Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Nan Jing looked at Landis, but still couldn't help asking: "Where's Feng Jianli? Why haven't I seen him today?"

Originally, I thought that Landis would have a little jealousy, but I didn't expect that the big vinegar vat in the weekdays would actually say seriously: "Jianli is also very fast, and he may go out to perform missions or go to the ancient martial arts hall for training."

Nan Jing hesitated, put two bowls of mashed potatoes into the fresh-keeping cabinet, and said to Landis: "Then tell him for me, and let him remember to eat when he comes back."

Landis changed his normal routine, hugged Nan Jing from behind and said, "You can tell him yourself."

Nan Jing pretended to be surprised with a smile and asked, "You're not jealous anymore."

Ever since he knew that Feng Jianli and his wife were likely to be biological brothers, Landis completely showed the demeanor of a generous husband.

Eat madam's brother's jealousy?

Of course not, even when he initially suspected that Feng Jianli had a little interest in Nan Jing, Landis was just a little vigilant against his wife, so that he would not be distracted by that guy Feng Jianli—— I know that there are many teenagers who don't understand the sinister nature of the human heart, and they like Feng Jianli's mouth very much.

Landis excitedly braided his hair with Nan Jing's, Feng Jianli and the like had no need to be enemies in his heart.

"I don't like to be jealous, I like to eat you now."

Nan Jing: "..."

Landis: "!!!"

This seems to be possible!

Nan Jing silently turned his face to the side and looked at Landis. The latter's blue eyes were like the most precious sapphires, shining brightly under the light.

The half-braided hair can no longer be braided anymore. Landis showed with practical actions what it means to do what he says, think it out, and practice it. He immediately closed the storage cabinet, pressed Nan Jing on it and kissed stand up.

Dazed by being kissed, Nan Jing is still thinking wildly - his Lanmei seems to be getting more and more intemperate recently, will this cause premature aging?

Since he was still in the living room, Landis just took some advantage and stopped. If Wenman, who is elusive and unkind, sees him, he will inevitably use it as a laughing stock.

Landis said softly: "Honey, you can tell him yourself that you prepared mashed potatoes for him that he likes to eat."

Tell yourself?

Nan Jing was suddenly confused, blinked his eyes, and was particularly puzzled by Landis's sudden change of attitude, so that he felt various contradictions from the bottom of his heart.

After a while, he said in surprise: "I haven't seen you for a day, and you are so relieved of me?"

How dare you let yourself express your concern for Feng Jianli?God knows how possessive Landis is!

Landis kissed Nan Jing's chin, and said seriously: "Don't look at the walking iceberg that can freeze people to death. In fact, he has been very lacking in love since he was a child. If someone cares about him, although his face is still With that appearance, I actually don’t know what kind of success I should have.”

Nan Jing roared and complained in his heart, the lack of love is not the point, is it?The point is that you actually made me care about him without being jealous!

You actually made me care about him!

Let me care about him!

care about him!

Nan Jing was startled, stared at Landis with wide eyes, and blurted out: "You don't really like Feng Jianli, do you?!"

As soon as Nan Jing asked, he wanted to give himself two punches. He actually questioned his husband and his friends like a suspicious wife. No, it should be said that they are good brothers.

He watched Landis with a gorgeous expression, and then turned into the appearance of being struck by lightning, as if he had swallowed two ostrich eggs alive.

Well, he said that he has been indoctrinated with too many bloody plots by Smart One recently, so that his mind has turned into a paste.

Landis pinched Nan Jing's face dumbfounded, thinking what was going on - he was always worried that Nan Jing was interested in Feng Jianli, but he never thought that Nan Jing would have thoughts about him and Feng Jianli.

Squeezing Nan Jing's flushed face, Landis said with a smile: "I have known Bing Shan for more than ten years since we were young. If we really have something to do with him, we were engaged 800 years ago. How can there be such a thing?" What about you little guy?"

That's right.

Nan Jing stuck out his tongue in embarrassment and said, "I just think your attitude today is a bit strange."

For example, in the morning, he complained cynically and sarcasticly about Feng Jianli's free food, and said sourly that he remembered Feng Jianli's taste very well.

Landis also suddenly realized that his acting skills were exaggerated, but this was also for the sake of Nan Jing.

If Nan Jing is really Feng's family, if he wants to be recognized as Feng's family, he must get Feng Jianli's consent-the whole Emperor Star, whether it is the palace or the military, who doesn't know that Marshal Feng Changmo's love is like life , when it comes to family issues, Feng Jianli never disagrees.

