What preparations?

Of course, combat preparations.

At an angle Bo Jin couldn’t see, Gu Qing’s eyes turned cold.

Whoever dared to plot against his man better tighten their skin.

Bo Jin was somewhat at a loss.

In their marriage, Gu Qing had always been the proactive one. For a long time, he never needed to worry about maintenance, leading to now, when problems arose, he completely didn’t know what to do.

Although his appearance hadn’t changed much from twenty years ago, so many years had passed after all. Gu Qing was sensitive; he might have already sensed his differences, and his feelings towards him might have undergone significant changes.

During this period, he tried his best to keep a certain distance, hoping to give both sides time to buffer and adapt. But looking at it now, this wasn’t a smart decision.

Bo Jin untimely recalled what his son said to him—You look like a lonely widower.

His face stiffened.

Divorce was impossible; impossible in this lifetime!

Just as he was thinking about how to win back his partner’s heart, he heard Gu Qing say: “I was absent for a whole twenty years. It’s normal for you to be moved by others. I don’t blame you.”

The pleasant voice was hoarser than usual, sounding aggrieved yet restrained.

Bo Jin: “…”

These years, running around for the organization, wishing he could split a day into 48 hours. His wife lay dormant in a medical pod, his son suffered in the organization. His heart was tormented; where would he have the mood to romance others?

“Qing Qing.”

Bo Jin hesitated, then held the hand gripping the corner of the quilt. “Let’s have a good talk.”

After speaking, Bo Jin felt his hand stiffen.

Gu Qing’s voice was muffled: “Whatever decision you make, I won’t blame you.”

Bo Jin: “…”

Gu Qing had his back to him: “Who do you like? Do I know them?”

After a moment of silence, Bo Jin whispered: “You know him.”

There really is someone?!

Gu Qing’s hand hidden under the quilt tightened violently, grinding his back teeth, trying hard to soften his voice: “Who is it?”

Bo Jin turned on the bedside lamp: “Turn around, I’ll tell you who he is.”

Gu Qing paused for a moment, sat up, and in a blink, the frost on his face turned into grievance.

Bo Jin pulled the person closer, gazing into his eyes.

“See him?”

Under the dim light, the eyes in front of him were filled with his own reflection.

Gu Qing’s fingertips twitched, forcing down the corners of his lips, shaking his head: “No.”

Bo Jin: “…”

He leaned closer, their nose tips almost touching: “Look carefully again?”

Gu Qing deliberately said: “Lying in the medical pod too long made me stupid. I really can’t guess. A’Jin, just say it straight; I can bear it.”

Bo Jin: “…………”

Is that so?

Why didn’t the doctor mention it?

Seeing his partner rarely show a confused look, Bo Jin hugged him and sighed softly: “It’s you, fool.”

Resting against Bo Jin’s shoulder, Gu Qing’s lips curled up, but his voice sounded pitiful: “You don’t have to hide it from me—”

Bo Jin: “Am I that untrustworthy?”

Gu Qing shook his head, raising his arms to hug tight: “I just don’t trust myself.”

Bo Jin loosened his hold slightly, looking down at him.

“Where did the confidence you had when chasing me go?”

Gu Qing: “…”

During their military academy days, Bo Jin was a hot male god. Few omegas in the entire military and political department weren’t moved by him.

This male god was perfect in looks, figure, and combat power, but unfortunately, he completely lacked romantic understanding.

He completely ignored omegas’ advances. Unknown numbers of alphas cursed him behind his back, but this personality of keeping strangers away and not messing around made omegas even crazier.

Before making a move, Gu Qing observed him for a whole semester.

Rather than saying he wasn’t interested in proactive omegas or deliberately putting on a cool persona, it was better to say he simply didn’t have a romantic nerve.

He was a block of wood.

He spent over three years watering patiently before making this block of wood sprout green shoots.

Gu Qing half-lowered his eyes: “My stamina isn’t good now, figure out of shape, still need to return to the medical pod regularly. I’m not the me of back then anymore.”

Hearing “figure out of shape,” the image of him coming out of the bath just now flashed before Bo Jin’s eyes. His Adam’s apple bobbed unconsciously, and his voice lowered a few notches.

“You think too much.”

Gu Qing lay back down silently.

“Don’t comfort me.”

Seeing his partner shutting down again, Bo Jin had a huge headache.

