novelraw Chapter 21 Squeezing in for warmth
Chapter 21 Squeezing in for warmth
Wen Shumu's face flushed red and then turned pale, as if he was thinking about some scene that couldn't be broadcast.
Fortunately, Ling Suyu was also looking at the narrow bed and didn't notice Wen Shumu's changing expression.
He turned around and rummaged through the closet, but couldn't find any extra blankets or pillows.
After closing the cabinet door, Ling Suyu pointed the terminal at the hotel brochure on the table and initiated a call to the hotel that owns the thatched cottage.
After the call connected, a proper male voice came from the other end: "Hello, this is the front desk of the Atakala Lake Resort Hotel. How can I help you?"
Ling Suyu's voice was cool and deep: "The thatched huts here need an extra blanket."
Upon hearing that it was a thatched hut, a commotion immediately arose from the other side.
Everyone on Fumeng Star is watching the "Star Journey of Love" live stream, so they all know that Marshal Ling lives there. This familiar voice also proves that it is the call sent by him!
The receptionist's previously calm tone began to rise, becoming noticeably excited: "It's Marshal Ling! We'll bring it to you right away."
Ling Suyu thanked him and was about to hang up when he overheard the receptionist exchanging a few words with the person next to her.
"Ah... I'm sorry, Your Excellency Marshal." The staff member suddenly changed his mind and said awkwardly, "It's currently the peak tourist season, and there's a large flow of tourists. Our hotel is short of supplies. We don't have any extra blankets at the moment, and the staff member in charge of delivery has a fever and is on leave. We're short-staffed, and the other staff members can't leave for the time being."
Ling Suyu: "..."
They completely underestimated the hearing of top-tier Alphas. Ling Suyu had clearly heard Ke Mo's voice just now, and heard it perfectly clearly.
Ke Mo instructed the front desk not to provide any extra conveniences for the guests, saying that the couple could keep warm by squeezing in together.
Since it was the production team's request, Ling Suyu had no choice but to give up.
Wen Shumu leaned closer: "Brother, why do we need an extra blanket?"
Ling Suyu's eyes held a hint of helplessness: "The bed is too small. If we both sleep on the bed, you probably won't sleep well. I'll sleep on the floor."
Wen Shumu quickly shook his head: "It gets cold here at night, we'll catch a cold sleeping on the floor. We should be able to squeeze in and sleep. I'm used to sleeping on my side, it won't bother me!"
He genuinely didn't want Ling Suyu to sleep on the floor; he truly had no romantic thoughts whatsoever.
Perhaps for the sake of convenience, the floor of the thatched hut was covered with modern tiles, which were mopped clean and shiny, and it was possible to sleep on the floor. However, the forest was cold at night, so sleeping there for a day might be fine, but they were going to stay there for three nights.
Ling Suyu didn't think that much about it. He was worried that Wen Shumu wouldn't be able to rest properly, so he suggested that he sleep on the floor.
Having fought for many years, he had encountered far worse environments than this, and he could sleep in trees under the open sky and on the ground, so he didn't care about this.
He was thinking about other things.
The expression in those icy blue eyes that were gazing at Wen Shumu was unreadable.
Does the little one really want to sleep with him?
Suddenly, the image of his first night back on the Imperial Star flashed through his mind, when Wen Shumu timidly asked him if he wanted to sleep together.
Ling Suyu's gaze grew increasingly complicated. Did Wen Shumu already like him back then?
If that's the case, didn't his proposal of that divorce agreement already hurt Xiaomu?
Wen Shumu was a little uneasy as Alpha didn't reply.
He was about to say something to break the awkward atmosphere when he heard Ling Suyu say in a deep voice, "Okay."
[Help! I was so engrossed in watching that I forgot to post a comment.]
They're both thinking of each other...
[It's confirmed! The Marshal's wife does indeed call the Marshal "brother"!]
[Waaaaah, your "brother" voice sounds so natural and sweet, can't I just accept this sweetness?]
The child is really hungry.
