Chapter 326: The Cub’s Strong Spiritual Power

Chapter 326: Chapter 326: The Cub’s Strong Spiritual Power

Seeing him staring at the Gugu meat, Shi Lan politely pushed some over. "You guys have some too."

Bai Feng immediately dug in, grabbing a piece. "Thanks, Miss Shi Lan."

Levito was practically coughing his throat raw beside him, but Bai Feng didn’t get the hint.

He was truly starving, his eyes fixed on the meat. He ate one piece and then went for a second, unable to stop himself from praising it. "This is delicious! When did the army chefs’ cooking suddenly get so much better?"

Levito was helpless. The Admiral’s glare was sharp enough to kill, but Bai Feng was oblivious, his eyes glued to the platter of meat.

Shi Lan, however, didn’t mind at all. She was actually quite happy to see someone else enjoying He Hanshi’s cooking as much as she did.

"Oh no," she explained, "the other dishes were made by the chefs. But this one, Han Shi made it specially for me because it’s my favorite."

The name ’Han Shi’ didn’t register with Bai Feng at first. After all, everyone usually addressed He Hanshi as Admiral He or simply Admiral; most had all but forgotten his given name.

He even nodded. "This chef, Han Shi, is pretty good..."

"COUGH COUGH..."

Levito finally choked on a mouthful of food. He hurriedly gulped down his soup and stomped on Bai Feng’s foot under the table.

The sharp pain from the kick finally snapped Bai Feng out of his ’starving-ghost’ trance.

He swallowed the food in his mouth, his chopsticks hovering over the Gugu meat as the realization slowly dawned on him.

’Oh god... This was the dish the Admiral personally cooked for his wife...’

’And I ate half of it.’

Bai Feng looked at the now-empty half of the platter facing him. He wanted nothing more than to feign ignorance as he had before, but the gaze from He Hanshi to his right felt tangible. The Admiral hadn’t said a word, yet Bai Feng felt he’d said everything.

’I’m so dead!’

In the end, Bai Feng couldn’t ignore it. He awkwardly retracted his chopsticks. "Haha, so the Admiral made it! No wonder it’s so delicious. The Admiral is truly an all-capable male."

His eyes darted around as he turned to Shi Lan. "Miss Shi Lan, you’re so fortunate to have married a male like the Admiral! He’s the most self-respecting man there is. In the army, he never gets too close to other females—never says more than a few words to any of them. His life is work, from the moment he wakes up to the moment he goes to sleep."

"Of course, that’s all secondary. The most important thing is that a male like the Admiral will absolutely love you for a lifetime."

"But you’re also outstanding, Miss Shi Lan. You two are a match made in heaven..."

Bai Feng chattered on, his survival instinct compelling him to lay on the praise. He could feel He Hanshi’s gaze soften; the sharp pressure from his right receded, the chill in the air dissipating and replaced with warmth.

Shi Lan was left speechless by his flood of compliments. She could only assume that He Hanshi’s cooking had truly won him over, and she encouraged him to eat more.

He breathed a silent sigh of relief, knowing he’d passed the test.

’Damn, who would’ve thought the Admiral was this kind of man? Training is already so busy and exhausting, yet he uses his break time to personally cook for his wife.’

’What a good, family-oriented male.’

But Bai Feng was secretly relieved. ’Good thing the Admiral only knows I ate the meat he made for his wife. He has no idea I once had designs on Shi Lan myself.’

He knew He Hanshi’s personality well enough not to dwell on that thought.

In the end, Shi Lan managed a few more pieces of the Gugu meat before it became too rich for her. The rest was left for Bai Feng to finish.

Seeing that Levito hadn’t eaten a single piece, Bai Feng kindly offered him one.

At first, Levito was reserved. ’The Admiral is already such a perfect and powerful male,’ he thought. ’How good could his cooking possibly be?’

But after one bite, he was fighting Bai Feng for the plate, scrambling for the last piece of meat.

Fortunately, He Hanshi had already led Shi Lan away.

Lunchtime was a rare break. He Hanshi took her for a post-meal walk to aid her digestion. They stayed within the base, and he deliberately avoided areas with many other males.

It wasn’t safe enough outside the base, and on top of that, it was cold. He had no intention of taking her out for long.

After about ten minutes of walking, Shi Lan started to feel drowsy. She linked her arm with He Hanshi’s, leaning listlessly against him. Her voice was soft with sleepiness. "I want to sleep."

"Alright. I’ll take Lanlan to my bedroom to sleep."

"Mmm-hmm."

Shi Lan had no objections, but just as she agreed, He Hanshi swept her up into his arms, one arm under her knees in a princess carry.

Perhaps it was a combination of complete trust in her partner and the dulling effects of sleepiness, but Shi Lan wasn’t startled. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck with practiced ease, resting her head against his solid chest.

If there was one major inconvenience Shi Lan had felt since becoming pregnant, it was the constant drowsiness.

Xiao Du had explained it to her: "The cub’s spiritual power is likely quite strong. The stronger a cub’s spiritual power, the greater the demand it places on the mother’s spiritual power. That’s why the body requires more sleep to replenish what’s being consumed."

’No wonder.’

Shi Lan thought with dawning comprehension. ’But that’s a good thing. And luckily, my spiritual power is strong. It should be more than enough for the cub.’

He Hanshi’s strides were long and steady as he carried Shi Lan. He quickly reached his bedroom, laid her gently on his bed, and helped her take off her shoes and the overcoat she’d put on earlier.

The military base was heated, and she also had her Red Crystal, so her overcoat wasn’t thick, but she wasn’t cold.

"Go to sleep, Lanlan."

Shi Lan shook her head slightly, but her hand unerringly found and hooked his fingers. "You should rest a little too, shouldn’t you?"

On this visit, she could see that the fatigue in He Hanshi’s eyes was even more pronounced.

He Hanshi didn’t refuse his partner’s invitation. He agreed softly, took off his jacket, and got into bed with her.

As the mattress dipped with his weight beside her, Shi Lan instinctively leaned toward him, snuggling into his warm embrace.

However, her old habit of being a light sleeper in unfamiliar beds seemed to kick in. Once she was in bed, she wasn’t quite so sleepy anymore. Then, remembering something, she placed her hand on his wrist.

"Let me treat you first."

Before He Hanshi could reply, she sent a spiritual power thread probing into his body.

A resigned smile touched He Hanshi’s lips, his gaze softening.

His wife was worried about him.

He complied, not daring to disturb her. Shi Lan was getting used to this—practice makes perfect, after all. The deep pacification from before had already restored He Hanshi’s collapse value to zero, so now, Basic Healing was all that was needed.

After about ten minutes, she also took a quick look inside his spirit sea.

’Good. I cleaned it out completely last time, so it didn’t spread into his spirit sea this time.’

The White Lion was still crouched beside the little mushroom. Pale green motes of light floated up from the mushroom, and the White Lion was happily wagging its tail, playfully batting at them.

When it sensed the entry of Shi Lan’s spiritual power thread, the White Lion’s blue eyes looked over. Its fluffy body immediately hopped up in excitement, and it began to circle the thread enthusiastically.

Shi Lan played with it for a few moments. Seeing that it was lively and healthy, she left, reassured.