I’ve Got this Cannon Fodder’s Back

88: 88 88: 88 As if following the owner’s will, the soft little leaves shivered gently.

They turned over and the tips of the leaves were slightly curled as they buried themselves in the marshal’s palm.

Gu Gui lowered his head.

The corners of his eyes were unconsciously raised into a smile.

His little wife’s spiritual form was lovely.

The soft leaves were intimate, hugging him, while its soft vines carefully supported his body.

It was so caring and thoughtful that his heart melted, surrounded by a warm and fuzzy feeling.

Gently releasing the soft leaves in his palm, Gu Gui smiled and looked down, cupping his wife’s fair and tender cheeks.

The mecha shook lightly as a cold frost blew past the monitor.

The ice-armored beasts were not happy that their path to the habitat had been blocked, and after a short period of peace, a new wave of beasts pounced reluctantly on them.

First Commander had no choice but to lunge forward and take over the mecha.

The ice-armored beasts were afraid for a moment and did not dare to attack yet.

Gu Gui had originally intended to train him, so after a quick glance, he withdrew his attention and focused on his bold little wife in his arms.

I can’t believe he came here on his own, but when he gets back, he’ll be sure to… The Imperial Marshal, who only knew to use confinement to make his subordinates remember their mistakes, was suddenly frozen in thought for a moment, staring into the pure black eyes that looked up at him, and fell into an extremely torn meditation.

his daze, Lu Chiqiu moved his body in his arms and turned back on his side.

The wobbly rocking chair was unstable and the two of them swayed back and forth as their weight shifted.

Gu Gui hurriedly raised his hands to protect him, but his wife had already snapped onto his chest and hugged him with open arms.

The softness of his touch was also pasted against his neck because of this position.

Gu Gui: … I’ll make sure to lock you up in a room with air conditioning, star net[mfn]seems like the name of the internet in that world[/mfn], and small snacks.

All-day long!

The Marshal thought coldly and ruthlessly as he lowered his head and kissed the top of his wife’s soft, gentle hair.

His fingertips pinched his earlobe and he was about to speak, but Lu Chiqiu had already made a soft sound on his neck.

“Next time, take me with you.” Gu Gui was slightly stunned and his movements were paused slightly.

“Take me with you.” Lu Chiqiu pressed himself into his arms again, his voice soft and quiet.

The thin, soft tip of the green vine wrapped around the marshal’s wrist and looped firmly between the young omega’s lean wrist bones again.

Tie it up and you won’t lose it again.

It was dangerous to expose his strength out in the open, both to him and to Gu Gui.

Most of the army chiefs were trustworthy, but there was always the possibility that one or two might be bribed and might give away his strength.

He was not afraid that he would be forcibly taken away for research, but he was worried that Gu Gui would let his identity, which had been so easily dispelled, be exposed again because of him.

But when he learned about Gu Gui’s disappearance, Lu Deng could no longer think about anything.

The plot had now changed.

Even if the paths were different, what would happen in the meantime was no longer predictable.

This encounter was a case in point.

The will of the world was powerful, but it would not protect a cannon-fodder destined to be sacrificed.

Then, let him come.

Gu Gui was silent for a long time before lowering his head to meet the clear eyes and raising his hand to stroke the gentle but firm eyebrows.

“Good.” The bottom of his eyes moved, quietly rippling with smiles, shaking his hand, eyes slightly glazed down.

Gu Gui’s heart and soul instantly tensed, tightening his embrace.

He was about to speak when his arms suddenly felt heavy.

Lu Chiqiu’s body leaned down silently, nestling against his chest like a fallen leaf, his long raven eyelashes covering his dark, clear eyes.

“Chiqiu!” Gu Gui’s spine tensed up, his chest and shoulders instantly went cold.

His arms were already faintly trembling, and his hands and feet were at their wits’ end as he carefully turned him over, lightly probing his fingertips to check his breath.

He was the one who was too lax.

For an omega, the stress caused to the body by the cosmic voyage was almost unbearable.

Lu Chiqiu smiled widely towards him, making him almost forget about it.

Maybe his lover’s body had suffered an imperceptible breakdown from the unknowingly long mecha voyage… The warm, soft airflow was steady and long, hitting him evenly between the fingers.

Gu Gui was slightly stunned before straightening up in a trance, turning the back of his hand over and gently caressing the soft cheek resting between his arms.

There was no weakness and pallor like he imagined.

His little wife’s complexion was fair, but his cheeks were healthy and rosy, and his brows were relaxed and stretched, sleeping soundly and unguardedly.

Disturbed by his tossing and turning, the sleeping young omega seemed a little displeased, frowning delicately, muttering vaguely, and holding his disruptive arms firmly in place.

Gu Gui was in a trance for a long time, then suddenly laughed softly with tears dwelling in his eyes.

Since he was worried that the light would disturb Lu Chiqiu’s peace of mind, he turned off the lights at eight o’clock every day.

That’s why even though they always fell asleep together, he had never watched him fall asleep like this before.

His omega seemed to be different from others’.

Better than anyone else’s… way better.

The infinite sweetness and warmth seeped into the imperial marshal’s ruthless heart, making it slightly rapid.

There was almost no way to just look at him without doing anything.

Looking at him, and then one day, they both fell into the depths of the years and became very old lovers.

They stared at each other in the white hair and long chaotic eyes, laughing at each other’s new addition of wrinkles.

What a blessing that would be.

Gu Gui held his breath and kissed his sleeping little wife, but couldn’t bear to really disturb him.

It was just a silent, intimate touch, wrapping the man into a deeper embrace.

Meanwhile, First Commander was desperately flinging his mecha’s arms to throw an ice-armored beast far away, taking advantage of a break in the battle to turn around and ask about tactics, but when he saw what was going on behind him, his open mouth closed again with resentment.

…This is probably exercising his ability to fight alone to save the day.

The marshal and his wife were right.

Driven by the pressure, the First Commander had learned the necessary survival skills.

With that, the marshal, who had been lost for three days, returned safely to the Empire before the new tide of ice-armored beasts arrived.