Exclusive Possession – CH 036

Chapter 36.

“Miss, are you sure this will be alright?” Morin asked me timidly, glancing back at Mu Xian’s door as she asked.

I glanced at him: “If you’re scared, go back.”

He immediately wilted and followed behind me in silence.

That day, Mu Xian made the bold statement that he would “never be separated from me for 24 hours.” I was both moved and uneasy. Just as I was about to say something, he fainted. According to Morin’s diagnosis, it was due to overwork, and he was fine.

To prevent Mu Xian from “holding the young lady too roughly” after waking up, Morin used a closed therapy, giving Mu Xian a sedative to ensure 50 consecutive hours of sleep. This would allow his mental energy to recover, and with the mild effect of his mental energy, the wounds could also heal. However, he should not overexert himself, and full recovery would take at least another half month.

After Mu Xian fell asleep, Mop came over and casually mentioned that Adop and the others were injured. I remembered how Adop had been carelessly tossed out of the cabin by Yi Pucheng like a straw, and I was a little worried, so I decided to go visit him. Mu Xian might be angry that I was seeing other men when he woke up, but I still wanted to go, and besides, I had been cooped up in the cabin long enough.

Morin was naturally unwilling, but he was even less willing to let me go alone, so he had no choice but to become an accomplice.

The medical pod was spacious, neatly arranged with beds, each separated by white curtains. We found out that Adop was bed was around the corner, quite secluded, and there was no one else around. The white curtains were completely drawn, and Morin asked, “Is he sleeping?”

We walked over, and Morin lifted a corner of the curtain. What greeted us was a pair of snow-white buttocks, lying prone on the hospital bed; a thick, dark thing was being thrust in and out of them.

I stared in disbelief. Morin gasped and forcefully pulled the curtain down. But even that one glance was enough to force me to see the woman’s full, curvaceous body, Adop’s trousers half-pulled down to his knees, and his handsome face, which looked slightly tense and restless.

“Ah!” A scream came from inside, followed by the rustling sound of clothes being put on. Adop’s embarrassed voice came through: “Miss, Morin, wait a minute…”

Morin stood there, motionless, perhaps on the verge of collapse. I was also terrified—what if Mu Xian found out what I had seen…

“Do not tell anyone about this!” I said in a low voice, and Morin nodded with a mournful face. My heart was in turmoil, and the image of Mu Xian’s thing, grotesque and thick, suddenly appeared in my mind.

Just then, the curtain was pulled back, and a nurse in white ran quickly away with her back to us. Adop, leaning back in bed, the blanket pulled up to his waist, still looked visibly embarrassed. He asked, “Miss, did you need something?”

I knew Mu Xian’s fleet did not have women, but the fortress border guards did. The nurse from earlier was probably from the fortress, helping out. I just did not expect Adop to have such a wild side.

My face was still burning, but I smiled and said, “It’s nothing; I just came to see you.”

Adop was very touched and thanked him repeatedly. Seeing his sincere expression, my embarrassment vanished. After chatting for a while, he also inquired about Mu Xian’s injuries.

When saying goodbye to Adop, he hesitated for a moment and said, “Miss, will you be able to come again tomorrow?”

I was somewhat surprised, while Morin looked wary.

But then Adop said, “Half of my flight squadron and Marines were lost in this battle, and a third of them, like me, are lying in the medical bay. They would be honored to receive your encouragement, Miss.”

I immediately agreed, and Morin did not object either.

**

Two days later, Mu Xian woke up. At the time, Mop was reviewing postwar military reports, while Morin and I were watching a popular local TV drama series recommended by Adop’s nurse girlfriend.

Just as I was engrossed in watching, my waist suddenly tightened, and I was lifted up. I trembled with fright and turned around to see Mu Xian standing tall and imposing, his clear and handsome eyes fixed on me.

My heart leaped with joy: “Are you all better?”

He nodded, a faint smile appearing in his eyes, then suddenly turned around, picked me up, and carried me to the bed.

“You all go out first,” he said to Mop and Morin without turning his head. I froze instantly.

“etc!”

“etc!”

Two voices rang out at the same time; it was me and Mop.

Mu Xian stopped in his tracks, glanced down at me, his gaze thoughtful. I felt uncomfortable under his gaze, but he had already turned to look at Mop.

