stop fighting

The room itself was not big, and the space was cramped even more with three big men.

There was still a sleeping bag in Lu Ze's closet, so the arrangement became: Ling Qian slept on the bed, Jude slept on the sofa outside, and he squeezed into the bedroom with Ling Qian holding the sleeping bag.

After all, they don't know much about Jude, so the two of them didn't say anything else. After eating and clearing up the dishes, Ling Qian went into the bedroom early in the morning, and Lu Ze talked to Jude outside. After a while, it was time for electricity regulation.

Lu Ze greeted Jude and entered the bedroom, only to find that the bed was empty, the glass door leading to the balcony was half opened, and the curtains were constantly lifted and lowered by the chilly night wind, revealing a faint figure.

Lu Ze walked over lightly.Sure enough, Ling Qian was standing on the balcony, with his elbows resting on the railing, his back slightly arched, forming a beautiful arc under his shirt, but it also gave off an indescribably thin feeling.

Lu Ze's heart twitched inexplicably, and he went straight to wrap his arms around the man from behind, resting his chin on Ling Qian's shoulder, took a deep breath, and said nothing.

Ling Qian seemed to be thinking about something, and was taken aback by him, turned his head slightly, brushed the tip of his nose against Lu Ze's side face, and kissed him a long kiss.

"What's wrong?" Lu Ze whispered.

Ling Qian shook his head: "It's nothing, I'm just a little worried about Xiaobai, he has never been separated from me for such a long time before."

Lu Ze paused, rubbed against his ear for a while, and said in a vague voice, "It really feels like a long time. Don't worry, we will set off next week, and it will be with us then."

Ling Qian let out a "huh".

Lu Ze noticed his absent-mindedness, and took a bite on the side of his neck: "What are you still thinking about?"

Ling Qian glanced at him with some warning: "Jude is still outside."

Lu Ze: "..."

"Am I that hungry..." His voice was filled with grievances.

Ling Qian looked at him for two seconds, couldn't help laughing, turned his face and kissed him on the chin, and the smirk between his brows and eyes faded a little: "Are you going to have a training camp tomorrow?"

Lu Ze said "Yes": "Before the mission, we will call the team members for a brief training in advance as usual, and it is also to sharpen the tacit understanding between each other."

After a pause, he seemed to have remembered something, and looked at Ling Qian with a half-smile in his eyes: "I almost forgot if you didn't tell me, you are going too."

Ling Qian: "..."

"Is it too late for me to report and quit now?" He said sincerely.

Lu Ze raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"

Ling Qian kissed him again flatteringly: "I think I can bribe my instructor a little bit."

Lu Ze was tickled by him, and tightened his arms around him, pretending: "That depends on how you bribe."

Ling Qian's eyes slowly bent, and he simply turned around in this position, leaning his back on the balcony railing, looking at Lu Ze from the bottom up.

Even though he was in the posture of being pressed down, his imposing manner was not bad at all. He raised his head slightly, and kissed Lu Ze's Adam's apple all the way, and finally stopped at the position of Lu Ze's eyes, exhaled and said softly: " Are you satisfied with this, Captain Lu?"

After a pause for a second, he "tsk": "No, I should call you...my instructor?"

Lu Ze: "..."

He suddenly and deeply understood what it means to play with fire.

"Jude's still inside." Now there was some warning in his voice.

Ling Qian laughed lazily: "I know."

Lu Ze stared at the man in front of him bitterly for a few seconds, then simply picked him up by the waist and turned back to the bedroom.

Ling Qian was still smiling softly until he was covered on the bed. Lu Ze couldn't do anything about this man, turned over and shook off the quilt, wrapped Ling Qian inside like a rice dumpling, and hugged him from behind. , "Sleep."

Ling Qian was indeed sleepy. Being hugged by Lu Ze felt surprisingly safe, and he fell asleep soon after closing his eyes.

Hearing the breathing sound of the person in his arms gradually become even and long, Lu Ze slightly loosened his hand, put one arm on the mattress, propped up his upper body and looked at Ling Qian's side face, the emotion in his eyes suddenly changed. It's a bit complicated.

After a long time, he sighed silently, gently raised his finger, traced the outline of Ling Qian's eyebrows, and finally hung on the tip of his nose.

"When will you really trust me..." His voice was as soft as a feather, with an indescribable sadness.

When Ling Qian woke up the next day, there was nothing behind him.I don't know why he slept very soundly this time, as if he had returned to his student days, and the simplicity of life made people think it was a kind of happiness in retrospect.

Hearing the sound of someone walking softly outside, he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with living like this.

Putting on his clothes lazily, he swayed out slowly with his slippers on.

Jude was not there. There were two cups and a few steamed buns on the coffee table in the living room, and there was a faint sound of water in the bathroom.

The wall clock on the wall showed that it was just after 8 o'clock, and Jude probably went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, so he opened the cup of soy milk and began to drink.

It didn't take long for Lu Ze to come out wiping his hair. He had no clothes on, only a bath towel was loosely wrapped around his waist, and there were still some drops of water on his exposed abdominal muscles.