What to do? Ask his son for help?

He had many tricks, surely had a way, but he inevitably would be mocked again.

Thinking of that scene, Bo Jin dismissed the idea.

Better rely on myself.

Gu Qing counted down in his heart, thinking if the other party didn’t pounce by zero, he’d add another dose of strong medicine.

At count three, feeling someone approach from behind, he was hugged from the back.

“All along, my wish has been to grow old with you.”

Bo Jin tightened his arms, “So you don’t need to stay young forever, nor worry about getting old.”

Gu Qing was secretly rejoicing at his partner’s rare initiative, but this plain tone instantly moistened the corners of his eyes.

For ordinary people, growing old together only required loyal companionship. But for Bo Jin, wanting to grow white hair together was too hard.

Gu Qing naturally knew his position in his partner’s heart. But without forcing, these words would be hidden in his heart tonight, never spoken for a lifetime.

This sentence was enough.

He turned to face Bo Jin: “But I have no charm at all now. No figure, no muscles—”

Bo Jin: “Is this the reason you insist on morning exercises despite discouragement?”

Of course not.

Gu Qing avoided his gaze and didn’t speak.

In Bo Jin’s eyes, this was a tacit admission.

Bo Jin: “In a while, you can enter the pure drug treatment phase. Then I’ll accompany you in rehab to train the muscles back.”

Gu Qing: “Oh, so you still dislike me having no muscles.”

Bo Jin: “…”

Gu Qing turned back, very depressed: “Forget it, won’t talk anymore. Talk more and I’ll cry.”

Bo Jin: “…”

Halfway through turning, Gu Qing was suddenly pinned down.

“Husband?”

Bo Jin supported himself on both sides of him, pulled his hands to interlace fingers, gaze sliding from the beautifully curved neck to the collarbone.

“I originally planned to wait for you to adapt to the new environment first—”

Bo Jin’s kiss landed on the side of his neck. Gu Qing unconsciously curled his fingers.

Old ox finally took the bait.

Gu Qing smiled smugly, wrapped his arms around Bo Jin’s shoulders, flipped over to sit on his lap, and bit down.

“I think you’re getting old, thinking messy stuff all day.”

The battle situation reversed instantly.

The partner who was terribly depressed just now was now pouncing on him, gnawing and biting. Bo Jin realized he had been played.

He slapped Gu Qing’s butt.

“Who was thinking messy stuff just now?”

Gu Qing half-lowered his eyes, lips curling up.

“Such a big wife in front of you and you don’t touch. You have the nerve to lecture me?”

Bo Jin: “…”

Is there something wrong with this sentence?

Watching the person on him do whatever he wanted, Bo Jin endured for a few minutes, then couldn’t bear it anymore and flipped over to pin him down.

Since the wife wasn’t polite, he wouldn’t be polite either.

---

Early the next morning, Jing Xi woke up on time. An arm was domineeringly across his waist. Just as he was about to get up, he was hugged back.

“Sleep a bit more…”

Chi Yao closed his eyes, his voice thick with sleepiness.

“I promised Dad to join him for morning exercise.”

Jing Xi gave him a good morning kiss, felt not enough, and pecked his cheek again. “Want to come together?”

After two seconds of silence, seeing the arm on his waist retract, Chi Yao turned over, pulled the quilt that slipped to his waist to cover himself, whole body writing “Refuse.”

“Stay safe, muah.”

Jing Xi: “…”

Being so lazy, how does he maintain his figure?

Jing Xi doubted for a moment.

He leaned over with a wooden face and touched Chi Yao’s stomach.

Not his illusion. Muscles were properly there, very beautiful, felt good too.

He unconsciously touched a few more times.

Chi Yao pressed his hand, voice sleepy and lazy: “You want to exercise outside or exercise in bed?”

Jing Xi: “…”

---

As he washed and walked out of the room, he heard footsteps on the stairs.

Jing Xi looked up to see Bo Jin and Gu Qing walking down hand in hand.

“Dad, Father.” He greeted them one by one, not surprised Bo Jin came down together.

After what happened yesterday, anyone not too dense wouldn’t let the same thing happen again.

But Gu Qing’s attitude surprised him a bit.

Although there was no conflict between these two before yesterday, today they looked inexplicably harmonious.

Gu Qing: “A’Yao is still sleeping?”

