After This Battle, Go Home and Get Married

Song Chao thinks that he is fierce and evil, comparable to the agents in spy movies.

But Yan Xueshan couldn't accept the tense atmosphere at all, so he calmly took out his student ID card and said, "I'm a freshman at the Agricultural College. I haven't been watching him, he's been watching me."

"?" What the **** is this? Song Chao was so angry that the veins on his forehead jumped, "Don't play stupid with me. It's obvious that you have been watching the general. The meeting is over, and you are still staring at him. Besides, how can you be an ordinary freshman?"

Yan Xueshan nodded: "I am older than you."

After thinking for a while, he said, "More than a few. There are quite a few."

Song Chao felt as if he had punched cotton, and his face flushed with anger.

This kid is so weird. Yan Xueshan thought about it and decided to ignore him.

I don't know. Better go straight.

He turned on his toes, trying to get around the strange child, but was entangled. Song Chao said fiercely, "Which dormitory do you live in? What did you do before? Where is your household registration? Why did you come to our school?"

Yan Xueshan didn't speak to him, but no matter how he walked, this little devil would come to block his way.

Yan Xueshan stretched out his hand, trying to push him away.

At this moment, he looked over the boy's head and saw that Arthur, who was originally on the podium, had come to him at some point.

Arthur held the boy's shoulder first, the light by the gate was not very good, the lamp was shining down from the top of Arthur's head, the shadow on his face made his smile at this time look not at all amiable, and asked: " Little classmates, what are you talking about?"

The boy's shoulders stiffened, he turned around, and when he saw it was really Arthur, his whole body froze.

Then he stammered: "You, you, hello, I, I am Song Chao, the first-ranked freshman in the mecha department!"

Arthur didn't listen at all.

Song Chao didn't say a whole sentence: "I, I...I..." After thinking for a long time, he took out a picture of "Candle Dragon" and a pen from his arms. He stopped shaking and almost dropped the pen on the ground, "Can you, can you sign me?"

Arthur: "Okay."

He brought over the picture and pen, not only signed his name, but also said, "I will write you a word of encouragement, do you want it?"

Song Chao stood up straight: "Yes! Thank you, thank you."

Arthur wrote: Concentrate! Make it work!

While bowing his head, he said, "I was not distracted at all in college. Others were in love, but I was training. This is how I became a successful teacher."

Song Chao said admiringly, "Okay, okay."

Arthur thought that he was also showing loyalty to Yan Xueshan. After speaking handsomely, he wanted to see Yan Xueshan's reaction, but he looked up: "?"

Who is behind Song Chao? Empty!

Taking advantage of the gap between his signatures, Yan Xueshan quietly escaped.

However, Yan Xueshan should have seen his handsomeness on stage today. he thinks.

Yan Xueshan must have gone to the villa to wait for him first, and Arthur felt that his fiery heart had already flown by.

He was about to lift his foot to leave, when other students around him who were eager to move around quickly gathered around like ants smelling honey. They all took out books or pictures, and asked him to sign with stars.

Arthur was furious, but still smiled.

In Yan Xueshan's heart, he is a kind person with sunshine and kindness, but he can't collapse, so he stayed and signed for half an hour, and even got out in the name of being busy with official business.

One of the students coaxed and asked him, "Admiral, do you have a lover now?"

Good question!

He really likes this question! A good boy who is diligent and inquisitive, I really want to give you extra credits on the spot!

Arthur almost didn't laugh out loud, he bent the corners of his mouth as subtly as possible, and said proudly, "Yes."

He really wanted to send a notice to all the federal news stations, telling everyone that Yan Xueshan was willing to marry him.

However, not yet.

To make Yan Xueshan like him a little more, and when they are looking forward to their marriage, they will make a grand proposal.

He has an excellent plan.

There were also a group of students squatting at the gate of the school who wanted to have a close look at the admiral's style, or to be lucky enough to get autographs.

In fact, Arthur did not leave the campus at all, he went directly to the single "student dormitory" in Yanxue Mountain.

In fact, this dormitory was not built by the school at all.

It is indeed specially approved, but how can a third-rate university like Vega Comprehensive University have such high efficiency? It was built by Arthur at his own expense and hired a first-class interstellar construction worker, and it took a week to quickly transform it at a speed comparable to the construction of trenches.

Everything revolves around serving Yanxue Mountain.

When Yan Xueshan heard the doorbell and knew that Arthur was at the door, she was still a little surprised. The first sentence she opened the door was to ask him, "Did you not enter your own information?"

