Marriage partner is suddenly a hundred years younger

Fu Han glanced at Lan Xiu as if he was insane, and walked downstairs on his own.When he got closer, he saw that there was only one plate on the dining table, and it seemed that he had no part in it.

But Fu Han didn't feel wronged. In other words, if any Bai Yao people would prepare breakfast for the Blue Star breeders, it would be shocking.So he consciously sat on the sofa on the other side of the dining table.

Eliza looked at Lan Xiu who was neglected and put the tray in her hand against her chin, and whispered to Lan Xiu: "Ah, Lord Lan Xiu, it seems that you are hated by your wife."

Lan Xiu looked at the cup of brewed coffee on the tea table and then at the child with a stiff face on the sofa, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's not me he hates, but all Bai Yaoxing people."

"But Madam doesn't hate me. She talked to me a lot yesterday, and I didn't show any disgust when I hugged him."

Lan Xiu snorted, stretched out his hand and stroked the stupid hair on the top of Elisa's head: "That's because you are not human, idiot."

Lan Xiu walked over to return the controller that he took away last night to Fu Han, and Fu Han took it, saw some traces of friction where the data port was connected, raised his head and asked Lan Xiu: "Did you copy the data of the controller? "

Lan Xiu didn't expect to be found out, so he pondered for a moment: "I copied three copies, I'm sorry I didn't get your permission."

Fu Han just stuffed the controller into his pocket casually, ignoring the other party's apology.

Lan Xiu shrugged wisely, then turned to Elisa and said, "Serve him with breakfast. I'll go to the weapons research and development room of the military region, and I'll be back before dinner."

After finishing speaking, he took a slightly long black windbreaker from Eliza, and put it on casually. A silver-white Bai Yaoxing Federal Army emblem on the chest was dazzling. He tore off the hair tie at the back of his head, and his silver hair was casually let down. The posture is tall and straight, and the spirit is high.

Fu Han didn't intend to look into his eyes at first, and also inadvertently fixed his eyes on Lan Xiu's tall back.Last night, he leaned on the bed and looked like a teenager, but after getting closer, he realized that the other person was a full head taller than him, and Zhou Yunxuan was only half a head taller than him.

Thinking of this, Fu Han felt a little depressed and broke his slender and soft fingers. Could it be that he is already considered short among boys?

Depend on.

Seeing that Fu Han was late, Elisa moved the tray to the tea table in front of Fu Han.

"Madam, please have a meal."

Looking at the three kitten-shaped tableware in the tray, a little white cat was lying on his back to sleep with his limbs raised, a beef sandwich was placed on his soft belly, and another little black cat stretched on the tray. There is a plate of colorful fruit salad on the back, and at the end is a porcelain cup of a little cat, filled with pale pink strawberry milk, and a small fish bubbling in chocolate framed in the middle.

Fu Han's mouth twitched at the strong childish breath coming towards his face. When he walked over just now, he only saw something in the tray, but subconsciously thought that he didn't have his share, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Now he saw The things inside just felt goosebumps popping up on the arms.

But having something to eat is better than starving.

Fu Han scooped up some fruit salad with the spoon in the tray, while Eliza looked at him unblinkingly.

"How is it ma'am?"

After Fu Han chewed two mouthfuls, he felt that his teeth were about to fall out of sweetness. He picked up the strawberry milk and wanted to drink it down, but the milk turned out to be sweeter than the salad, and it would make his oral mucosa even worse after one bite.

Could it be that the taste buds of their Bai Yaoxing people are all very low in sensitivity to sweetness?

Fu Han raised his head to meet Elisa's expectant gaze, and reluctantly nodded: "It's okay." After speaking, he picked up the sandwich and took a bite. Fortunately, there was black pepper in it, and the taste was too sweet to be greasy in his mouth. Just to neutralize.

He looked at Elisa, "You don't need to call me Madam, just call me Fu Han. I'm just a breeder sent here by the Federation, and I didn't enter into a marriage contract with Lanxiu."

Eliza: "But it's impolite to call you by your first name."

Fu Han: "Then you can call me Mr. Fu."

Eliza nodded knowingly immediately: "Okay, I understand Ma'am."

"..."

Elisa is a very talkative robot, very suitable to be sent to accompany patients with depression. This is what Fu Han and Elisa discovered after chatting for a whole morning. Even if it is a topic that is completely unknown, Elisa has the ability Let's chat, and each topic is not repeated.

In the evening, Lan Xiu came back from the military research institute, wrapped in a gust of air-conditioning windbreaker, and brought back a patent application to Fu Han.

Looking at the silver-glowing federal seal on the application form, Fu Han laughed, without even looking at the content of the application form, he pushed back the stack of papers intact.

Lan Xiu: "Don't be embarrassed, you deserve this patent, I just printed the application for you."

Fu Han raised his head and looked at him casually: "I'm not embarrassed, I just think your behavior is very ridiculous. If you really think that this patent belongs to me, then you shouldn't have taken the controller to copy without my permission last night. The data in it will not be played first, and this long-overdue application will be handed over to me after I have used my patent."

Fu Han stood up, at the age of 17, there was an unresolved solemnity between his brows.Those dark eyes always looked deep and melancholy.

Lan Xiu met his gaze, and through Fu Han's eyes, it was as if he opened a door and saw another familiar world.

Fu Han didn't notice the strangeness of the other party, and continued: "There are no reporters here waiting for the news report tomorrow morning, saying how much their Commander Lanxiu respects the civil rights of low-level star races like Blue Star. Forget it, according to Bai Yaoxing's interstellar law, the Blue Stars only retain the most basic reproductive rights, so I have no right to accept this application."