Jing Xi followed behind them downstairs.

“Mm, his schedule is different from mine.”

Gu Qing: “Been together so long, you didn’t influence and assimilate each other?”

Jing Xi shook his head: “Waking up early would kill him.”

Gu Qing teased: “Isn’t exercising alone very lonely?”

Jing Xi shook his head, completely didn’t think so.

He considered himself not a clingy person. Not everything had to be done sticking to the loved one. Appropriate separate actions could give both sides some free space, beneficial for long-term getting along.

Moreover, he persisted in morning exercise for over twenty years, always alone, never thought he must be with someone.

Running wherever he wanted alone, doing however many sets he wanted, was freer.

Originally, he thought so.

But seeing the two elders at home talking and laughing together, emitting pink bubbles throughout, he was fiercely envious.

Noticing his envious look, Gu Qing was amused and patted his shoulder.

“Work hard, make A’Yao join our team too.”

Bo Jin nodded silently, looking at Gu Qing with a double meaning: “Exercise is beneficial for enhancing husband-husband relationship.”

Gu Qing: “…”

Glancing at the looming red marks on Gu Qing’s collar, Jing Xi pretended not to understand: “…”

---

When Chi Yao got up, Bo Jin and Gu Qing were making breakfast for the family in the kitchen, while Jing Xi was feeding a litter of big and small cats under the corridor in the backyard.

He walked over, sat beside him, picked one up, and held it in his arms.

“Dad asked me to call you for breakfast.”

“Mm.”

Jing Xi stroked Peanut’s chin, turning to look at him: “Father accompanied Dad for morning exercise this morning.”

Chi Yao ruffled Potato’s cat head: “Oh.”

Jing Xi hinted: “Father said exercising together is beneficial for enhancing relationship.”

Chi Yao scoffed: “Listen to his nonsense.”

Jing Xi: “Their state today is much better than yesterday.”

Chi Yao looked at him: “You sure the exercise he talked about and the exercise you talk about are the same thing?”

Jing Xi: “…”

He forcibly pulled back to the previous topic: “Do you want to come together tomorrow?”

Chi Yao: “No.”

Refused very decisively.

Jing Xi: “No room for negotiation at all?”

Chi Yao patted his head: “The kind without getting out of bed can be considered.”

Jing Xi: “…”

---

At the dining table, seeing Gu Qing talking and laughing with the sons, Bo Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

This state was normal.

Seeing Chi Yao eating happily, Jing Xi felt a bit happy yet a bit sour: “Dad’s cooking skills are really good.”

Gu Qing saw through his thoughts and chuckled: “Recipes are very simple. If you want to learn, I’ll teach you.”

Jing Xi: “Mm!”

Lord Major General was about to lay hands on the kitchen again.

Chi Yao momentarily didn’t know whose stomach to pity, smiling bitterly: “Act according to ability; we don’t expect you to be a master chef.”

Jing Xi looked at the sandwich and vegetable salad on the table, confident: “These don’t look hard; I should be able to learn.”

Seeing his own father diligently peeling eggs for Dad, Chi Yao suddenly thought of something.

“Two days ago I went with the old man to sit in on the Major Crimes Unit. Heard people there say an omega from the Jin family is chasing Father very tightly, sending food and flowers every day. True or false?”

Bo Jin’s hand shook; the peeled egg fell on the table and rolled away.

“…”

“Jin family?”

Gu Qing glanced at Bo Jin, “I remember the youngest of their generation is married too, right?”

Chi Yao: “I heard he is only 24, younger than me.”

“Oh, next generation. So young.”

Gu Qing smiled, exerted force with his hand, and the ketchup in the sandwich overflowed, sliding down slowly like blood plasma.

Bo Jin: “…”

He glared at Chi Yao. Just coaxed the person well, don’t stir up trouble again.

“Don’t know him, never spoke, never accepted things.”

Bo Jin cleared himself completely with one sentence, taking another egg to peel.

Chi Yao held back laughter, looking at Gu Qing.

“If this Jin kid refuses to give up, what plans do you have?”

Bo Jin unconsciously looked over too.

Last night Gu Qing said “prepare early.” He was also curious what preparations the other party would make if this really happened.

Gu Qing sipped coffee slowly: “Of course humane destruction. People willing to be the third party aren’t qualified to live.”