Mop coughed twice and replied, “Commander, these are the fleet casualty reports and defense arrangement logs. You said before you went to sleep that you wanted to see them as soon as you woke up.”

Mu Xian’s expression froze for a moment, and his arms holding me suddenly tightened—but he quickly let go and let me land, his handsome face returning to calm.

I felt a sense of relief, knowing I would not have to be alone with him in bed. Just as I was about to pull away, he suddenly turned his head, his warm lips brushing against my forehead before moving on. The kiss seemed somewhat restrained and controlled, yet it also felt like he was comforting me. My heart fluttered slightly as he strode towards his desk.

However, once he got into work mode, Mu Xian became completely focused. His lowered face was gentle and refined; his dark, clear eyes and arched eyebrows were striking. After he finished his work, ate, and took a shower, more than ten hours had passed. He looked exhausted, and only after sitting down on the sofa with me in his arms did he seem to relax. He did not ask to “clear the room” again. I found it somewhat amusing; I guessed he was willing but unable to do so.

“Commander…” Morin mustered his courage and handed over a stack of documents. “According to the plan, we should be returning home today. However, there are more than twenty groups of people waiting to see you. There are His Majesty the Emperor’s special envoys, officials from the Ministry of Defense, and local nobles from the Wasteland… I’ve turned down everyone I could, but these will not do. In addition, the banquet celebrating the Imperial Army’s victory over the mercenaries is already scheduled for next month.”

Mu Xian frowned immediately; I was annoyed, too. Mop suddenly interjected, “If the commander does not want to deal with these things, he should not go back yet.”

“Then where to go? Stay in the fortress? It’s suffocating,” Morin asked.

Mop thought for a moment and said, “We can go to the Softan asteroid.”

I instantly perked up and sat up straight, looking at Mop. Mu Xian turned his head and whispered in my ear, “Want to go?” His warm breath made my ears burn.

I nodded. The Softan asteroid was a legacy left by Mu Xian’s mother. The last time Morin showed me a video of that beautiful asteroid, I longed to see it.

Mop added, “It’s summer there now, perfect for the commander to recuperate. Besides, the Fifth Fleet is stationed in that nearby star system. There will not be any security issues. If you agree, I can send the robotic guards over to prepare first.”

For a long time, I thought that of the two robots, Morin was more willing to play the matchmaker, while Mop mostly stayed within his role. It was not until a few days later, after we left Softan, that I reflected carefully and realized that Mop, when playing matchmaker, was truly subtle and decisive—if he had not arranged this trip, I would never had been so quickly and completely devoured by Mu Xian again, and from then on, he would had naturally indulged me every night, eventually making it a habit…

**

That evening, before our fighter jets jumped away, a little incident occurred. Adop and several young pilots, having heard the news of our departure, came to see us off, carrying a small, exquisite model of a fighter jet.

Mu Xian asked Adop, “A new model?”

Adop quickly said no, and handed the model to me: “Miss, this is a small gift that all the pilots made by hand for you. We hope you like it.”

I took the model and instinctively looked at Mu Xian. His gaze lingered on my face, deep and unfathomable.

As we boarded the fighter jet, Mu Xian remained expressionless, while Mop leaned close to his ear and whispered something. I knew he was definitely talking about what happened that day.

That day, I promised Adop I would visit the wounded, but somehow the news came that almost all the pilots had gone to the infirmary. What I had intended as a visit between friends turned into an event where “the commander’s fiancée made a special trip to comfort all the pilots.” I was not exactly a good talker, and I was incredibly embarrassed. All I could do was nod, smile, shake hands, and offer some polite words of encouragement. But it was clear that the young pilots were very excited and grateful.

So they only sent this gift today?

At this moment, Mu Xian turned to look at me, his gaze dark and unreadable.

I remained silent at first, believing I had not done anything wrong. But he kept staring at me in silence, and I could not take it anymore, so I asked him calmly, “Is there a problem?”

He picked me up from my seat and held me in his arms, saying, “Thank you for visiting me.”

I did not expect him to say that, and a warm feeling welled up inside me. I smiled and said, “You are welcome.”

He stared at me, his gaze becoming intense, and I could no longer smile. He removed our masks and lowered his head to kiss me. The cabin was quiet; Mop and Morin sat silently in the front cabin, the only sound our slightly rapid breathing.

After a long while, he finally let go, pulled me into his arms, and said, “I must be here next time. No handshakes, no standing too close, no physical contact whatsoever.”

