What a pitiful marrow-washing herb【Interstellar】

Qin Han stayed in the meeting room all afternoon, and when everyone left and he was the only one left, he was finally able to touch his little benefactor openly.

Qin Liu stayed obediently on his neck all afternoon, without saying a word, the general stroked his leaf and called him: "It's dinner, do you want to eat anything?"

Although he has always eaten in the cafeteria with the soldiers, it is still possible to open a small stove for the benefactor.

The little benefactor didn't say a word, Qin Han was a little worried: "What's the matter? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

He was the only one left in the conference room, and others thought he had a mental problem, talking to himself, his voice was the only one in the quiet room, and it sounded scary.

Qin Liu still didn't reply to him, and Ye Zi didn't respond at all. Qin Han put away his smile and became serious. He pulled the chair away with one hand, got up immediately, and ran to the medical room.

It was already dark outside, and it happened to be meal time. Except for the soldiers on duty, everyone else stayed in the cafeteria, and there was no one else in the corridor except Qin Han.

He eagerly pushed open the door of Qin Liu's room. There was a light on inside, and a human-shaped bag was bulging on the bed. The general gasped slightly, closed the door lightly, pulled a chair beside his bed and sat down. .

The little benefactor fell asleep, and his quilt was pulled up to his nose. Qin Han smiled and pulled it down a little bit for him. His face was flushed from sleeping, the small tusks on the back of his head fell loose, and his black hair was sticky. On both sides of his cheeks, Qin Han gently parted his hair.

Putting his fingers together, he stayed on Qin Liu's jugular artery for a minute, making sure that his heart rate and breathing were normal, and finally let go of the heart that was lifted in midair.

The general touched his soft face, touched the leaves on his neck, turned off the bedside lamp, moved the chair to the window, turned on a small lamp again, and then turned on the light brain to deal with some odd jobs. military affairs.

Qin Liu was so tired that he couldn't help dozing off while listening to the meeting, and he was too embarrassed to interrupt the general, so he thought about quietly squinting for a while, just for a while, and when the meeting was over, he would He must have woken up, no one would know that he fell asleep during such an important meeting.

He thought well, but it was a pity that when he woke up, it was dark in front of him, and there were a few strands of warm light leaking from the side. He looked over calmly, and saw the general's straight back and the magnified light screen, which seemed to be broadcasting wearing something.

Qin Liu didn't move, but stretched out a leaf to look at the general's screen.

The picture inside is quite familiar, it is the room he stayed in this morning.

Qin Liu:! ! !

His mind was shaken, and the daze he had just woken up was instantly lost. Ye Zi hurriedly pressed Qin Han's optical brain, trying to turn off the video.

Qin Han had already seen him on the glass, a leaf sneaking behind him, he grabbed Qin Liu's leaf and squeezed it in his hand.

Qin Liu, who had been exposed, quickly lifted the quilt, jumped off the bed, and was gently educated by the general: "The clothes are all ready."

Qin Liu: "...Oh."

He returned to the bed obediently, retracted his legs under the quilt, waved his arms, put his jacket on, dragged his trousers into the quilt, and rolled around twice in the quilt.

Qin Liu, who was neatly dressed, jumped up again, and ran towards the general by the window. The general grabbed his waist and lifted him up. He had no shoes or socks on, and the general asked him to step on his military boots.

Qin Liu stepped on it twice curiously, pinched his waist and swayed around as if being punished by the general.

Qin Han: "Where's the leaf? Hook up the slippers at the door."

The two leaves obediently "put on" the slippers and brought them to the general's feet. Qin Liu got off the general's military boots, and after putting on the slippers, he saw the video still playing behind him, so he went to grab his bracelet.

The general was sitting with his hands hanging down, swinging back and forth, just to prevent him from catching him. Qin Liu bent down to catch it a few times but failed to catch it. A few leaves poked out from the ground again.

The general said lightly "Huh?" Ye Jianjian was so frightened that he shrank back.

Qin Liu, who knew he was wrong, straightened his back, looked down at the sitting general, pointed at the screen behind him, and complained viciously first: "You can't peek at me!"

