Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

It's so quiet here that you can even hear the majestic wind blowing over the short grass and passing by your ears.

Nan Jing was a little confused for a while.

In his impression, Landis had always been demeanor and reserved in front of him, and it seemed abnormal to lose control of his emotions like this.

"what happened?"

"Don't treat me like a stranger, dear."

The two voices sounded at the same time, the deep and gorgeous and the clear and sweet overlapped, like a duet.

Nan Jing hesitated for a moment, and felt that it was necessary to have a good talk with Landis.

After a pause, he said softly, "Someone will see."

What Mu Huai'an said before is still lingering in Nan Jing's mind - he has not yet graduated, if the school students know that he is married, it will have a bad influence on him.

Although Nan Jing knew that the real reason for Mu Huaian's reluctance to expose his marriage was his family and Sidia, he still had reservations about whether falling in love with school students would have a bad effect.

If Landis is affected...

Nan Jing's fingertips were trembling—why was he worried about Landis instead of himself?

If so, what is there to worry about?

Landis's arms became stronger, and he said indifferently: "I will see it when I see it, I wish they all knew that you are mine."

You are mine.

Wish they all knew.

"Thick-skinned enough."

Nan Jing laughed and smacked Landis's waist unceremoniously, the tear mole under the corner of his eyes looked charming and charming.

Landis let go of Nan Jing, and at the same time took his hand and touched his face.

The fingers are warm and smooth, like the best jade in the rough.

Nan Jing found that he couldn't put it down.

Damn, it's seduction again! ?

"How is it? How thick is it?" Landis smiled proudly.

"..." Nan Jing was speechless.

Landis sighed again melodiously: "When you confess your mistake to Madam, no matter how thick-skinned you are, it's too thin!"

"..."

Mom really has a thick skin!

The warm, sweet and literary atmosphere changed in an instant. Sure enough, neither of them is very suitable for the literary style of painting.

Who is your wife?

Did labor agree?

No!absolutely not!

Nan Jing gave Landis a white look, withdrew his clenched hand, shook it and said, "It's been verified, your skin is thicker than ordinary people, so I'm sure you are the real person."

Landis raised his eyebrows, surprised: "You can also joke?"

Nan Jing was speechless and choked for a long time before saying, "Why can't I?"

Has he always been serious?

No, he is obviously so approachable.

Landis smiled lightly.

Nan Jing, who always pays attention to self-protection and never takes the initiative to open his heart to others, has made a joke so quickly in front of him. What does this mean?

This shows that in Nan Jing's heart, he is no longer in the column of "ordinary friends".

Although Landis was always confident that he would have a unique position in the world of Nanjing, what he didn't expect was that it was so fast!

The day of bringing his wife home is just around the corner!

The greetings are over, the jokes are over, and then we will inevitably get down to business.

Nan Jing was a little apprehensive, he didn't know how Landis would bring up that matter.

And Landis didn't ask Nan Jing for the answer directly. It happened to be noon, so he suggested that the two of them find a place to eat first. He agreed without hesitation.

"Ancient Wood Forest" is a private kitchen in the southernmost part of the Sifal Military Academy. It is small in size but has an elegant environment. The wooden cabin is wrapped with green rattan and creepers, and the tables and chairs inside are also made of logs.

Although it was lunch, there were very few guests here, there were only two or three tables, but there were only seven or eight tables in the whole room, and they were all small tables that could seat up to four people.

Nan Jing grabbed the rattans hanging from the roof on both sides of the rattan chair on the swing, swayed back and forth, and the swing shook slightly, making some subtle sounds of blades rubbing against each other.

"Do you like it?" Landis sitting opposite was a normal chair.

Nan Jing shook again and looked at the window next to it. The window was also covered with green leaves and vines, and there were colorful flowers sticking out of it in twos and threes.

"It's quite novel." Nan Jing reached out and gently touched a yellow rose on the table: "You shouldn't be a local resident of Planet Solo, are you?"

"Indeed, I'm from another galaxy," Landis said.

"The fertile soil of Planet Solo is quite barren. Although the science and technology are among the best in the empire, few researchers devote their energy to plant research."