**

The plane came to a stop on an endless expanse of lush green grass. As I took in the view, I felt almost suffocated.

The sky was a deep blue, but the clouds were orange-red, like red lanterns floating in the air. The tree trunks were green, a fresh and delicate green, while the leaves were multicolored. From a distance, each tree looked like a beautiful woman in a floral dress.

A flock of plump, pale yellow birds flew overhead, cooing softly, while a pack of white puppies lay on the hillside, staring blankly at us. In the distance lay a lake, its waters a deep, dark blue. Something shimmered and sparkled on the bottom, like countless stars that had sunk to the depths of the sky.

But none of that surprised me the most.

I looked at the familiar house floating in mid-air: “This is…?”

Morin explained smugly, “Our home’s equipped with a faster-than-light jump engine. Wherever you are, that’s where our home is.” He did not mean anything by it, but it warmed my heart. I subconsciously turned my head to look at Mu Xian, but he was looking straight ahead with a slight frown.

I followed his gaze and looked over—it was the white, chubby, blue-eyed, short-legged puppies with white fur at the door of the house.

So cute…

“The selection has already been made,” Mop’s calm voice rang out. “They are all females.”

Mu Xian’s brows relaxed instantly. I looked at him expectantly, and he smiled slightly. His dark eyebrows and eyes looked like an ink painting in the afterglow of the setting sun, vivid and striking.

“Let Morin go with you.”

I suddenly realized—he did not want to approach the other females. But they looked so small; the biggest was no bigger than a football, and the smallest was only the size of my palm. Never mind him, though; Morin and I excitedly ran towards the pack of puppies.

They were not afraid of people, tilting their heads to look at us, barking like babies. Morin brought some food, and they quickly gained our trust. They started licking my leather shoes and Morin’s metal toes. Morin chuckled, pretending to be ticklish and rolling around on the ground. The dozen or so puppies all froze, then simultaneously lay down and copied Morin, rolling around and acting spoiled. I laughed out loud, wanting to roll around too, but remembering Mu Xian was right behind me, I could not bring myself to did it.

Looking back, I saw two deck chairs placed in front of a house not far from us, where Mu Xian and Mop were sitting. Sunlight streamed in, and Mu Xian’s face shone like jade in the golden light. I could not see his expression, but I could feel his gaze intently following me.

That distant gaze suddenly made me nervous. It felt as if he was watching my every move, every smile and frown.

“Miss, they are so clever. They can imitate whatever you do. Give it a try,” Morin said excitedly.

“Hmm.” If Mu Xian had not been behind me, I would definitely have done a clumsy Gangnam Style dance, letting the puppies bounce around with me. But now, I could only squat down, shake hands with them, salute, and make faces, behaving like a lady. They were really smart; they learned in no time. Although there was no Gangnam Style dance, watching a bunch of chubby puppies roll around first and then make faces at you together felt pretty good, too.

We were probably having so much fun that Mop got caught up in it, too. He was unusually lively, and he and Morin started rolling around and dancing together. The puppies all started imitating him, and I could not help but laugh so hard I almost cried.

Turning around unintentionally, I saw Mu Xian holding a cup of tea, quietly sipping it, his eyes still fixed on us. The sunlight had already retreated to the back of the house, and the place where he sat was shrouded in a large expanse of dark shadow, looking cool and quiet, as if it were another world.

Suddenly, I could not laugh anymore.

Looking at his black hair and tall, imposing figure, a pang of heartache welled up inside me. I did not know where this heartache came from; perhaps it was from seeing him force himself to command the battle these past few days, or perhaps it was because he could only sit alone at a distance because of his “loyalty” and could not come closer to me… Suddenly, I had an impulse to go to his side and kiss him.

I steeled myself and walked towards him step by step, my face growing hotter and hotter. Gradually, his features became clearer. His gaze was gentle at first, but slowly surprise appeared.

I walked up to him and looked down at him. His face was fair and clean, and his lips were dark red and full.

“Are you feeling unwell?” he asked, frowning, and shifted his body as if trying to stand up.

“Do not move.” I heard my own voice, low and trembling.

He paused, his gaze growing increasingly serious and sharp.

I was so nervous I could not speak, so I lowered my head and kissed him.

