed was a message from Sai Pu.

[Sister, I’ve gone back to the Bug Nest, this time it might take a long time before I can return.]

[I really wanted to take Sister back with me. Don’t your humans value life-saving grace that should be reciprocated with oneself? How come it doesn’t work when it comes to you, Sister?]

Sai Pu probably felt that since he had left, she couldn’t do anything to him anymore, so he started to become unbridled again.

However, she really had no way of dealing with him.

She continued reading.

[Although Sister is so heartless, I still like you. I’ll just reluctantly like the children you give birth to.]

[The female insect’s Spirit Stone is good for human offspring, it’s outside the windowsill, remember to take it, consider it board expenses.]

[If that bad man bullies you, just contact me on Insect Star, I’ll take you away to a distant refuge.]

It was quite apparent that Sai Pu was not familiar with the Light Brain; there were typos and improper use of symbols.

But then again, it was understandable since the Insect Clan communicated remotely using pheromones.

However, it was surprising that Sai Pu knew she was pregnant.

Thinking back on their last interaction, which she herself hadn’t noticed at the time.

Weighing the Spirit Stone in her hand, Qu Tong didn’t easily believe Sai Pu’s words and found a box to put it in, tossing it back into the Space Button.

She also sorted out the items she brought back from the Kasa Empire and then went downstairs for lunch.

After lunch, Qu Tong received a call from Old Man Yuan.

Before they even started speaking, she heard Old Man Yuan’s wild laughter.

"Snap!" Qu Tong, unwilling to indulge him, decisively hung up, waiting for Old Man Yuan to finish laughing before continuing.

After a while, Old Man Yuan called again, grumbling, "Dead girl, what are you doing? Are your wings hardened that you dare hang up on your master’s call without even talking?"

"You were disturbing my ears," Qu Tong replied calmly.

"Humph!" Old Man Yuan, still feeling exasperated, said, "The Lan family is on the brink of death, and you won’t allow me to be happy about it?"

"What happened?" Qu Tong asked curiously.

Old Man Yuan intentionally kept her in suspense, "Guess where I am now?"

With patience, Qu Tong asked, "Where?"

"I’ve just arrived at the Canaan Empire, with Yuting’s subordinate, Wu Yue," Old Man Yuan said proudly.

"You went to the Kasa Empire?"

"How did you know?"

"I guessed."

She had specifically saved the historical navigation record of the Poison Dart Ship, guessing that Feng Lin or Yuting would discover something, but she didn’t expect Yuting to bring Old Man Yuan along and get results so quickly.

"Yuting, that lad, finally did something substantial. Deserves to be the youngest Grand Marshal of the Empire, quite capable, much more reliable than his old man," Old Man Yuan changed his usual bias and started praising Yuting.

Qu Tong teased, "You didn’t use to say that. You said they were all part of the same nest of rats, not a good one among them, telling me to keep my eyes sharp."

"Hehe!" Old Man Yuan laughed awkwardly, "That’s not important! What matters is that Lan Jianghong and Lan Weiying won’t escape this time. They really dared!"

Without engaging in further banter with Old Man Yuan, Qu Tong became serious, "Keep this under wraps for now; I’ll also speak to His Highness about it."

"Why?" Old Man Yuan raised his voice, clearly baffled.

Plucking a petal from a rose, Qu Tong’s gaze turned slightly stern, "Because she has something I want."

"What is it?" Old Man Yuan pressed.

"Sorry, master, I can’t mention it at the moment."