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Beside the metal round table in the rest area, Qi Yan was holding a cup filled with clear water, looking out the porthole, apparently in a trance.

"Qi Yan, what are you looking at?" Ye Pei propped his hands on the table, leaned over, and looked out along the line of sight of Qi Yan, only to see the pitch black.

Today the technical department was able to take a three-hour vacation for the first time, and Chagall was able to spare two hours. The three of them hit it off immediately, and they also invited prayers, a rare gathering together.

"I'm looking at the moon," Qi Yan regained consciousness, and pointed in a direction, "The place we're passing is the Anchovy star cluster, and the ocher-red surface over there is a habitable planet, and it has a satellite accompanying it. Seen from the ground of the ocher planet, the appearance of the satellite is very similar to Leto's Moon One," he paused slightly, "the moonlight is beautiful."

Qi Yan said the word "moonlight" very lightly.

But this detail was not discovered—Ye Pei, Mondrian, and Chagall were all attracted by the moonlight similar to Leto in the words of prayer.

Several people watched the distant and inconspicuous satellite through the porthole at the same time.

It was as if Leto's moon could be seen through that satellite.

On both sides of the command ship, a group of starships moved forward at a constant speed. Several people sat back to their original positions. Ye Pei propped his chin: "Do you have this feeling? The command ship is a huge whale, and the group of whales is moving towards the distance in the deep sea. Migrating while we're in the belly of a whale! Isn't it romantic?"

Chagall was drinking the juice in front of him, shaking his head: "I think the command ship is a huge gun/turret, and the ships next to it are other guns/turrets, and we all form a bunch of guns/turrets together!"

Ye Pei slightly rolled his eyes: "Major Chagall, your mind is full of guns and cannons, and you won't have any romantic relationships in the future!"

"In the huge single team of the Expeditionary Army, I am inconspicuous!" Chagall smiled brightly, grinning and showing his white teeth, and scratched the back of his head, "I was discovered by you, I am already a major!"

He turned sideways to reveal the star bars on the epaulettes, "I was promoted a few days ago, and I was promoted after several battles. Among everyone present, I have the highest rank!"

Mondrian was very cooperative: "Yes, sir."

Chagall was full of ambition: "When I accumulate more military merits, I should be able to be promoted to lieutenant colonel in the end."

Ye Pei bit the straw: "Finally?"

"There are not many battles left to fight," Chagall counted with his fingers, "there are twelve legions in the rebel army, and now the fifth, seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh, and twelfth have been wiped out. The first, second, third, fourth, sixth, and five legions are still fighting. But according to the current momentum of the expeditionary force, two battles, at most three, can destroy them, and directly drive the command ship into the rebel army. Live in the court!"

He pretended to sigh, "So, there are not many opportunities left for me to get promoted!"

After listening to it, Mondrian suddenly said, "It's like a dream."

"That's right," Chagall swallowed the juice, and the muscles on his neck and arms tightened, "On the day of the founding, the bomb/bomb fell into Leto like a comet. In a panic, who would have thought that in the near future, I would A captain of an expeditionary destroyer sequence, no, a major, can already begin to think about what posture the command ship should use to enter the palace?"

He scratched his hair again, thought hard for a while, and asked Qi Yan, "What did I say on your hover car?"

Qi Yan replied almost without thinking: "You said Leto just let out like this, what will the alliance do?"

"Yes! That's the sentence! I understand now, what should the alliance do? There is no need to think at all! The alliance will take back everything that was taken away!" Chagall's blood boiled instantly, and he slapped the table with a slap, just about to continue Explaining my thoughts, I suddenly heard a question slanted:

"Grab what?"

Turning his head, Chagall was stunned for three seconds, then "shua" stood up, raised his head and chest, and put his red palm on the end of his eyebrows: "Command!"

The ending is neat.

Ye Pei and Mondrian also quickly got up and saluted: "Good command!"

"Good afternoon." When Lu Fenghan replied, he put his hand on Qiyan's shoulder very naturally.

Seeing Lu Fenghan's movements, Chagall's eyes were a little straightened, and he said with some stuttering: "Directing you to come here?"

"Come to pick up the prayer." Then his eyes fell on the sitting prayer, and Lu Fenghan's voice slowed down two degrees, "It's three o'clock, now it's over?"

When Qi Yan and Lu Fenghan went out together, Chagall couldn't help staring at their backs.When he saw Lu Fenghan take off his coat and put it on Qiyan's shoulders, and the silver star on the epaulets flashed past, he couldn't help but whispered: "It's over, it's over, a senior I met in the destroyer sequence is called Calvin , It is said that two-thirds of the money in his account has been used to bet."