[I still feel something's not right. If they were really a married couple, the Marshal wouldn't need an extra blanket; he could just sleep cuddling.]
[What did you hear upstairs? The Marshal already explained; the bed was too small, and he was worried Wen Shumu wouldn't sleep well, after all, he's a pampered young master.]
To be honest, I haven't seen anything spoiled about Mumu so far. Most people would complain about living in a house like this, but I've never heard him grumble. Besides, he refused Teacher Chu's invitation to switch rooms, and he was worried that Marshal would catch a cold sleeping on the floor, so he was willing to squeeze in with him to sleep.
I think so too.
[They've even called for Mumu? Someone's already willing to be a dog for the nobility so quickly? It just goes to show how good it is to be powerful and influential.]
They were stating a fact; attacking them with such words only makes you seem sour and tasteless.
Inside the production crew's mobile home, Ke Mo sat in front of a monitor, observing the guests.
As a somewhat introverted person, he was the chief director of such a large program. He not only had to advance the program flow and arrange various tasks, but also interact with the guests. He was exhausted by the end of the day.
I finally have some free time to check the comments, but they're still arguing.
The only thing that could comfort him was that someone finally recognized Wen Shumu's good qualities.
Everyone says Wen Shumu is a pampered young master, but in Ke Mo's heart, producer Ying is the one.
Ying Xingfei barely showed up all day. After landing on Fumeng Star, he got into the RV and never came down again.
Ke Mo didn't expect him to do anything, just not to cause trouble.
He rubbed his temples. Although he was very tired, there was still one more thing to do, so he couldn't rest immediately.
Ying Xingfei suddenly walked over in flip-flops and handed Ke Mo a cue card.
"These are the questions for the interview later."
When he spoke, his voice was surprisingly magnetic, like that of a male radio host.
Ke Mo was surprised that Ying Xingfei was actually working, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
He took it and looked at it; it was actually quite well done.
Ke Mo felt unusually at ease and said with a smile, "Very good, thank you for your hard work."
Ying Xingfei looked at him for a while with his eyes half-hidden under his bangs, then lowered his gaze and responded softly.
*
Dinner was delivered by the production crew.
This is also the last time the production team will serve them; from now on, they will have to take care of their own food.
After finishing his meal and digesting his food, Wen Shumu opened his suitcase, rummaged through his pajamas, and prepared to change into them after taking a shower.
Seeing his actions, Ling Suyu got up and closed the ventilation window.
At that moment, the terminal suddenly lit up, and Kemo's 3D projection appeared in front of them, telling them not to change their clothes yet.
Even though the guests are all good-looking, they still need to be styled before appearing on the show. Even experts in the field of mecha manufacturing, Chu Zhao and Ludwig, were provided with stylists by the production team.
According to the director, there should be some other schedules where he will need to appear on camera.
Wen Shumu had originally planned to turn off the camera, but now he had no choice but to put the pajamas he had taken out on the bed first.
While waiting for the interview, Wen Shumu sat down on the small sofa and counted the money on his fingers: "This thatched hut only costs 200 credits a night, so we don't need to skimp on food."
Ling Suyu hummed in agreement. He stood by the window, a certain distance from Wen Shumu.
He rarely spoke first, but he would never let Wen Shumu's words fall to the ground; every word he uttered received a response.
"There are many rare plants here. The towering trees we saw on the way here are called Qifu trees. They only exist on Fumeng Star. They can reach a height of 100 meters and have a long lifespan. They like moisture and their leaves have serrated edges..." Ling Suyu moved a chair down and began to explain.
Before anyone knew it, Wen Shumu had moved over and sat at the foot of the bed, his eyes sparkling like stars as he looked at Ling Suyu, listening intently as the Alpha explained some new things to him.
Ling Suyu had been to many places during his military campaigns and knew a lot of things that were not recorded in travelogues, which Wen Shumu listened to with great interest.
The two were getting closer and closer, chatting casually, when suddenly the sound of wheels crushing branches and leaves came from outside the door.