"The whole empire is like this." In Lantis' view, apart from those planets that are very suitable for plant growth, only the emperor star gathered by powerful ministers, nobles and wealthy families will invest heavily in this green plant. .

The high-intensity development of various metal elements and the high-intensity radiation of the land have made plants unable to survive normally. For hundreds of years, although the empire has made great investment and strict requirements in plant protection laws, Plants are still disappearing at an irreparable speed.

As for the people of the empire who pursue the speed of life and their own strength, except for those who show their family strength, few people are interested in deliberately pursuing the visual enjoyment brought by plants.

Planet Solo, a planet with the standard of the Sifal Military Academy, is even more so.

"The greening of the Sifal Military Academy has always been very good." Nan Jing looked through the window and looked not far away. There were rows of big trees and flowers there, which were not strictly protected like private plants.

"Schools with rich heritage, these are nothing." Landis said, and he had already begun to calculate in his heart that when he brought Nan Jing back to the palace, he must choose a good day when the flowers are in full bloom.

"This is probably the place with the densest plants in the entire planet Solo." Nan Jing said with a smile.

"If we say that the place with the densest plants in the entire Galactic Empire is the Nightmare Star."

"Nightmare Star?" Nan Jing paused, "The name is quite scary."

"Death Star, the plants in it have become fine."

Landis obviously doesn't like Nightmare Star with wildly chasing prey plants, types that have never been seen before, and large tracts of tree canopy that cover the sky and cover the sun.

At this time, a small service robot slid over, put down the mahogany tray in its hand, and said solemnly: "Dear guests, all the food you asked for has been served, please enjoy your meal in a green and comfortable environment."

Nan Jing wanted to say that the robot was really polite, but when he saw the robot bowed towards Landis, Fangzheng made a blunt smile on his electronic face: "I also wish you a happy return soon."

Kachacha——Nan Jing was so dumbfounded that he forgot about his embarrassment and almost jumped up.

Nima, this robot is the essence, right? !

Wonderful programming!Which bastard made such a bad thing, to the labor and management!

Landis also found it very novel, but it was very useful. He secretly felt that the boss really knows how to do business. He raised his left arm and pointed the terminal at the scanner on the robot's chest. After two beeps, he closed it again. back.

Under Nan Jing's suspicious gaze, Landis didn't tell him that the little robot wanted tips from customers.

He took out the small plates and small bowls from the wooden tray one by one and placed them between the two of them.

The color of the food on the plate is fresh and natural, tender white and emerald green fluffy pastries, stewed custard, meat food sprinkled with light red sauce, etc., as well as mushroom soup.

Nan Jing tasted the dishes, moved his index finger, and couldn't help but pick up some more to eat.

He was full of praise for the chef's skills of this restaurant, the taste was not inferior to or even better than that of Mu Huaian's chef.

Landis, who was face to face, just symbolically chose a dish and didn't eat any more.

The tableware lay quietly on the table, and the porcelain emitted a faint light. The waist-length black-haired boy ate food with his head down, neither fast nor slow, and he didn't talk much, looking very quiet.

It’s just that according to the standard noble table manners, it can definitely be said to be a failure-for example, the posture of holding the tableware is not elegant enough, the sitting posture of eating food is not correct, there is a slight noise when chewing, every time you take it to the plate The amount of food is also more...

However, the man sitting opposite Nan Jing did not show the slightest impatience or boredom with his glamorous face, but only tenderness and pampering that anyone could see.

A half of the food was left.

Nan Jing put down the tableware, picked up the napkin prepared in advance on the table, wiped his lower lip, and put it on the table again.

He looked directly at Landis, who was always looking at him without even trying to hide it, with interest, crossed his hands on his chin, and blinked his beautiful eyes.

"Lantis, although you said that you would wait until I was full to talk about things, but I couldn't help it."

Nan Jing goes straight to the point. He is not suitable for overly euphemistic communication methods, which will only make him think wildly without any results.

"Of course." Landis sat up a little bit to show his importance to Nan Jing.