After finishing speaking, Fu Han thought he would be attacked by anger. After all, Lan Xiu could get a patent application, even if it was just a show, it was already very valuable for his humble background.But instead of showing any gratitude, he smacked his nose and said such a bunch of inappropriate words, anyone would be angry.

But if Fu Han pretended to be grateful, that would be a fantasy.

Those who know the current affairs are brilliant, this saying has never worked for him.

Unexpectedly, Lan Xiu's reaction was unexpectedly easy-going.

He looked at Fu Han's serious face and smiled, picked up the application form on the table and nodded: "I didn't think carefully, sorry, I will think about this matter again. I don't think it's too early today Why don't you have dinner together?"

Fu Han froze in place, not understanding why the topic suddenly changed to eating.While still in a daze, Lan Xiu walked towards the restaurant with his shoulders in his arms.

Eliza had arranged a good supper, and placed their meals in half on either side of the table.On one side is a simple white porcelain plate, and on the other side is the same kitten tableware as breakfast.

Fu Han, who had been passive all the time, saw the blue veins on the forehead twitching, he quickly shook off Lan Xiu's hand and stepped forward to sit on one side of the white porcelain tableware, leaving the other childlike child's seat to Lan Xiu.

Lan Xiu sat down across from Fu Han, took a kitten's spoon and dug a large spoonful of strawberry cake.

"Well, it's so sweet." After eating, she stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth.

Fu Han glanced at him, gloating in his eyes: "If it's sweet, eat more kids."

Lan Xiu let out a haha, put the spoon in his hand into Fu Han's plate, dug away a large piece of fat and juicy beef brisket, stuffed it into his mouth and sighed with satisfaction: "It's still delicious. Why don't you call me now?" Grandpa?"

"roll."

"It's not good to swear. I'm a hundred years older than you, so it's normal to call me grandpa."

Fu Han looked at the spoon that was coming towards his plate again, and immediately blocked it with his chopsticks, "Commander Lan Xiu, do you know that there is a word in the old Blue Star saying that we are old and disrespectful?"

Lan Xiu shook his head, and while Fu Han wasn't paying attention, he immediately inserted the last piece of beef brisket on the plate with the fork in his left hand, and chewed the fruit of victory in his mouth under Fu Han's contemptuous gaze.

"I only know that there is a word called childlike innocence. Sometimes the actual age is not important, what matters is the inner age."

Speaking of which, Lan Xiu handed him the only bright red strawberry left in his small plate: "Just like you, don't always be old-fashioned at the age of sixteen or seventeen, crying and laughing a lot to eat the strawberry on the cake It's cute." As he spoke, he inserted a strawberry into Fu Han's mouth, intending to feed it to him.

"Eat it, it's not very sweet."

Fu Han leaned his head back, disgusted: "Take it away."

"Eat it, beef brisket in return. Don't you Blue Star people pay attention to reciprocity."

Seeing the strawberry held up by his mouth for a long time, Fu Han reluctantly opened his mouth, and was about to bite it, but the opposite hand retracted.

Seeing Lan Xiu stuffing the strawberry into his mouth and laughing, Fu Han got up and kicked the chair under the dining table, and stood opposite and looked at him speechlessly.

"Mr. Lanxiu, are you Guigeng?"

"I'm 117 years old, hahaha! Why don't you accept hitting me?"

"Sick and boring!"

"It's not big or small, brat."

I don't know if it's because I'm full, so I'm in a good mood. Fu Han feels that watching Lanxiu is not as annoying as it was at first, but this kind of affection ends before the two of them go to bed.

After Fu Han took a shower, he saw Lan Xiu lying on his back on the bed. When he saw himself coming, he moved inside to make room for a person and lifted the quilt for Fu Han to come up.

Fu Han looked at Lan Xiu's half shoulder exposed from the baggy nightgown, leaning against the head of the bed, enchanting without knowing it, and sincerely invited him to bed.

Fu Han frowned and took off the other pillow on the bed, turned around and was about to go downstairs.

Lan Xiu was dumbfounded, "Hey, I don't do anything to you, so why are you so afraid of me?"

Lan Xiu took Fu Han's arm and tugged it on the bed. This child is cute and very smart, but he has a stubborn temper.

In the end, seeing that Fu Han had no intention of compromising at all, Lan Xiu had no choice but to give him the whole bedroom, and went to sleep in another guest room next door.

Hearing the closing sound of the corridor door, Fu Manchu put on the quilt and slowly closed his eyes, and lightly sniffed the smell of Lanxiu all over it.

He wasn't afraid of Lan Xiu, but the identity of breeder and breeder was separated between them. Every time he got close to Lan Xiu, he would think of this unconsciously in his mind.Even if Lan Xiu respects him and puts him on an equal footing with Bai Yaoren, the relationship between them will not change.

If he told Zhou Yunxuan what happened in the past two days, he would not believe it. There was even a Bai Yao who was willing to share a table with a Blue Star. Even if there was a quarrel, he did not use the slave law to suppress him.

What surprised him the most was that Lan Xiu didn't force himself to perform the task of breeding. Looking at the other party, it seemed that he was not very interested in that aspect. Maybe it was because he didn't look like him.

However, Lan Xiu's attitude made Fu Han shudder from time to time. The other party always looked at him as if he was plotting something, especially after I answered the quantum codes he asked correctly last night, those green eyes were like a dark night. Glittering like a cat.

In fact, as long as it is not trying to make him have a child, other things seem to be tolerable.

Thinking of Fu Han irritably pulling up the quilt to cover the top of his head, and sighing sullenly, he can only hope so lowly now.