He was a little surprised to see Ling Qian sitting on the sofa: "Are you up?"

Ling Qian nodded, his eyes fell on his six-pack abs, he blinked, turned his head and looked at his nose and heart and began to eat buns.

Lu Ze noticed the change in his expression, so he simply walked over and sat next to him: "I remember you don't eat celery."

Ling Qian didn't raise his head: "I don't want to eat."

The smile on Lu Ze's face became ambiguous: "The bun in your hand is stuffed with celery."

Ling Qian: "..."

He looked down at the half-bitten bun in his hand, and Lu Ze really didn't lie to him.

Coughing as if to cover up, he looked at the bun in his hand and continued to eat it, and he didn't mind throwing it away.

Seeing the man's tangled expression, Lu Ze finally gave a satisfied smile, took the half bun from his hand, took a bite, and said vaguely: "Jude has already gone to the training ground, the time is set. It’s 9 o’clock, so it’s still early.”

While talking, he helped Ling Qian open another bag intimately: "This is stuffed with cabbage."

Ling Qian squinted at him: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Lu Ze showed his white teeth with a smile: "How could this be intentional? I thought you hadn't woken up yet. Besides, there are still things on me that you haven't seen. Let me show you now. "

Ling Qian stretched out his hand to take down the steamed stuffed bun in his hand, and said solemnly, "Come eat after changing your clothes."

Lu Ze: "..."

Seeing that it was useless to pretend to be pitiful, he had no choice but to stand up with a sigh and walk slowly into the bedroom.

Behind his back, Ling Qian exhaled out of his sight.

It was almost 9 o'clock when the two finally arrived at the training ground.

It was the first time for Ling Qian to visit such a place, and everything felt very novel.What was different from his imagination was that there were only three people in front of the square football field, two were jogging on the track, and one was doing stretching on the side.

According to the practice of carrying out missions in the past, except for the captain, the ordinary soldiers incorporated into the action team will receive a formal notice the day before the special training, telling them the time and place of the training. As for the teammates, it will not be known until then. who is it.

Seeing the two of them approaching, the stretcher straightened up and said hello: "Captain—"

It is the title of Fang Lu.

Immediately afterwards, her eyes fell on Ling Qian who was beside her, and she hesitated for a second: "Ling...Professor Ling?"

Ling Qian was wearing Lu Ze's previous training uniform, the trousers were similar, and the shoulder line of the T-shirt was a bit wider, making him look a bit thin.

"Professor Ling is going with us too?" Fang Luxian was a little surprised.

Lu Ze knocked on her forehead: "Professor Ling is here as a special guide, so he will train with us these few days. How is their warm-up for watching chess?"

"Just ran 3 laps, and there are [-] laps left."

Lu Ze narrowed his eyes and took a look, took out a stopwatch from his pocket and hung it around his neck: "Okay, then get ready to start."

Ling Qian was dragged onto the runway almost before he could react.

He also received special training for a period of time when he entered the Institute of Biology before the end of the world, but on the one hand, the intensity was not high, on the other hand, he didn't particularly like this kind of training, and his grades were barely passed.

During the time when he and Xiao Bai were in the old city, he forced himself to do specific physical training every day. Now it is not particularly difficult to keep up with Lu Ze and the others, but it is still a bit difficult.

When it came to the third item, Lu Ze had already noticed that his breathing rate was not right, so he immediately turned off his watch, and let Fang Lulian lead Zheng Guanqi and Jude to continue down, while he himself led the other students in the Lingqiandao playground. Do some adaptive training on one side.

Ling Qian was very silent during the training, even if his face had started to turn pale, he would not take the initiative to say a few words too strongly.

Seeing his reaction like this, in Lu Ze's eyes, an indescribable anxiety arose for no reason.

"Stop—" After doing the fourth set of pull-ups, he pinched his watch and strode forward.

Ling Qian's arm was still hanging on the ring, and he was a little strange when he heard this: "Aren't there two more groups?"

Lu Ze looked at him from the bottom up: "Although I said that the whole team needs special training, but I can understand that your situation is special, and you plan to push yourself like this without saying anything? If someone else leads What about the team? Do you know what your body is like?"

Ling Qian didn't understand why he suddenly changed his face, blinked his eyes, let go of the ring and fell to the ground, before he could say anything, Lu Ze interrupted him: "This is not the old city now, We are just regular training, and you don't need to work so hard."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, then said "Take a few minutes' rest first" bluntly, then turned around and walked in the direction of Fang Lujian and the others.

Ling Qian stayed where he was, a little confused, but didn't say much. He sat on the concrete table on one side and unscrewed the bottle of water at hand.

Not long after, Lu Ze blew his whistle: "Disband on the spot, rest for 15 minutes."

There was some unexplainable irritability in the voice.

Ling Qian felt more and more inexplicable.

Not far away, Fang Lu looked at him slyly, and then at Lu Ze. Seeing that he had gone to talk to Zheng Guanqi, he immediately turned around and slipped towards Ling Qian.