My boyfriend is not a human being? It’s over. I love him even more!

Chapter 120: Twenty-seventh Extra (Part )

Chu Xiang really touched his head, curved her brows, and smiled gently.

Chu Xiaoman looks very well-behaved now, but what he said could make his father angry to death, "Mom, let's kick Dad out and live together, okay?"

Twenty-Seven once said that this was his territory, and Chu Xiaoman only had a temporary right to live there, but when Twenty-Seven grew old, Chu Xiaoman would one day take over this territory.

Chu Xiang asked: "Why did you kick Dad out?"

Chu Xiaoman said nothing.

He and Twenty-Seven are secretly competing with each other. It is impossible for two males to exist in the same territory at the same time. The only reason why he and his father can live in peace now is because of Chu Xiang.

Chu Xiang held the child in her arms, with a smile in her eyes, "Xiao Man, this family is complete because of you, Dad, and me."

This is also the origin of Xiaoman's name.

Chu Xiaoman thought to herself, mother was wrong, this family is complete because of mother.

They are not a normal human family, but Chu Xiaoman and his father are tacitly pretending to be one.

Chu Xiang's hand, which was coated with ointment, touched the little tail and gently applied the cooling medicine on the wound. According to his physique, all injuries would be gone when he woke up tomorrow morning.

Chu Xiaoman moved his tail and squinted his eyes comfortably. "Dad told mom not to know that I have a tail, and mom told me not to let dad know that mom has actually discovered my tail. Why is that?"

"Well..." Chu Xiang raised the corner of his lips and showed a very evil smile, "He has a secret from me, so I have a secret from him. Don't you think this is a very interesting thing?"

Chu Xiaoman was still young and didn't understand the love between husband and wife, so of course she couldn't understand what he said.

Twenty-seven stayed in the kitchen and washed the dishes that Chu Xiaoman had not washed cleanly. Of course, Chu Xiaoman must not know about this. If Chu Xiaoman knew about it, he would just do the dishes perfunctorily in the future.

After he finished everything, he came to the door of the children's bedroom. In the warm wall lamp, he saw Chu Xiaoman lying on the bed and asleep.

Chu Xiaoman needs to fight with his father every day to consume his energy, so he sleeps soundly every night without grinning. The child's white and soft face looks a little cute at this time.

His wife gently covered the child with the quilt and stroked the child's cheek with one hand. Her eyes were focused. When she noticed the person standing at the door, she raised her head and smiled in the light. There was a magic that could make even an alien feel at ease.

Twenty-Seven couldn't help but relax his body and stretched out his hand towards her.

The door to the children's bedroom closed softly. Now it was their time.

They entered the soundproof bathroom together in tacit understanding. Even though the two of them finally lay together in the calm bathtub, under the water, the exosomes were still entangled in the gurgling water.

Ever since Chu Xiaoman was born, Twenty-Seven has been restraining his reproductive limbs. Reproduction in human society is different from what he had imagined before. Before this offspring is born, he and his partner need to prepare a lot of parenting space to ensure that the child is safe.
Twenty-Seven's kisses continued to fall on her neck and shoulders, and it was obvious that he was still not satisfied.

Chu Xiang leaned in his arms as if dozing off, enjoying herself lazily, "Today, a base facility next to our headquarters exploded, so our meeting ended early. I heard from them that it was done by the radicals again." At the beginning, the radicals were unorganized and had no discipline to make trouble. They thought that as long as they did this, everyone could hear their voices and fight for the greatest rights and interests. However, randomly selecting targets without any purpose will only make neutral people hate them.

I don't know when they became organized and disciplined, and every time they make trouble, it becomes a big headache for the conservatives in the alliance. Intelligence reveals that a mysterious person is organizing them to fight against the alliance, and it seems that the infighting among humans will soon turn into a war.

Fortunately, there are still moderates in the middle who are trying their best to maintain stability. Chu Xiang currently works for the "Ocean Star" organization. She tries to work with others to find a way to make up for the genetic defects of fourth-class citizens, or at least help them prolong their lifespan.

In just a few years, the social welfare that fourth-class citizens can enjoy seems to have improved, but this is far from enough. They cannot enjoy the best medical resources, and in order to survive, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be used as consumables to develop dangerous planets.

In the past, the purpose of people's voyages was to find a second planet that could be habitable for humans. Once the second planet was discovered, the third, fourth, and so on would follow.

Chu Xiang stirred the water and whispered, "Why do humans always have to look for new planets and plunder their resources? We only had the blue planet before, and we lived well there, didn't we?"

"Desire will never have an upper limit, and greed will never end." Twenty-Seven held her hand, interlocked their fingers, leaned on her shoulder, and pressed his slightly cold lips against her ear. His breath made her feel a little itchy, "Xiangxiang, this is a situation we can't change."

Therefore, the war between radicals and conservatives will always be fought.

The moderates want to maintain a balance between the two, which is nothing more than a yearning for beauty in the hearts of human beings. In the end, all they can do is to treat the wounded and provide a shelter for as many people as possible.

The war between humans will only end when a new order is established. But when new interest relations emerge, who can guarantee that there will not be new wars?
Chu Xiang leaned back, leaned on her husband's chest, and sighed softly.

She knew very well that by joining the moderate faction and doing things with them, she could only delay the outbreak of the war, but Twenty-Seven would never say that she was doing useless work. He recognized her efforts for the vision in her heart.

In contrast, Chu Xiang never asked Twenty-Seven what he did when he disappeared inexplicably.

Just as Twenty-Seven said, the current problem is not something that the two of them can solve. It may take decades or even hundreds of years for a relatively fair social order to emerge, and by that time, it will have nothing to do with them.

Chu Xiang raised her eyes, and in the misty light, she met her husband's dark and deep eyes. After a moment, she smiled and said, "I want to sleep."

Twenty-Seven smiled, "Well, let's go to bed."

He carried them out of the bathtub, wiped their bodies with a dry towel, put on their pajamas, and tiptoed back to their bedroom.

The lights went out and the room became dark.

Chu Xiang was held in someone's arms, and she whispered, "Twenty-seven, good night."

He kissed the top of her head, "Goodnight."

They hugged each other and fell asleep together.

No one knows what the next day will look like after opening their eyes, but it is definitely right to fall asleep with the mentality that “tomorrow will be a beautiful day”.

(End of this chapter)