star lord returns

Facing Shen Qiao's confusion, Nan Jing said confidently: "Lantis said that I sing well."

Shen Qiao: "..."

Well, he finally understood why.

But what can he say?

Landis's art appreciation level is definitely high enough, it is impossible not to hear that Nanjing is out of tune.

Shen Qiao finally came to a conclusion——

"It seems that His Majesty has absolutely true love for you, and he can say such words against his will."

"How is it possible?" Nan Jing blurted out.

Shen Qiao resisted the urge to vomit blood, and raised her eyebrows: "How is that impossible? I always say something. Chu Fei has something wrong with my ears, otherwise you will definitely go out of tune and disappear!"

Nan Jing's blood tank was half empty immediately, and after a long time of stunned, he hung his head a little limply.

After a while, he pursed his lips and glared at Shen Qiao resentfully, turned over on the bed and covered the quilt with his face facing the wall, as if he was deeply shocked.

Shen Qiao: Why do you feel like you've bullied a child?Where did this strange sense of guilt come from?Too strange.

Looking at the time, it was not yet nine o'clock in the evening, so it was a bit early to go to bed.

Originally, Shen Qiao wanted to chat with Nan Jing, but it seemed that the timing was not right, so she turned off the headlights, turned on the bedside lamp and used the terminal to handle military affairs.

Nanjing's terminal beeped.

Opening the terminal, Landis's glamorous face appeared in front of his eyes.

Seeing Nan Jing's unhappy face, the original smile on Landis' face faded, and he said, "Baby, what's the matter now, someone bullied you?"

Hearing Landis' voice, Shen Qiao's body froze suddenly, and almost turned off the terminal—fuck, this gentle and watery person could be His Majesty Landis?

Also baby, tsk tsk.

Nan Jing was a little disappointed and asked, "Am I singing out of tune, and it's hard to listen to?"

Landis fell silent, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Then his complexion was a little ugly, and his voice sank a little: "Who said that you sang out of tune?"

The hairs on Shen Qiao's back stood on end, he silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood, and bowed decisively to Nan Jing with folded hands.

Please do not sue!

Nan Jing glanced at Shen Qiao from the corner of his eyes, and said secretly, "Little boy, aren't you a brat? I'm very arrogant and arrogant in front of you, and you still dislike me for singing out of tune?"

"Well, my roommate said it."

Nan Jing reluctantly accepted Shen Qiao's begging for mercy, and said tactfully: "He said that every time I sing a song, the tune is different."

Landis didn't ask who his roommate was. He nodded and said, "That's because they don't know how to appreciate it. What's the point of singing the same tune every time? There's no innovation at all."

Nan Jing laughed: "You are right."

Shen Qiao is drunk: Can anyone be more partial than His Majesty Landis?

Landis said lightly: "Honey, if your roommate says you are out of tune next time, you can sing to him, and he won't talk about you anymore after listening too much."

Nan Jing's eyes lit up: "It's a good idea, it's worth trying."

Shen Qiao: Your Majesty, what enmity between me and you made you treat me like this?Can you still help you lead troops to fight?

The weird nursery rhymes are still echoing in his brain, okay?

Nan Jing stuffed his head into the quilt, and had a lot of private conversations with Landis.

"Are the babies good or not?"

"Mengmeng was sent by me to Uncle Wenman's house to be with little Meta. She should be quite obedient. Dad and father come to see the little bunny every day. I see him having fun and not crying for his queen."

Nan Jing said, "You're called Baby Little Rabbit again."

Landis: "If you are not careful, you will get used to it, anyway, he won't mind."

Nan Jing: "Nonsense, He Xiyin can't even speak now, how dare you bully him like this?"

Landis quickly changed the subject.

"How do you feel there? Did Shen Qiao make things difficult for you?"

Nan Jing opened a gap in the quilt and secretly glanced at Shen Qiao.

The latter quickly turned his face away pretending to be calm, staring at his terminal.

The gap was covered again, Shen Qiao raised her ears, rubbed her body towards Nan Jing, and sat on the edge of the bed in an attempt to eavesdrop.

Nan Jing whispered: "Hey, let me tell you, Shen Qiao wanted to trouble me, but I dodged it cleverly."

Landis raised his long eyebrows: "How do you say?"

So, Nan Jing beamed with delight at how he was embarrassed by the adjutant, how he lived in the same room with Shen Qiao, how he beat up a group of vanguard soldiers, and even finally pulled a group of spectators to do it with him. The push-ups were all told to Landis in detail.

When talking about the happy place, Nan Jing let out a haha ​​laugh with some forgetfulness.

Shen Qiao still didn't understand the inevitable reason why Nan Jing bored herself into bed, and she could hear what he was saying through the door panel.

"...Never think I'm particularly awesome?" Nan Jing asked happily.

Landis couldn't help laughing, but he didn't expect his wife to have such ability.

"naughty."

Nan Jing stuck out his tongue at him and made a grimace.

Landis had a gentle and doting smile on his face.

"I can rest assured that you and Shen Qiao share a dormitory. Shen Qiao is one of the four major tacticians in the empire, and his excellent operation skills are also second to none. You can learn a lot by following him."

Nan Jing nodded and said, "I will. Although this guy seems a little unreliable, I found that he has a particularly high prestige in the army."