'SEE YOU MORNING' 060 Lübec's List

Unlike Emma, who was full-figured, fair-skinned and strong, Ruth's figure was more slender, bony and delicate. Equally reserved was her personality and desire, so that when Lübec held her in his arms, he didn't know if she was already satisfied with what he had given.
"Do you still want more?" Lübec asked softly in her ear,
"It's already dawn, do you still want to?" Ruth replied softly,
"Whenever you want, I'm ready," Lübec had just finished speaking when he thought about how he spent nearly half his time away from his family, and couldn't help feeling a pang of guilt, so he added, "Whenever I'm by your side, I'm ready to satisfy your needs,"
Ruth turned her head slightly and smiled, her eyes so deep and captivating. She said nothing, just gently stroking Lübec's arms that were wrapped around her body,
Looking at the dawn light coming through the window, tinged with a reddish-purple hue, Ruth turned her head slightly and asked,
"When you go back, did you visit the place where we grew up?"
"No, why do you ask?"
"I miss home a little, not really, just the feeling of home, maybe just the feeling of living there,"
"Aren't I here with you now?" Lübec said, tightening his arm around her waist with one hand while the other stroked her shoulder to comfort her,
"There's no religious persecution here, no epidemics, no war or oppression, isn't that good?" Lübec asked her,
"Yes, if only home could be like this too," Ruth said, a smile on her lips, pressing herself harder into Lübec's embrace,
Just then, the sound of an orderly's carriage arriving came from the path outside the small courtyard,
"Wait for me, I'll be right back," Lübec said to Ruth, then put on his coat, walked out of the house and the courtyard, and came to the road. He took out a folded document from his chest and said to the orderly,
"Give this to Trudy, it's a crew list, there are sailing missions coming up, please have Trudy notify the people on this list to take leave and go home to prepare for the sailing mission at any time."
"Yes, sir," the orderly took the document, secured it, saluted, and was about to leave in the carriage,
"Oh, right, tell Trudy to notify the people on the list that if they have family matters and can't leave, they can request leave, I can arrange for others. Also, send a car to pick me up for Joachim's funeral."
"Yes, sir,"
Turning back into the house, Lübec found that the warmth from before was gone. The Ruth he had been thinking about was already dressed and preparing food with Emma. When she saw Lübec come back, she just glanced at him, a smile on her lips as she went into the kitchen, as if mocking him? Emma was not so reserved, seeing Lübec in the morning she gave him a big hug directly. Lübec was infected by her enthusiasm, hugged her tightly and lifted her off the ground, and when he put her down he grabbed her fleshy butt. Emma's face seemed to enjoy it,
"You're both busy, I'll go check on the child then," Lübec said,
"Go ahead, actually you don't need to, he's sleeping, go take a look," Emma said, swaying Lübec a bit more before letting go,
Lübec walked into Emma's room and saw his son sleeping in his cradle. His small hands and the skin on his face were as round and crystal clear as white jade. Looking at this little life that had just come into the world, Lübec couldn't help but think of all the ups and downs he had gone through in his own life. He had worked as a laborer to make a living, done business, then worked in a shipyard, and later when the war came, he joined the navy.
Life had been full of hardship and wandering until now he finally had his own child. Lübec didn't want his child to go through as much suffering as he had, but looking at this boy, if he wanted to grow into a real man, he was destined to go through storms.
Seeing that the child was still sleeping soundly, Lübec sat by the bed and leaned back, his hand resting on the bed. It seemed the quilt still held the warmth of Emma's sleep, her voice and figure seemed to appear before his eyes. Lübec looked at the child, hesitated for a moment, then left the room.
In the kitchen, Ruth and Emma had already heated the food in the pot, the two of them chatting by the stove. Lübec walked behind them, stood in the middle, put both hands around their waists, looking at one then the other, looking very pleased, and swaying their bodies.
"What, you're not checking on the child anymore? Then I'll go," Emma's voice was clear and loud,
Ruth was being swayed until she couldn't stand steady, her figure was slender, she said,
"I'll go instead," she said with a smile and walked away, not knowing if she was laughing at herself for being too thin to stand steady, or laughing at Lübec for having flirted with her in the morning and now flirting with Emma.
Watching Ruth's departing figure, he pulled his gaze back. Before him was the youthful and energetic Emma, she was 19 years old, almost young enough to be his daughter's generation, and this was also the privilege of being the leader of this Zufluchtsland, otherwise how would young women favor him.
Since the war situation had gradually worsened, Lübec had obeyed military orders and started this work. Obviously, across the dimension of time and space, the outcome of that war was no longer important, but the organization that had been giving him orders was still there, this plan was still ongoing, he just didn't know where the orders came from, who was giving him orders, and all he could do was obey.
Emma's big eyes were very lively. Lübec put one arm around her waist and hips, pulling her against his front, and put the other hand on her chest, gently stroking through her shirt. Emma slowly closed her eyes, her slightly parted lips began to pant. The firelight set off the white shirt sleeve on one side of her body and her fair cheek, tinged with a slight red.
While stroking, Lübec gently pinched with his fingers, it was somewhat swollen, milk had already seeped through the shirt, but Emma didn't know yet,
"Can I eat some too?" Lübec asked, lifting her shirt,
Emma opened her eyes and looked at her own chest, then looked at him, pouted and said,
"You're only allowed to eat from one, save the other for the child,"
Having received her permission, Lübec put one arm around Emma's waist and the other around her shoulder and back, burying his head in her embrace. But this was more like Lübec using his lips to give Emma a breast massage, which not only didn't relieve the pressure but made it even firmer and fuller.
Emma's hands, which had originally been resting on Lübec's waist, moved to hold his cheeks and asked,
"What are you doing? Did you get any?"
"Mm," Lübec searched through his memory of what just happened, trying to answer whether he had gotten any,
"How big do you think your son's mouth is?" Emma asked while looking at Lübec's bewildered face,
"Are you going to stuff the whole thing in your mouth?" Emma said, putting both hands on Lübec's head and pushing it back until his lips could only take the areola into his mouth,
At that moment the child seemed to have woken up, crying a little in the room. Ruth was carrying him out to find his mother. She looked down at the child as he passed through the doorway, looked up and entered the living room, and right then saw Lübec and Emma in the kitchen.
Lübec heard the sound, turned his head slightly and saw Ruth carrying the child, walking toward him. She grinned, turned around and walked back, cooing to the child,
"Little Lübec, don't worry, Mom will come feed you soon, okay?" she said as she walked back to Emma's room,
"Alright, why don't you come learn from your son," Emma said, laughing and gently pushing Lübec away as she walked back,
Lübec didn't follow her, but realized that the time he had to spend with this mother and child was not much. Looking at Emma's retreating figure, he decided to do whatever he could for them. He then put out the fire, carried the breakfast dishes one by one to the dining table, set everything up and covered them with bowls, so that when Emma came out after feeding the child, the breakfast would be at the perfect temperature.