limited ambiguous

Before going to bed, Qiyan couldn't get a definite answer from Lu Fenghan.

Lu Fenghan only replied that he could feel it in the future.

After taking a shower, Qi Yan changed into the black nightgown she bought on Mykono Star, and chatted with Po Jun: "Why didn't the general tell me directly?"

Po Jun replied without hesitation: "Maybe I'm shy."

The broken hair on the front of the forehead was stained with water, and Qi Yan's buttoned hand paused: "Shy?"

"Of course, shyness is a trait of human personality. Generals, as human beings, are also shy."

Logically speaking, there is no problem with this sentence, but... Qiyan is a bit unable to connect Lu Fenghan and the word "shy".

However, although he was curious about the answer, he would not get to the bottom of it. Since Lu Fenghan said that he could feel it in the future, it must be so.

Po Jun found another example to prove his point of view: "Studies have proved that shyness has a certain genetic inheritance. The general's father, General Lu Jun, was a person who was easily shy. In Chen Xi Xing, the general wanted to prevent himself from being shy because he hadn't been for a long time. Engaged in social activities, lost language communication skills, and often chatted with me unilaterally.

It was mentioned in the chat that when General Lu Jun took office as the major general of the alliance, he needed to speak on stage. When he took the stage, although his face was normal and his expression was determined, his neck was actually red.After I left Chenxixing, I found related videos and found that what the general said was true. "

Qi Yan leaned on the pillow, thinking of the sculpture of General Lu Jun on the Diamond Square of the Sky, and the sentence Lu Fenghan said when facing the troubadour's "preaching": "As long as the protection of Lu Jun's starship The standard is the same as the current one, and the rebels' artillery can't kill him."

Po Jun: "The general also said that he learned how to put on airs from his father."

A smile flashed in Qi Yan's eyes.

He was suddenly curious: "Did the general mention me?"

He kind of wanted to know what he looked like in Lu Fenghan's description.

"No, the general once asked me if I wanted to know what kind of person you are, I really wanted to know, but the general didn't tell me." Po Jun analyzed again, "I think this is due to the psychological phenomenon of biological possessiveness. "

He was obviously talking about Lu Fenghan, but Qi Yan felt his ears warm slightly.

Pulling the quilt, I thought, this kind of emotion should be what Po Jun just said - shy?

Some couldn't sleep, so Qiyan called up the virtual screen of the personal terminal, sorted out the data of "Mirage", and finally opened the White Tower intranet, and changed the status of this project to completed.

Rubbing my dry eyes, and looking at the time, it was already 03:30 in the morning.

Not sure if it was because of the gradual reduction of the medicine, but there was a chill in Qi Yan's heart, he couldn't get warm no matter what, he tossed and turned, and felt a little restless and restless.

There was no sleepiness in his open eyes, he asked hesitantly, "Is the general asleep?"

"The general has been asleep for an hour and thirty-five minutes."

After listening to the prayer, I thought, if I go over now, move quietly, and only take up a little space, it shouldn't wake Lu Fenghan up, right?

Two minutes later, the door of Lu Fenghan's room slid open quietly, because Po Jun was controlling the speed, and there was no extra movement.

Qi Yan's new slippers are soft-soled, and he can't hear his footsteps when he walks.

For the convenience of praying, Po Jun also turned on the light - the stall with the dimmest light, which will never wake people up.

Standing at the end of the bed to observe, Qi Yan tiptoedly put his pillow on the side of the bed, spread a thin quilt, and lay down on it.

The lights were then turned off, and the air was quiet in the confined space.

Qi Yan spoke to Po Jun by typing on his personal terminal: "Thank you for your cooperation."

"You're welcome."

After only typing a few words, Qi Yan's eyelids became heavy.

Lu Fenghan is like a heat source in the ice and snow, as long as he gets close to it, his limbs will be warm and there will be no severe cold.

Po Jun typed out another line of text: "Your brows are relaxed, and your mood has suddenly changed from anxiety to stability."