Arthur said, "This is your dormitory. I respect your personal privacy and have your permission to come in again."

These words gave Yan Xueshan a sense of security and respect.

Love and liking, he cannot perceive because of his mental defect.

But respect can.

In return, Yan Xueshan said: "You can also enter it. We are fiancés. You don't have to be like guests. You can enter the door, but if you want to enter my bedroom, you must first get my permission."

Arthur smiled and said, "Okay."

Arthur silently followed him into the study like a dog with feet.

Yan Xueshan sat in a standard posture, picked up the agronomy textbook and read it. Arthur moved a stool and sat watching him.

Yan Xueshan was very uncomfortable, but he felt that Arthur should do his own thing after a while, so he endured it.

It turned out that ten minutes later, Arthur was still looking at him.

Yan Xueshan turned his head and asked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Arthur's eyes seemed to be holding a handful of star fragments, shining brightly: "I haven't seen you for several days, I miss you."

He put his hands on the edge of the table and asked straightforwardly and lovingly, "Can I kiss you after you finish your prep work?"

Strange.

Yan Xueshan frowned, why was his heartbeat suddenly half a beat faster, but soon, it returned to a normal heart rhythm.

After stabilizing his heartbeat, Yan Xueshan was about to speak, and he wanted to say: It's okay now.

Arthur kept asking, and it was kind of troublesome.

However, Arthur frowned at him, and said obediently, "Forget it, am I disturbing your studies? Then I'll go out first."

"I'll cook for you. You seem to like the seafood baked rice I made last time, don't you? How about I make it again? Or do you want to eat something else that you haven't eaten before?"

Yan Xueshan said, "Everything is fine."

Arthur couldn't quite grasp the taste of Yanxue Mountain, he seemed to have no taste buds.

When he was in the army, Yan Xueshan could not stop eating the nutritious meals prepared by the nutritionist. It was not like eating, but like taking medicine.

Other teachers, everyone occasionally eats cheat meals, such as once a month, to taste it, but he has never seen Yan Xueshan eat it. He does not drink, smoke, desserts, and snacks.

After retiring, he lived on a farm. When Arthur went to see Yan Xueshan, he saw that the food he made was terrible. He boiled potatoes, dipped them in salt, served with two or three eggs, and a glass of milk. Occasionally eat a few other meals, or the dishes sent by Uncle Qiao next door.

Although Arthur came from a wealthy background, his parents had intentionally exercised his self-care ability since he was a child.

He made sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried pork with green peppers, stir-fried small greens and mushroom soup, cut a fruit plate, and also made a sweet-scented osmanthus wine dumpling.

During dinner, he has been quietly observing what Yan Xueshan likes to eat. Do you like spicy, sweet, or savory?

It was soon confirmed that Yan Xueshan likes sweets.

His indifferent master is actually a sweet tooth lover. Not only did he finish the sweet and sour pork ribs, but he also liked the sweet-scented osmanthus wine dumplings he made. He took a bowl and devoured it one by one, asking him, "Is there any more?"

Arthur gave him another bowl to eat together. In fact, he felt that the sugar was too much, and asked, "Won't it be too sweet?"

Yan Xueshan's cheeks were slightly red, and he glanced at him: "No. Just right."

Omg. so cute.

Arthur's heart was pounding.

Like a kitten licking its paws contentedly, he had never seen Yan Xueshan's slightly coquettish demeanor in his life.

Yan Xueshan's voice was much softer than usual, and he even took the initiative to say, "By the way, didn't you say you want to kiss? Out of obligation, I can kiss you for a while. Hurry up and finish the kiss, I want to go to bed earlier today."

The words that were usually cold and cold, but today were stained with a bit of temperature, as if they were acting like a spoiled child.

Arthur was already fascinated, but he didn't dare to delay. He hugged him and kissed him, stood and kissed for a while, then sat down and kissed him on his lap.

Today's kiss is flavored with sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Sweet.

It was as if Yan Xueshan was about to melt in his arms, and he was extremely docile and cooperative, not the kind of mechanical program that cooperated with him.

Let him kiss and kiss, and he can't put it down.

After kissing for about ten minutes, Yan Xueshan asked softly, "Is the kiss finished?"

Arthur was a little bit up at this moment, his heart was itching, and he was a little sober. He realized that something was wrong, leaned over, rubbed the cheek of Yan Xueshan with the tip of his nose, sniffed lightly on his lips, and said hesitantly: "...Master, shouldn't you get drunk after eating sweet wine?"

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