Bo Jin: “…”

Chi Yao/Jing Xi: “…”

So ruthless.

Gu Qing put down the cup, smiling: “I’m joking.”

Bo Jin: “…”

Chi Yao/Jing Xi: “…”

Didn’t sound like a joke.

---

Early the next morning, Jing Xi woke up on time.

Chi Yao felt heat on his lips and heard a sigh.

“Have to eat Dads’ dog food again.”

Chi Yao: “…”

Hearing the door close a moment later, Chi Yao got out of bed and walked to the balcony.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window, just saw the morning exercise team walking out of the courtyard gate.

Family of three all tall with long legs, especially two legion commanders. Even in inconspicuous sportswear, couldn’t hide their powerful aura.

Dad looked thin, but standing beside them wasn’t inferior at all.

Good thing this was the military district. If these three exercised in a normal residential area, they would be surrounded daily.

Dad and Father seemed to have attracting magnetic fields; didn’t run far before sticking together. Jing Xi jogged alone behind them, looking particularly pitiful.

Xiao Hei: 【Truly sad to hear, tears for the smeller.】

Chi Yao: “…”

Jing Xi running far away seemed to sense something, turned back to look, but only saw slightly swaying curtains.

---

Early the third morning, Chi Yao woke up when there was movement beside him.

Heat on lips, hearing a light sigh by his ear, Chi Yao understood almost instantly.

—Another day of eating dog food.

Chi Yao: “…”

Hearing Jing Xi getting up, Chi Yao reached out to grab him, opening eyes slowly.

Jing Xi: “Woke you?”

Chi Yao: “If you don’t like being with Dad and them, split routes from them. Or exercising in the home gym works too.”

Jing Xi shook his head: “Feeling of family teaming up is not bad.”

Chi Yao: “…”

They teamed up; you are just a lightbulb.

Jing Xi leaned over and kissed his forehead: “You continue sleeping.”

After speaking, went to wash up very decisively.

After the person left, Chi Yao opened his eyes irritably, staring at the ceiling.

Couldn’t sleep anymore.

---

By the fifth day, hearing the door close, Chi Yao couldn’t lie still.

He tossed and turned, turned and tossed, just couldn’t sleep.

Walking to the balcony, seeing the three warming up and leaving as usual, Chi Yao cleared his throat.

Jing Xi looked towards him: “Why are you up?”

Chi Yao leaned against the railing with arms crossed: “Weather is nice today.”

Jing Xi’s lips curled up: “Suitable for morning exercise.”

A moment later, Chi Yao watched the two old folks sticking together jogging ten meters away, whispering to Jing Xi: “Following behind them every day, how did you persist?”

Jing Xi: “Without them, there wouldn’t be you. Just relying on this one belief to hang on.”

Chi Yao: “…”

You’re really something.

Ahead, Bo Jin turned around, seeing two sons whispering closely following from afar, eyes unconsciously dyed with a smile.

This home, finally looked like a home.

Arriving at the training area, Chi Yao disliked the equipment for being boring, pulling Jing Xi to spar with him.

Usually lovey-dovey, once fighting, it was life or death; neither saved face for the other.

Gu Qing finished a set of rehab movements, took the towel Bo Jin handed to wipe sweat, looking at the two fighting over there, somewhat envious.

“If two alphas, no concerns. So good.”

Bo Jin stood beside him: “Need to be evenly matched in strength too.”

Gu Qing: “Sparring at this intensity, no wonder A’Yao can maintain his figure despite being lazy.”

Bo Jin lowered his eyes slightly to look at him: “Want to practice?”

Gu Qing’s eyes flashed: “Can I?”

“Your bodily functions haven’t fully recovered yet.” Seeing the light in his eyes dim, Bo Jin took his hand, “But if intensity isn’t too high, shouldn’t be a big problem.”

Gu Qing smiled lightly: “Then please guide me more, Husband.”

---

The hardest part of waking up early was the process from opening eyes to getting out of bed. After actually getting up, Chi Yao didn’t feel that uncomfortable.

After a hearty fight, Chi Yao returned home for a quick shower, feeling physically and mentally refreshed.

Jing Xi came out of another bathroom drying his hair.

“How does morning exercise feel?”

Chi Yao: “Not bad.”

Jing Xi nodded slowly: “I checked just now; weather this month is very good.”

Chi Yao: “…”