Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself

Chapter 1009: Chapter 1022: Did Brother Junyang Get Triggered?

”Second Brother, what’s your thought? Shouldn’t we resist a little? After all, we have to maintain our tall and glorious image in front of those little brats down there. We can’t let one performance scatter the troops’ morale, right? I think we should consider this carefully. If necessary, we should unite some officers below Chief Guard and recommend it together.”

Mu Xingfeng put down the tablet in his hand and looked at Lin Junyang like he was an idiot. ”Do you think I need to?”

Lin Junyang slapped his forehead, ”Right, you’re about to become a Major General. Given your rank, getting promoted to a full regiment is no problem at all. Why would you need to prepare another program with us?”

Then he felt something was off, ”No, Second Brother, my old man said that your transfer order won’t come until September, which means you’re still at battalion level right now. Haha, indeed the heavens spare no one.”

As he said this, Lin Junyang laughed and hammered the sofa arm.

He was initially upset, but knowing Mu Xingfeng was keeping him company on the list, his mood suddenly improved.

Just think, having the Cold-faced Yama of the Nan’an Guard Team on stage is a once-in-a-century event.

Now, not only Mu Xingfeng, but An Ran’s gaze slowly shifted from pity to looking at him like he was an idiot.

”Honey, do you think Brother Yang is stimulated?”

”Hmm, seems like he’s quite stimulated,” Mu Xingfeng agreed, standing up and taking his wife’s hand to leave.

”Hey, Second Brother, I’m looking for you for something. Don’t you know you have to produce a program?” Lin Junyang stood up and followed them.

”A little program can’t stump me,” Mu Xingfeng said without looking back, then turned to An Ran, ”Honey, do you think I should sing or dance on stage? But, they require military spouses to perform too this time. Should we sing or dance together?”

”Then let’s dance. I feel we’re more in sync dancing,” An Ran couldn’t believe spouses had to perform too, but since she could perform on the same stage as Mu Xingfeng, she was happy to join.

”Alright, we’ll go with what my wife says.”

Lin Junyang followed behind the two, finally satisfied and burped.

Is he still groggy from the morning? Can someone tell him if this person willingly performing and shamelessly flaunting affection in front of his brothers is truly his dear adorable Second Brother with a noble aura higher than 8000 meters?

Mu Xingfeng sang once, but what ghostly thing is dancing? Could such a tall figure really twist more awkwardly than a pretzel?

”Hey, you two can’t just leave me out like this, singing and dancing together, what am I supposed to do?”

An Ran kindly turned around and suggested, ”You could do a solo. What should you sing? Well, the ’Single Love Song’ would be nice.”

”What the hell is the ’Single Love Song’? If I were to sing, I’d sing ’Black Mountain Old Demon.’ But, I disdain singing. Tuzi, why don’t I join you two dancing instead? What dance are you going for? Show me and teach me later.”

Lin Junyang and An Ran discussed it, considering that if even Second Brother could dance, he’d also show off his dance skills in front of the entire Guard Team.

But before An Ran could answer, Mu Xingfeng put his arm around An Ran’s shoulder and said without turning back, ”If you want to dance, go find Xiao Xiao. My wife dances only with me.”

Lin Junyang was stunned there; was he really disdained by his dear Second Brother?

Fine, I’ll find Xiao Xiao then; as if I wouldn’t dare. He remembered last time during his play in the Imperial City, he saw Xiao Xiao dance, and the girl indeed danced pretty well.

Lin Junyang turned his head and went upstairs again, heading home to get the car keys.