Chapter 47

  At night, Gong Xi hugged Yong Yong on the comfortable big bed at home. As soon as her body relaxed, she had some restless thoughts. Usually in Yong Yong's dormitory, the small bed was narrow, and the two of them didn't dare to move around when sleeping, and even turning over might make them fall to the ground.

  "Darling~~" Gong Xi's eyes sparkled with an unusual expression, her mouth curled up in a ambiguous smile.

  Lucky one can tell what he's thinking just by listening to his tone.

  Yesterday's incident made Lucky feel a bit guilty, so he actually wanted to make it up to Gong Xi. However, this was his own home and his parents' bedroom was just next door, which was indeed awkward.

  The most important question is that the same place where one can be carefree also makes others feel uneasy.

  Lucky endured it and pulled up the quilt, turned over and buried his head, saying: "Turn off the lights, go to sleep."

  The curtains in the room were drawn, the lights were turned off, and all that could be heard was two people rustling back and forth under the covers. Similarly, men's bodies have a tacit understanding, and their sense of touch is more sensitive than reason.

  The hot air breathed out by Gong Xi kept sweeping past Yong Le's ears, and he closed his eyes tightly, wanting to fall asleep as soon as possible. However, the dry heat below made it feel like there was a little monkey scratching with its claws at that certain key point in his heart, lightly scratching again and again.

  Good luck!

  Jiayu called out in a low voice from behind him.

  Good fortune is merely tight-lipped, without an echo.

  "I know you're not asleep."

  Kiyoshi's hand slowly reached the edge of the blanket, and the blanket that was tightly pressed against Kōji's body felt Kiyoshi's hand pressing down on it, gradually moving inside.

  Good fortune couldn't bear it and turned over, two big eyes staring at Gong Xi. Lowering his voice to scold: "What do you want to do?!"

  "My parents are just next door, I can hear them."

  Jiayu's hand had already reached into the lucky quilt, his hand moving towards Lucky's body, and in an instant, he touched that sensitive thing, standing stiffly.

  Jiū Palace suddenly burst out laughing.

  "You're already like this, and you still pretend!"

  Good fortune was mentioned to the point of pain, Chong Gongxi scrunched up her nose and glared.

  "I slowly, without making a sound."

  Jiayu whispered softly and said, as she lifted the lucky quilt and crawled inside.

  "How shameless can you be!"

  ……

  "Go slower, don't make a sound!"

  ……

  Gong Xi worked hard while covering the lucky mouth. Some people, after getting what they want, what's the use of saying anything else?

  After their passion had passed, the two people were left embracing each other, drenched in sweat.

  "Sleep like this." The two of them squeezed into a small quilt.

  Jiujing felt that only by holding good fortune in his arms could he feel at ease and secure, neither of the two quilts would do, even though he was sleeping beside himself.

  Spent a week at Xing's house, every day was lucky to hold the little nephew in his arms, took the child out to buy things, sunbathe, coax the child to sleep, except for feeding milk, he would hand over the little treasure to his sister-in-law, and the rest of the time was spent playing by himself.

  Gong Xi looked at him and thought of what his father had told him about how much he liked kids.

  Maybe we should adopt a child and raise it together.Maybe that's good for your illness too.

  At night, after the two of them had fallen asleep, Gong Xi brought up this matter with Yong Ruo.

  Gong Xi finished speaking, and Xing Yun remained silent for a long time without making a sound. Gong Xi didn't know if he had said something wrong again. Ever since Xing Yun got sick, he felt that Xing Yun was much more sensitive than before.

  Unexpectedly, after a long silence, he responded with two decisive words: "No way!"

  Ji Gong was surprised, "Why? I thought you liked kids?"

  "I don't have time, soon I will go to participate in the project of building an aircraft carrier."

  "What? When was this? Why didn't you tell me?! " Gong Xi suddenly sat up in bed, furious. The last time he went to the South China Sea for a military exercise, he was exhausted to the point of near death, and almost sacrificed himself. And now he's signed up for what, an aircraft carrier construction project?!

  "Last time Engineer Qin contacted me."

  "Which Qin engineer? Is it that old guy with big black glasses?" Gong Xi asked indignantly.

  Lucky nodded, "Yeah, it's him. After our last collaboration, he quite liked me and said he hoped I could participate in this project. Moreover, this time we are in charge of independent research and development."

  "No way! That old guy is even worse off! I'm telling you, Lucky, this thing I don't agree with, and you're not allowed to go." Gong Xi's heart began to feel afraid, he understood Lucky's stubbornness.

  Don't look at Lucky's gentle appearance, but his temper is particularly stubborn. Lucky's earrings are especially small and hard, and your family says that people with hard ears have a strong will, and Gong Xi feels that this saying makes sense, Lucky is that kind of person, once he decides on something, ten cows can't pull him back.

  "I've made up my mind, I'm going."

  "I said it's no good!" Gong Xi glared with her eyes wide open.

  "Our country..."

  "Shut up! We can build an aircraft carrier even without you."

  "Don't be like this."

  Whenever Gong Xi's attitude becomes so calm and unruffled, it's the most frustrating time for him. He is always as tranquil as a still lake, but beneath his gentle demeanor, not a ripple stirs, no matter how big a stone you throw in, the water only ripples once before returning to its calm state.