The general remembered the video he had just watched, and the smile on his face faded. He pulled him to the chair next to him and sat down. He touched the leaves on his neck and asked him, "Does it still hurt?"

As soon as he finished asking, the leaf under his palm disappeared quickly. Qin Han looked at the little benefactor with fluttering eyes: "To be honest, does it still hurt?"

Qin Liu shook his head, he really didn't feel much now, but: "At that time, there was a little pain, only a little."

He gestured with his thumb and index finger for a short distance, indicating that it really only hurts a little bit. Immortal cultivators are very familiar with the feeling of spiritual energy flushing, and they are used to it.

He stretched out his hand, and in Qin Han's suspicious eyes, pulled out one of his hair: "That's the feeling, look, it doesn't hurt."

The general's short black hair hung down between his two fingers, and Qin Liu looked at him sincerely... In fact, it hurt a little bit more than this, probably like the kind that lifts the whole scalp.

Knowing that he wasn't telling the truth, Qin Han didn't continue to ask, but changed the subject: "I slept all afternoon, are you hungry?"

Hearing the food, Ximaocao became happy, said that she was hungry, kicked off the slippers, and put on military boots one size smaller.

The general turned off the light screen, Qin Liu suddenly said "ah", the general asked him what's wrong.

Qin Liu: "...The wolf cub seems to be still in the room?"

He was carried out by the general at noon, and the wolf cub didn't seem to follow him. He was probably still in the spirit gathering formation at the moment. Qin Liu was a little worried that it would absorb too much spiritual power and would be too much of a burden on his body.

Qin Han: "Let's eat first, I'll let someone go and have a look."

The wolf cub who was already chasing his tail around the room boredly: "..."

Qin Han took him directly to the small kitchen. The stove in the large kitchen was off. Occasionally, soldiers would come to the small kitchen to eat and drink after finishing their training ahead of schedule.

The master in the small kitchen saw Qin Han cheerfully: "The general hasn't come for a long time."

Qin Liu looked at the general curiously: "Did you come here often?"

Qin · A lot of training · Hungry quickly · Does not want to eat canned food · Often avoids soldiers to come to the small kitchen · General: "...what do you want to eat?"

Qin Liuyi didn't have an idea for a while, so the general asked the chef to make two specialties as usual.

The two sat on the small dining table outside. The dining table was short and the small bench was also short. The general huddled his two long legs that had no place to rest, and seemed aggrieved to sit with Qin Liu.

While eating, Qin Liu suddenly remembered something, he looked at the general: "Aren't you going to eat?"

The chef asked the general, but he didn't want it, so the back kitchen served a pair of bowls and chopsticks. The general shook his head at Qin Liu, saw the little benefactor picked up a chopsticks dish, and leaned towards him. The general leaned forward, He took the initiative to approach the chopsticks of the little benefactor.

Qin Liu ate a mouthful of vegetables with chopsticks, then took a mouthful of rice, chewed hard with puffed cheeks, took out a jade slip from the space, input spiritual power, and threw it to the general.

This mouthful of food was too much, and Qin Liu, who almost choked, took a mouthful of water that the general had poured aside for him, and then let out a long breath.

"You put the jade slip on your forehead, and... why are you so close? I can't even move my chopsticks."

The general who almost opened his mouth retracted his upper body leaning forward, holding the jade slip given by his benefactor: "...and then?"

Qin Liu gave him a strange look, and continued: "Think about the operation skills of the mecha, the more specific the better... Wait, wait."

He suddenly remembered that Qin Han is a general, maybe his talent lies in commanding?So he pushed the general with his elbow: "Can you find a soldier who can drive the best mecha? Let him think about it?"

Qin Han pulled a plate of food in front of him, beckoned him to continue eating, then, as he said, put the jade slip on his forehead and smiled: "I'll do it."

Mecha class No.1, record holder of simulated battles and actual combat, let me know?

The author has something to say: Qin Liu: Let me get closer and give him the jade slip.

Qin Han: Open your mouth obediently

Qin Liu: I want to find the best

Qin Han: Me.