CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 25 PRIMITIVE PLANET

But actually, this is just an isolated case. Coincidentally, all these isolated cases happened to gather around Du Xixi.

Ke Lian and his group were originally soldiers with high physical demands. Even with energy-rich Nutrition Supplements, they required more than the average person to sustain their daily energy needs.

The Lucky Roll is small, so it’s normal to eat a few more. Moreover, it’s a delicacy they’ve never tasted before, so Ke Lian and his friends ate to their heart’s content, which is why they ate so much.

"Tasty, right?" Du Xixi leaned in closer to Ke Lian, who looked particularly gentle after a full meal, and softly asked with bright, expectant eyes that seemed to pierce right into Ke Lian’s heart.

Even though they had been newly married for over a month, Ke Lian felt his feelings for Du Xixi changed every day. One day he felt moved by her, and the next day, his feelings were even stronger, never diminishing.

He couldn’t help but gently cradle Du Xixi’s head, and without minding Ke Xing and Mo Ying who were still there, he pressed his lips to hers and then foolishly laughed with satisfaction: "Delicious, whatever you make is delicious."

Du Xixi was also charmed by Ke Lian’s gesture and foolishly reached out to wrap her arms around his neck. The two of them started laughing together as if no one else was around.

Next to them, Ke Xing and Mo Ying, who were already full, felt even more stuffed seeing this scene.

Mo Ying: ... This is too much!

Ke Xing: ... Ah, young people these days!

The Lucky Roll was made quite late, already considered a snack before dinner. However, it was obviously too ’small’ a snack, so seeing everyone holding their stomachs looking full, Du Xixi asked, "Do we still want dinner?"

Du Xixi herself didn’t mind skipping dinner; after all, she didn’t have a big appetite and was full after just a little bit. But whether Ke Lian and the others wanted dinner was quite important.

Of course, the Lucky Roll was filling and could stave off hunger, so having it as dinner wasn’t out of the question.

The three of them exchanged glances, and Mo Ying answered first: "I’m too full. I plan to walk home to digest a bit."

Ke Xing also waved his hand nonchalantly: "I also plan to go out for a walk, maybe catch up with some old friends. I’ll skip dinner."

Ke Lian himself was also quite full, and noticing the time was close to dinner anyway, he didn’t insist on having dinner: "I won’t either; I’m already very full."

Seeing that the three didn’t plan on having dinner, Du Xixi was quite content. Watching Mo Ying and Ke Xing leisurely leave the villa one after the other, Du Xixi and Ke Lian held hands and headed over to the sofa, sitting down together.

"It seems like Sister Mo Ying is feeling a lot better now." Du Xixi leaned back lazily, her hair half-tied, a few strands slipping out as she moved. Ke Lian naturally reached out to help her re-tie her hair.

The strands of hair felt cool to the touch, exuding a fresh scent of shampoo. Thinking about how Du Xixi and he used the same bottle of shampoo and conditioner, Ke Lian pursed his lips, deliberately ignoring the heat rising in his cheeks and the tips of his ears, focusing on tying Du Xixi’s hair.

"Yes." Ke Lian knew that Mo Ying’s improved mood might have been influenced by the conversations he and Du Xixi had, making Mo Ying realize it was time to put an end to this unrequited love.

She was growing older, no longer the young girl she was decades ago. She had her own career and would have her own family— a husband who she loved and who loved her, and several adorable, obedient children.

"She will be happy, let’s wish her well."

"Mm."

At night, after Du Xixi and Ke Lian finished washing up, they lay in bed. Because Du Xixi was pregnant, their nighttime activity was purely chatting under the covers.

"Is it really okay for you not to return to the Military Department for so long?" Du Xixi was absentmindedly playing with a lock of her hair and softly asked when she saw Ke Lian beside her under the lamp light, looking through some military documents.

It’s only natural for a Marshal to take a few days off after coming back from the battlefield, but it’s been quite a few days. Ke Lian’s prolonged absence from the Military Department made Du Xixi a bit uneasy.

It’s not that Du Xixi was eager for Ke Lian to leave her. If he returned, their daily time together would reduce. But as a Marshal of the Empire, Ke Lian had a duty to fulfill.

Ke Lian needed to return to the Military Department. No matter how unwilling, Du Xixi wouldn’t hold him back. After all, she couldn’t let him shirk his responsibilities.