Of course, Landis would not say anything until the identity of Nan Jing was confirmed.

He carried forward the demeanor of a good husband in the empire and said with a smile: "I believe in the person I like, and I also believe in my brother. And you are also very interested in him, aren't you?"

Nan Jing was surprised for a while, looking at Landis' smiling gaze, full of tenderness and trust.

Well, no matter what the reason was, at least the result surprised and satisfied Nan Jing.

"Then I'll apply to add his terminal contact." Nan Jing opened the terminal without hesitation, and handed Landis his wrist.

While helping him input Feng Jianli's terminal number, Landis said with a hint of joy and surprise, "You haven't added any contacts with him until now."

"I'm not very familiar with him."

Because he and Feng Jianli had barely spoken, and Feng Jianli was not the type to strike up a conversation with others, until now Nan Jing and he had not added each other's contact information.

Moreover, Feng Jianli is a major in the military department, and many students have heard that his terminal is very confidential, which cannot be added by ordinary people, so Nan Jing, who originally wanted to take the initiative to add it, thinks it over.

"I'll get used to it later."

If Nan Jing looked up, he would see a meaningful smile on the corner of Landis' mouth.

Yes, we will get used to it later.

Those who should meet will always meet.

That night, Landis held Nan Jing warmly for a long time, and fell asleep hugging each other until the sky turned pale.

As soon as he woke up the next day, Nan Jing groaned and rubbed his old waist after being tortured for half the night, his whole body was full of soreness. Sure enough, no matter how many times he did this kind of thing, he was not used to it.

Looking at the time on the terminal, Nan Jing stuffed his head under the quilt, feeling a little ashamed of his indulgence—his biological clock was once again messed up by Landis and his own indecision, and although today There were no classes in school for the first two periods, but judging from the training form Smart No. [-] gave him, it was time to practice ancient martial arts.

Just like that, Nan Jing looked depressed and helpless, thinking about whether to sleep in a separate room with Landis.

Touching the bed sheet beside him, there was only a negligible residual warmth left.

At this moment, Landis, who finished the morning practice, pushed the door in, stood refreshed by the bed, bent down and pulled the quilt down, allowing Nan Jing to expose his head.

With a smile on his face, he kissed the South Camera and said, "Come over for dinner, my dear."

Nan Jing lazily didn't want to move, so he hugged Landis' neck and asked him to lift himself up, and the latter readily accepted.

After Nan Jing got out of bed, he complained while changing his clothes: "It's so unfair, obviously everyone only goes to bed in the middle of the night, why can you get up."

Landis's energy is always indescribably strong, at least in Nan Jing's view, he rarely sees Landis showing a tired expression, and no matter how late he rests at night, he can always see it the next morning When he wakes up on time, even if there are any special circumstances, it will only be delayed by one to two ten minutes at most.

Look at yourself again - the biological clock at six o'clock, sleep until nine o'clock.

"If the level of mental power is high, it will have a great impact."

Landis replied casually, almost all of his attention was on the unabashed young man who was changing clothes in front of him.

He squinted his eyes and admired Nan Jing's good figure contentedly. The thin muscles covered his whole body, which made this body full of flexibility and strength, and without exaggeration, it just rightly showed the unique youthfulness of a teenager.

The hard-working strawberries were planted on the fair skin, and the red marks bit by bit, one by one, you can see how fierce the battle was last night.

However, Nan Jing changed clothes very quickly, covering up the beautiful scenery in just half a minute, which disappointed Landis insignificantly - it would be great if his wife could not wear clothes.

Of course, he was just thinking about it as a joke. It is impossible to really lock Nan Jing in the room without clothes so that he can't see anyone. Master slaves or something, although it sounds very emotional, it's not Lan Jing. Tice's dish.

After adjusting the collar of Nan Jing, Landis said casually: "If you want, I can help you improve your mental power and ancient martial power."

Nan Jing looked at Landis in surprise for a few seconds, "Really?"

Landis stopped holding Nan Jing's collar, looked at Nan Jing, and pulled him closer.

There was a dangerous taste in his eyes, which made Nan Jing's heart skip a beat.

"To be honest, I really want to know what your tone and expression mean."

Shouldn't you be happy to accept it?Why does Nan Jing always give him a feeling that he suspects that his ears have heard wrong?