When I was reborn, I was living on the interstellar farm.

Lingsang took out two glasses of watermelon juice and saw Feng Mingchen sitting upright on the recliner. It was funny no matter how he looked at it.

"Isn't it uncomfortable to sit like this?"

“Not uncomfortable”

Lingsang handed him a glass of watermelon juice, "Here you go."

He walked to the recliner on the other side and sat down. "This is juice squeezed from a fruit called watermelon. Have a drink and see."

Looking at this glass of liquid that was similar in color to blood, Feng Mingchen did not dare to drink it easily.

But the smell it wafts out is very nice and tempting.

The smell was better than any fruit he had tasted before.

"Just smelling it can't be accurate about what it smells like. Give it a try."

Looking at Feng Mingchen, Lingsang took a sip first. The sweet watermelon juice was her favorite, and she added ice cubes to her glass.

After taking the first sip, Feng Mingchen fell in love with the taste.

He only has a feeling now that Lingsang's planting technology is better than anyone at the Botanical Research Institute.

"How about", sharing the food she likes with friends she likes, and hoping that the other person will like it as much as she does.

"This is my first time drinking juice, and it tastes unexpectedly delicious." He never expected to eat natural fruits grown in Lingsang in this way.

Fruit is very precious, and no one can innovate the way to eat it like her. This is a good experience.

"That's good." Lingsang took out a pot of watermelon juice and put it on the table, "Drink whatever you want, as long as you have enough."

Lingsang, who was in a happy mood, was lying on the rocking chair. When he saw Feng Mingchen still stretching his body, he looked very uncomfortable. He began to persuade: "Feng Mingchen, look at me, the function of this kind of chair can only be exerted by a posture like mine." What it does.”

Looking at the rickety chair, Feng Mingchen felt that he would have no grip when lying on it, which made him feel insecure.

"I'm fine the way I am."

Lingsang didn't allow her friend to miss out on this kind of fun. She stood up and came to Feng Mingchen's side, took the watermelon juice from his hand and placed it on the table next to her.

Facing Feng Mingchen, Lingsang said: "Relax."

The distance between the two was not far, and the other person was looking down at him. Not only could he not relax, but he was even more tense.

"Relax, trust me." Lingsang patted Feng Mingchen's tense body with one hand, "Why do I feel you are more nervous."

"I'm not used to being that close to people."

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." Lingsang quickly let go and apologized. A person like him probably doesn't like girls touching him, even if they are his best friends.

He must be a dedicated man, no one else is so clean and self-sufficient.

"I don't mean to dislike you, I'm just... not used to it yet." He really just wasn't used to it, nothing else.

"I understand~" When these two words were spoken, the smile on Lingsang's face was hard not to think of.

While teasing, Lingsang did not forget her purpose.

Feng Mingchen felt a push, and when he realized that his posture was wrong, he wanted to get up, but Lingsang stopped him, "Don't move, keep this position, relax~"

After relaxing, Feng Mingchen understood the reason why this chair was made so arrogantly.

It's not bad to just lie down like this.

"Are you always so meticulous in private when you are alone?"

Feng Mingchen is like a good student in the eyes of teachers and an outstanding son in the eyes of parents. No matter what he does, he has rules and regulations and restrains himself at all times.

"Yes, what's wrong with that?"

"Then what do you think of this current situation?" Lingsang asked.

"Very comfortable", it was the most relaxed he had ever felt.

Feng Mingchen was lying on a chair, drinking watermelon juice and looking at the grapevines above his head, thinking deeply.

Lingsang let a gentle breeze blow by, responding to the scene.

It would be nice if the person lying here with her at this time was a man, so that she could give some comfort to the troubled man next door.

When Lingsang was drowsy, he suddenly heard the person next door talking, "Lingsang, my mother wants to invite you to her birthday, is that okay?"

"Okay, I will definitely go when I can."

It is said that good sisters have met each other's parents and will gain the trust of each other's parents. Although her sister is of different gender, it doesn't matter. She will definitely make her parents feel at ease with her.

"I'll pick you up then"

"Okay, what does your mother like?"

Giving the right gift is the first step in building a closer relationship.

"She likes clothes of different styles." Feng Mingchen chose the cheapest one.

"I understand", she knew what to give.

When Feng Mingchen left, Lingsang took out a brand-new recliner and gave it to him, "You can accept this and lie down as often as you want. There are many comfortable states, so you don't have to limit yourself to a certain point."

Feng Mingchen said with a smile, "I received your suggestion."

"It's finally done." He Taki collapsed on the ground from exhaustion, gasping for air. "I will never give that man any chance to show off."

Qian Duoduo brought a glass of watermelon juice to Helong, "This is watermelon juice made by Lingsang himself. There is only one cup for you."

Helong immediately sat up and took the juice from Qian Duoduo's hand and drank it, "The boss's favorite younger brother is me."

It tastes so good. I didn’t expect watermelon to be so delicious. I learned from it.

After drinking the watermelon juice in one gulp, Qian Duoduo took the empty glass and said, "The watermelon juice is what was left by that man."

"Money, you did it on purpose!!!"