Qi Yan was stunned, and found that it was indeed the same as what Po Jun said.

Po Jun: "In 3 minutes, your mood changes too quickly, as if you have taken illegal/forbidden/drugs."

The prayer replied: "Half."

Po Jun returned a "?"

Pray: "Half a contraband."

Saying goodnight to Po Jun, Qi Yan inhaled gently within the range of Lu Fenghan's breath, curled up his body, and closed his eyes.

It was, he thought, like...an addiction.

Even he himself can't explain the logic of his behavior.

Originally, he only planned to occupy a small space on the bed, but within a few minutes, when Qi Yan was about to fall asleep, Lu Fenghan turned over, put his arms around his waist, and when he hugged him, Qi Yan was hugged.

The forehead was rubbed twice by Lu Fenghan's bearded chin.

Prayer guess, it should be red.

But it doesn't hurt much.

After making sure that Lu Fenghan was not awake, Qi Yan held this position, couldn't hold on any longer, and fell asleep.

Lu Fenghan woke up according to his biological clock.

When I opened my eyes, I realized something was wrong.

There is someone in my arms.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Qi Yan's hair was messy, his eyelashes were drooping, his breathing was calm, and he was obviously sleeping well.

He wanted to massage his forehead, but he was worried that the movement would wake him up too much, so he lay down quietly, trying to recall what happened last night.

Afterwards, it was confirmed that there was no error in memory. After sending Qi Yan back to the room, he went back to the room to process a batch of documents, fell asleep after processing.

At that time, there was no prayer on the bed.

In the built-in communicator, Po Jun said: "Good morning, General, you have ushered in a new dawn."

Without waiting for Lu Fenghan to ask, Po Jun explained empathetically: "At 37:[-] in the morning last night, the chief raided your boudoir at night."

Lu Fenghan understood.

Qiyan suffered from insomnia until 03:30 last night and couldn't fall asleep, so I came to find him.

However, where did Po Jun learn the strange wording?

Looking carefully at the person next to the pillow, he found that Qi Yan's forehead was slightly red, as if he had been rubbed by something.

Lu Fenghan controlled the movement, got up cautiously, walked into the bathroom barefoot, closed the door, and made sure that his words would not disturb Qiyan, so he asked, "What's wrong with Qiyan's forehead?"

Po Jun: "You rubbed it with stubble."

"..."

Lu Fenghan was silent for three seconds, and ordered, "Write it down, and remind me to clean up my beard later."

Po Jun: "Okay, General."

After washing his face, Lu Fenghan wiped off the water stains on his face with a towel, and asked, "Where did you learn the words night raid and boudoir?"

Po Jun replied honestly: "From the novel I read recently."

Lu Fenghan was rarely speechless, and finally boasted perfunctorily: "You have quite a wide range of hobbies."

Po Jun took this sentence as a compliment: "Thank you."

As a caring artificial intelligence, Po Jun reminded again: "General, there will be a meeting with Odin this morning, and formal attire is required."

After putting on his military uniform, Lu Fenghan had to dig out the tie that hadn't seen the sun for 800 years from the closet.

After tying knots twice, Lu Fenghan signaled Pojun to find a tie-tying tutorial on Xingwang, but this time the artificial intelligence was not intelligent enough to understand Lu Fenghan's needs.

Qiyan woke up at this moment.

With sleepy eyes, he realized that Lu Fenghan was not there, so he sat up and looked around.

The belt of the nightgown was well tied, but the neckline was open and slipped to one side, exposing the cold white shoulder and the obvious collarbone on the right.

It is not only like jade color, but also like porcelain surface.

Kneeling a few steps on the bed, Qi Yan stopped at the edge of the bed, knelt and said to Lu Fenghan, "Come here."

The voice is hoarse.

Although he didn't know what Qiyan wanted to do, Lu Fenghan stepped forward according to his words.

Qi Yan's hair was in a mess, his eyes were half closed, and he didn't look quite awake.He straightened his back, grasped Lu Fenghan's tie with both hands, and tied a knot extremely flexibly.