The gamble inside the expeditionary army is an open secret, Ye Pei was curious: "Which side is he betting on?"

Chagall looked sympathetic: "Bet the commander can't fire the first shot before the age of 30."

Ye Pei patted Chagall on the shoulder: "It seems that you can only rely on you to save more star coins, and when your senior is about to starve to death, you will be kind enough to help."

When we returned to the command room, there was already a healing robot on standby.On the lit virtual screen, a video dialog box was connected, and Eliza could be seen busy in the laboratory.

Qi Yan found out at a glance: "Why are you wearing a pair of glasses?"

Elisa raised her head and lifted her glasses frame unaccustomedly: "This is a new fashion in the White Tower recently. I don't know who started this retro decoration. Now whether it is Professor Anderson who is 95 years old or someone who is older than you Those who are a few years older have a pair of glasses in their hands, probably this will make everyone look very knowledgeable."

She squeezed her sore neck and asked the question: "When was the last time you took medicine?"

"Fifteen days ago," Qi Yan remembered clearly, "I've been in a very stable mood recently. Although my memory is still confused, negative emotions have rarely appeared."

Hearing this answer, Elisa on the screen glanced at Lu Fenghan.

"So I independently judged that there is no need for a large amount of drugs to reduce the impact of negative emotions for the time being." When Qi Yan said it, his tone was obviously relaxed.

"Of course, no one knows yourself better than yourself." Eliza smiled happily, "However, you have been taking this drug for almost ten years. To be on the safe side, you can take it three times every two months for the next six months. Then stop taking it completely.”

Qi Yan had no objection: "Okay, I will remember."

"In addition, without the effect of the drug, your pain perception will gradually become normal, but compared with ordinary people, the tolerance threshold will still be lower." Elisa said with gentle eyes, "I am very happy."

When the video communication was hung up, Qi Yan stood there for a while.

He thought, and he was happy too, that those fears, insecurities and self-doubts were far away from him.

At this time, Lu Fenghan hugged him from behind, and the earlobe was kissed, and the person behind said in a low voice: "I remember the first time I went to Turan with you, there was an explosion, and I asked you if you were injured anywhere, you Saying yes, the earlobe was pricked by a grass tip."

Mentioning this incident, Lu Fenghan's chest trembled slightly, and laughter overflowed, "I was still thinking, where did this petiteness come from, so I had to blow it off for you."

This memory prayer is also very clear, and the left earlobe can even recover the tingling sensation at that time. Just as he was about to plead, he suddenly felt a light bite on the pinna.

Praying for breath immediately trembled.

As if bewitched, Lu Fenghan followed Qiyan's earlobe all the way down, and kissed from the side of his neck to his Adam's apple. The delicate collarbone was like a wonderful art design, easily grabbing his mind.

Qi Yan noticed that Lu Fenghan's chest was getting hotter and hotter, and his heartbeat was on his back, and his fingertips felt like an electric current passed through, and there was a tingling sensation.

As the kiss deepened, Lu Fenghan's muscular arms easily picked up Qiyan, put him on the conference table in two steps, and kissed Qiyan's cold lips.At the same time, one of his hands rested beside Qi Yan's ear, and his simple movements revealed a kind of forbearance and cherishment.

The virtual screen with a star map drawn in the meeting room, and the distant stars reflected outside the porthole, were all drawn into the vast sea of ​​stars by the vortex at this moment.

"Words..."

Lu Fenghan pressed the corners of Qiyan's lips, his voice was hoarse and soft, wrapped in a layer of air, it seemed to contain male hormones that made people blush and heartbeat.

Praying that all the viscera and six internal organs have been filled with the breath that belongs to Lu Fenghan, even the bone marrow has been soaked every inch, and everything in front of him is like a thin layer of mist.

He responded a few seconds later: "Huh?"

"When did you fall in love with me, huh?" It seemed to be confirming your own possession.

This question is too difficult, and Qiyan half-opened his eyes: "I don't know." After thinking for a few seconds, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his lips were red from being kissed, "It seems that I just woke up one morning and fell in love with the general." .”

The author has something to say:

Than a Q bomb heart made of jelly~

I'm not in good shape today, it's a little short, I'll try to write a long one when I'm in better shape ~ good night

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感谢在2020-11-0304:16:58~2020-11-0404:25:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Tao Xiaochun;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 44899447, Meow-sama, 2 Tong Sheng; Mi Sheng, Nv Yayao, Snow Rabbit の隳she, the master can fight, turn around and calmly fry tea, the braised pork that fell down, Xizhou, 47547295 , blindliar, Xiaochi, tenderloin, and Lagrange of Brother Lou’s house are not one theorem;