I quickly captured his lips with mine, my tongue slipping inside to lick them. His tongue seemed not to have reacted yet, frozen in place. This reaction immediately made me hesitant, and I pulled away abruptly, ending the kiss hastily. I stiffly straightened up, looking at him awkwardly and… expectantly.

I looked up and met his dark eyes. His gaze was indescribable: frozen, knowing, moved… And finally, only a bottomless blackness remained, burning and sharp.

I heard my own heart pounding rapidly and hurriedly turned my head to avoid his piercing gaze. But to my surprise, I found the grass over there also quiet. Mop, Morin, and the puppies were all turned and staring blankly in our direction.

So…they all saw me kiss Mu Xian?

I felt like I was a piece of red-hot iron, both hot and stiff…

“Ah!” Morin suddenly exclaimed. I was stunned and saw at least seven or eight puppies leap up and pounce on his face at the same time.

“Hey, do not lick me! Ah! Do not lick my lips! This is my first kiss!” Morin cried out in a sob. Mop laughed loudly beside him, and as a result, the other dogs also pounced on his face at the same time, but he quickly swatted them away.

I suddenly realized and burst out laughing—the puppies must have seen me kiss Mu Xian, so they imitated me and went to kiss Morin! He was really suffering, an innocent victim; his face would be covered in drool in a moment, and I wonder if he would short-circuit…

“Ah!” My waist tightened, and I was lifted into the air, falling into Mu Xian’s arms—I was so focused on looking at Morin that I forgot I had just kissed him…

He placed me on his lap, a faint blush rising on my fair cheeks, as if I had applied rouge… adorable. His dark eyes were deep, yet clear and piercing, as if bathed in gentle moonlight.

“You are willing.”

I was still laughing, but when I heard that, my face burned—did he mean I wanted to be with him? At that moment, he pressed the back of my head and kissed me hard.

**

When Morin came to call me for dinner, I looked up from Mu Xian’s arms, my lips already red and swollen from his kisses. Morin looked like he was trying not to laugh, and I smiled back at him: “Morin, your lips are swollen too.” He froze, then rushed into the house to look in the mirror.

I was laughing so hard when I turned around and saw Mu Xian staring at me with dark eyes, no smile on his face. That look made me inexplicably uneasy, but when we went inside to eat, he returned to normal, his expression indifferent. So I did not pay much attention to it.

After dinner, Mop took the robots to set up defenses on the perimeter, while Morin started cleaning the house. Mu Xian glanced at me and said, “Go take a shower.” I guessed that he had given me this special instruction because I had been holding a puppy, and I still smelled. So I did as he said and went into the bathroom in the master bedroom.

The bathtub was steaming hot, and I nestled comfortably inside, not wanting to get up. Thinking of the moved expression on Mu Xian’s face when I asked him what happened, I felt a pang of heartache. I thought we could continue to get along like this, that I could let go of the past and slowly accept him completely. We had a new beginning.

Just then, I heard the locked door click softly. I froze, slowly turned around, and saw Mu Xian walk in.

His tall, naked body was still wet with water droplets, his short, damp black hair clung to his forehead, and his fair skin had a slight red tinge from being washed with hot water. Between his long, straight legs, something clumsy, thick, and dark-colored stood erect…

Those beautiful, dark eyes stared at me through the light mist in the bathroom, as if shimmering with a hazy glow. I stared at him blankly. He spoke, his voice low and strained: “I’m ready. Are you done?”

【Mop and Morin’s Three-Person Mini-Theater】
When Mu Xian was ten years old, he was recognized as a member of the royal family, and the royal family sent him two advanced robots.
Mu Xian held the instruction manual and entered the personality model of the first robot: calm, brave, reserved, decisive…
When entering the second one, Prince Mu suddenly felt a bit bored. Referring to the personality model chart, he selected traits completely different from the first: lively, timid, naive, narcissistic…
A few days later, Commander Mu Zhen (his mother) returned home. At that time, Mop was discussing multi-column long-distance jump flight tactics with Mu Xian, while Morin… Morin was happily planting sweet potatoes in the garden, carrying a hoe, her flat, metallic face looking like a freshly fried egg in the sunlight.
Commander Mu Zhen frowned, pointing to the robot outside the window that was taking one step and hopping two: “What’s that?”
Mu Xian raised his eyes indifferently: “My robot butler.” He paused and said, “With him around, it’s quite lively.”
Mu Zhen glanced at the desolate home where she and her son had relied on each other for many years and remained silent.