After making sure the tie was tied properly, Qi Yan moved back to the position where he had just slept, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Leaving Lu Fenghan alone, he stood by the bed for a long time.

In the command room, the people sitting around the conference table were all neatly dressed.

After Lu Fenghan entered the door, he looked around, and his eyes first fell on Mei Jielin's tie: "Can't tie a knot?"

Mei Jielin howled: "There is no class for this thing in the first military academy! I even recruited a few people, and everyone said 'I will'. I really got started, and no one knew it! I just found this one temporarily. Tutorial, let's take a look!"

Turning his gaze to Dushang, Lu Fenghan pointed out: "Your tie is crooked."

Duchamp: "It is not easy to connect the two sides together, command!"

Wein also complained: "Why do you have to have a meeting so early and dress so formally?"

The appearance of the expeditionary force has always been assumed by the deputy commander Erich. He answered reporters' questions and attended meetings.

Anyway, even if the entire army is sloppy and out of tune, as long as Erich's image is maintained, the external image of the expeditionary force will be fine.

Lu Fenghan pulled out his chair and sat down: "If you want to reason, go to General Nie. The military's semi-public meeting is used for publicity. Your faces will be processed, and your appearance will not be made public, but only your face will be processed."

Mei Jielin: "Understood, everything is for the face of the expeditionary army?"

After finishing speaking, she saw that the conductor pressed his tie deliberately and naturally on the surface.

Only then did he realize that Lu Fenghan's tie was tied exceptionally well.

Mei Jielin propped her chin with her hand: "Commander, who tied your tie?"

The corner of Lu Fenghan's mouth twitched suspiciously, his smile was not complete, and he just asked: "Can't it be me?"

Mei Jielin rolled her eyes and said, "Come on, everyone is equal to each other!"

After she said this, all the eyes of the people present fell on Lu Fenghan's tie.

The goal has been achieved. With a sullen expression, Lu Fenghan tapped his finger on the table and ordered Po Jun: "Connect to Odin star and start a meeting." He also told the people present, "Sit upright, understand?"

A group of people were powerless: "Understood, I promise to complete the task..."

On the other side, Qiyan didn't wake up until nine o'clock, when Elisa just sent a test questionnaire, he put a pillow behind him, and filled in the answers.Po Jun called in a medical robot to test the secretion levels of various hormones and chemical substances in his body.

According to Elisa, "emotion" is not an item, but a "feeling", which cannot be accurately quantified, and often needs to be based on subjective feelings. She can only use auxiliary means to detect whether the impact of drug reduction is being reduced in an orderly manner.

On this issue, apart from some special circumstances, Qi Yan was not too eager.He analyzed that it should be related to Lu Fenghan never giving him any pressure.

Lu Fenghan never said or revealed "you need to recover quickly" or "what if you can't recover".

It even made Qiyan feel like losing his emotions, just like coughing or catching a small cold, which is neither strange nor serious.

He is not an outlier in the crowd.

Qi Yan said without beginning or end: "The general is fine."

Po Jun continued: "I also like the general very much."

After being poked by a certain word in this sentence, Qi Yan's usually deserted brows and eyes rarely showed a trace of panic.

At this time, Po Jun added another sentence: "I like you very much, too."

The sudden rapid heartbeat calmed down again, Qi Yan picked up her quilt and pillow, opened the door and went back to her room.

The meeting lasted almost the whole morning, and it became the headline of the "Leto Daily" in an instant.The picture of the expeditionary army took up a large frame, and Mei Jielin sighed: "The highlight moment of life, old—no, Miss Ben's sitting posture has never been so dignified!"

At this moment, the tie had been thrown away somewhere by her, the coat was draped, and the sleeves of the shirt were rolled up, much like a big sister who collects protection fees on a planet with bad security.

Wein also leaned over to take a look: "It's true, from the photos, we are all well-mannered and well-dressed! It's not in vain that I got up 10 minutes earlier to put on a tie!"