  Gong Xi knew she couldn't outtalk him and couldn't persuade him, so she could only act stubbornly.

  "I'm telling you, if you dare go, I'll tell your parents about your current physical condition. See if they won't be worried."

  This is a lucky weakness, once poked, luck was silent.

  Looking at Gong Xi's back as she stormed off, he didn't feel good either. He knew Gong Xi was doing it for his own good. But, Xing Yun knew that he was a soldier and had a mission.

  Good fortune softened a bit, and he reached out to pull Gong Xi, "Go to sleep first, this matter hasn't been finalized yet." Good fortune was just stalling for time, as things had already been settled. On the third day after returning home, he sent a text message to Qin Gong, deciding to participate in this project.

  He knew that once he left, it would be another year and a half of busy work, unable to extricate himself, and possibly like in the past, not seeing Koishi for a long time.

  But he just couldn't bear to part with it, and this time's mission was something he had to attend.

  Aircraft carrier! The dream of many sailors.

  Our country is the only one among these military powers that does not have an aircraft carrier, and with our 30,000-kilometer coastline, how can we talk about national security without a strong military force to protect it?

  He was hesitant to make a decision earlier because of his mental state, which had been poor for some time, and he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the responsibility. Now he feels better.

  Under the radiance of this new life, good fortune feels as if it has been reborn.

  No matter how many people sacrificed and how many lives disappeared. But new life is still continuing, just like tomorrow will definitely come.

  Go to Shenyang and visit Deputy Commander Gong.

  The old man was much more enthusiastic than before when he saw Xiao Yun this time. He asked the security guard to make tea and wash fruit again.

  The son chose to quit for good luck and no longer did that life-threatening job. Old Master Gong was delighted from the bottom of his heart, although he was also a little annoyed. He said it himself, but it didn't work out well. The other person was worried and quit.

  Alas! My son is always raised by others.

  No matter who or what, it's good that you resigned. The only descendant of the Palace family can't be ruined like this.

  If his wife were still alive, she would definitely laugh at him. When their son took the military school exam, his mother was dead set against it, afraid that being a soldier would be dangerous. Although we are in peaceful times now, can you guarantee that there will never be any war? What if there is one?

  But at that time, Commander Gong slammed his hand on the table and glared with his eyes: a good man must join the army, if not, what kind of man is he? Protecting the country and sacrificing for it, that's a national hero!

  This time he didn't pretend to be a hero either. The old man sometimes thought to himself and couldn't help but sigh. He's old! Not accepting his age is not an option.

  His wish now is to dote on his son and hold his grandson in his arms.

  The old man thought about this matter and got a headache. He didn't ask his son or Lucky to discuss it anymore. Then, the seventh uncle of the Palace of Joy came with a letter saying it was okay.

  But I don't know how their discussion went.

  Alas! What a worry, worrying about son, worrying about grandson.

  "Gu Gongxi, you've resigned, what are your plans for the future?" Gu Gongxi's master got angrier and angrier, his face getting longer and longer.

  They watched in silence as the two of them discussed it, and Gong Xi thought of setting up a boxing center. Before he left the National Security Bureau, he received a bonus, and with Lucky saving some money, they should be able to make do.

  Unexpectedly, Gong Xi told his dad, and the old man immediately opposed it.

  "No way! How can you guarantee making money with something like that?"

  "Dad, how can you still guarantee making money from doing business? It's all risky." Gong Xi likes this sport and also searched online, many young people like it too. But in Shenyang, there are hardly any boxing centers like this one. Just by looking at the introductions and photos on those boxing schools' websites, you can tell they're just fake and deceiving people.

  So he wanted to set up a real boxing gym, where those who came could learn real boxing and experience the impact and stimulation from the swinging of fists and feet.

  "Hum! That's what you call business. I say, start a trading company. Do military supplies."

  "Dad~"

  "Listen to me! While I'm still here, there are some opportunities for you. Hurry up and take advantage of them. The conditions in the army are getting better year by year, and it's also been modernized with electronics and whatnot. Wait a bit, there will be plenty of chances."

  Gong Xi's father looked at the two young people and knew from their expressions that they did not agree with his idea. However, disagreement was not an option; this matter had to be decided by him alone.

  They are young and want to try something on their own strength, or want to do something related to their dreams and hobbies.

  That's all nonsense!

  Both of them have been working for a short time and are inexperienced in the world, unaware of how complicated real society is. They want to start from scratch with empty hands and achieve something, but that's simply daydreaming.

  Wait until the head is broken and bleeding, thinking of turning back, but everything may be too late.

  Gong Xi's father let out a deep hum, causing both of them to withdraw their emotions and look at him seriously.

  "I'm telling you now that I'm still alive, and if you want to do this, there's still a way. But one day, I'll kick my legs and die. You think you can find another opportunity like this? No way!"

  "Not willing yet!"

  "Uncle, we didn't mean it." Luckily, Palace Joy's father got angry and hurriedly mediated.

  "It's just..." Luckily, he took another glance at Gong Xi, because this business would ultimately be handled by Gong Xi in the future, and he didn't know if he agreed with it or not.

  "That's it! It's settled then. I'll get started on this in the next two days, the sooner the better!"

  The commander of the palace guard slapped his hand on the table and glared at him, and the matter was settled.