Hearing the word "tie", Mei Jielin remembered: "Where is the commander?"

kitchen.

The kitchen on the command ship was set up for the commander-in-chief and the captain. It had nothing to do with privileges. It was just because these people often missed the meals in the cafeteria. Some kitchen utensils and canning raw materials.

However, over the years, the kitchen utensils are as clean as new, only the nutrients have been changed batch after batch.

Mei Jielin once said: "My life is given by nutrients!"

Lu Fenghan is making noodles.

Yesterday, Vincent took a break to disembark from the ship, and Lu Fenghan specially asked him to go to Mikono Planet to buy a lot of star mushroom powder.

Knead the dough according to the tutorial, put it into the machine to press the noodles, Lu Fenghan said: "It's not too difficult."

The water in the pot has started to boil, Lu Fenghan threw thin noodles into the pot, and asked Po Jun: "Big fire or low fire?"

Po Jun replied: "According to the tutorial, it should be a small fire."

Lu Fenghan searched for a while, and finally found the gear to adjust the fire intensity.

Lu Fenghan was quite patient while staring at the seconds counter projected in the air. After staring for a while, he laughed again: "I'm not so focused on the countdown to the warm-up of the missile thrusters."

A human voice suddenly came from the door: "I was not so shocked when I saw the wise men of the rebel army immediately hold a surrender ceremony and cry bitterly!"

Lu Fenghan knew just by listening to the movement, a group of them came as soon as they came.

"Are you all free?"

Wein immediately replied: "Not idle! Passing by!"

Mei Jielin was not afraid of death, so she took a closer look: "Commander, what did you cook, it smells so good!"

The implication is obvious.

Lu Fenghan said indifferently, "It has nothing to do with you."

When the noodles were cooked, Lu Fenghan scooped them up and rinsed them in cold water, then put them on a dinner plate and added seasonings.

When Lu Fenghan left the kitchen, Mei Jielin elbowed Wein, shook her head and sighed: "Hey, did you find out, the commander-in-chief of our expeditionary force is really eaten to death."

Qiyan is fine-tuning the starship central control system in the equipment room.

After staying on the command ship for more than half a month, he noticed more details of the battlefield, and an idea came up. After telling Lu Fenghan, he got into the equipment room.

It wasn't until Lu Fenghan came in with his face upright that Qi Yan realized later: "It's noon?"

Seeing his confused look, Lu Fenghan deliberately said: "Dinner is ready."

The prayer was believed, but he was even more at a loss: "Time flies a bit fast."

Lu Fenghan had no choice but to pinch the tip of his nose: "Just kidding, twelve fifty."

When he saw the plate in front of him, Qi Yan was surprised: "Star Flower Mushroom Noodles?"

If there is too little time to go back and forth on Mikono Planet, it will only be - Lu Fenghan did it.

Sitting down on the chair next to him, Lu Fenghan was very confident: "Try to see if there is any improvement compared to before?"

Qiyan took a sip.

From the look on his face, Lu Fenghan could roughly tell that the result of this cooking was at least above the passing mark.

At least Qi Yan didn't swallow the whole thing like he did in Leto, and silently put down the chopsticks.

After eating two more mouthfuls, seeing Lu Fenghan sitting loosely leaning against the back of the chair, with his right hand resting on the edge of the table, looking at himself, he prayed to stop the chopsticks, and invited: "General, do you want to eat too? We can eat together."

Lu Fenghan wanted to get another set of tableware, or wait until Qiyan was full before moving his chopsticks, but before he could open his mouth, Qiyan rolled the noodles into small balls and brought them to his mouth.

He moved naturally, but his earlobes were smudged red because he didn't dare to meet his gaze.

The little mole on the top is very eye-catching.

After a few seconds of stillness, Lu Fenghan supported the edge of the table with his hands, leaned over, and ate the food that was fed by Qi Yan.

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Than a careful heart made of pomegranate seeds~

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