What a pitiful marrow-washing herb【Interstellar】

Without speaking hastily, it collapsed into a cake in his palm, six leaves spread out in all directions, and the veins of the leaves were clearly visible.

Qin Han bent a finger and stroked gently along his veins: "Unhappy?"

Qin Liu raised a leaf and shook it.

Qin Han took out a spirit stone: "Hungry?"

A leaf swept away the spirit stone and shook it again.

Qin Han couldn't figure it out, so he patiently licked his leaves over and over again, and then was wrapped up hastily.

Like a green bandage, Qin Liu wrapped the general's fingers around and around, making the originally slender fingers look chubby.

Qin Han bent his fingers tentatively, the leaves were not tightly wrapped, but loose, which did not make the general feel any discomfort from blood clogging.

After twisting for a long time, Qin Liu sent him a voice transmission in a low voice: "You have been away for a long time."

Qin Han froze with his fingers in the air.

Hastily was still trying to cover up, and the tip of the two leaves touched: "I'm not that, just, um, anyway...you've been away for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Han held the two leaf tips that were stuck together in his palm.

The corner of the general's mouth couldn't stop rising: "Miss me?"

Hastily let go of the leaves wrapped around his fingers in an instant, but forgot that the tips of the two leaves were still in his hands, he kicked a few times in mid-air indiscriminately.

Qin Liu: "No, no!"

He hesitated for a long time and didn't know what to say.

The general's heart was pounding by him, his voice became softer, but his tone became more determined:

"Miss me."

Qin Liu simply gave up struggling, and the leaves stood straight down, like a dead salted fish.

Qin Han stopped teasing him, he put the salted fish weed back on the back of his neck, and smiled lightly: "Go out and have a look."

Pretending to be tattooed, Qin Liu adjusted his position secretly, and Ye Zi scratched the general's muscles.

Qin Liu moved and suddenly poked him with Ye Jianjian, hesitating, "I seem to have forgotten something?"

The general who has already opened the door: "..."

At the door, after being picked up, the wolf cub who ate a leaf was lying on the ground with his tongue sticking out.

Seeing the two of them, the wolf cub slapped his short hind legs twice, but didn't stand up in a daze, his eyes kept widening and narrowing into a straight line.

Qin Liu: "..." He seemed to see a transparent soul floating out of the wolf cub.

The general coughed lightly, and was about to pick it up when the back of its neck was whipped carelessly.

Resisting the physical reaction of wanting to tremble, Qin Han put down one hand obediently, and lifted the wolf cub by the back of the neck with the other, and picked it up.

The wolf cub swung left and right like a pendulum in the air: "..."

Qin Han threw the wolf cub to the adjutant who was staring at the light screen: "Get it something to eat."

He sat down in front of the console: "Any news?"

Then Wolf Cub's adjutant replied: "Yes, two."

He opened two panels and pushed the former one to Qin Han: "The Wu family has spoken up and proposed that the Fifth Army be merged into the other four armies."

The general's dark eyes stared heavily at the panel.

The Wu family is the weakest among the other four major armies, and they can usually keep silent, so jumping out at this time will inevitably make people think too much.

The adjutant was rubbing the wolf cub's ears, a little worried: "It's only so big, what should I feed?"

Qin Han took out the can that the adjutant gave yesterday, and threw it back to him: "Try."

He pulled over the second panel, on which was StarCraft's public qualification ranking. He stared at the top and read out word by word: "Anonymous, S-rank."

The adjutant opened the can for the wolf cub, and the wolf cub closed his eyes and sniffed it, then turned his face away, fluttered his short legs, expressing his refusal.

He touched his neck quietly. From just now, Qin Liu, who was motionless and obediently pretending to be fake grass, was holding the edge of the leaf and rubbing against him once and for all.

The general, who was itchy from being rubbed, poked him with his index finger.

Qin Liu cleared his throat and asked him, "That S-level..."

He boasted about himself indiscriminately, and he also wanted to hear the general's rainbow fart.

Qin Han knew nothing about his careful thinking, and even misunderstood him. On the surface, he faced the adjutant, but in fact told his benefactor: "S-level is not important to us, and the Fifth Army will not recruit he."

The adjutant nodded in agreement: "This should be a headache for other legions."

As for the moment, the adjutant looked at the wolf cub who turned his head so much that his neck was about to break, and asked the general seriously, "What should I do?"

The general didn't really want to answer. The general who just said that he was not interested in S-rank people was comforting his little benefactor with his hand.

I thought that the little benefactor would happily entangle me, but I didn't know that he seemed a little unhappy.

Qin Liu heard the three big words "not important" for the general, and was so angry that he wanted to hit him. Because of his position, the adjutant couldn't see him, so he desperately pushed the general's hand away.

"General?"

Qin Han withdrew his hand, somewhat puzzled by his little benefactor's thoughts.

He felt helpless looking at the wolf cub, he should still be drinking breast milk at such a big age, but how can there be any breast milk on the starship?

He was suffering from a headache when he heard Qin Liu send him a voice transmission: "Take him back to the room."

So the general carried the wolf cub back to the room with one hand.

virtual online.

As soon as Qin Liu went offline, Huan Du read the message he sent, and sent him an emoji saying we'll see you next time.

He had just sent it when there was a knock on the door, and he asked, "Who is it?"

There was no sound outside, he was a little strange, went to open the door, Lin Guan stood at the door with a sullen face.

Huan Du hated himself for not looking first, his hands were so fast, it was too late for him to close the door.

Lin Guan put one foot against the door, reached out and grabbed his wrist, pushed him back, he squeezed in, and closed the door behind his back.

Huan Du, who was almost sitting on the ground, gave a "tsk", not afraid of him.

"What are you doing?" He sat on the sofa and called out dissatisfied.

Lin Guan ignored him and sat directly opposite him: "That kid left just now?"

Huan Du was stunned for two seconds, remembering the scene of Xiao Shitou touching Lin Guan's mecha and calling "little friend" before going off the assembly line.

He couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahaha, why don't you call him a kid now?"

Lin Guan squeezed his fist and released it, his voice calm: "Although you are a trumpet, the face you use is not the face of the system."

Huan Du smiled and leaned back: "Then what's the matter, my brother is the heir of the First Legion, but I'm not. It's possible that you don't know me,"

Lin Guan rolled his eyes at him, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Do you want to go to the Fifth Army?"

Huan Du replied coolly, "What's none of your business?"

Lin Guan narrowed his eyes and said mockingly: "Although you are all low-level qualifications, you are still a spoiled child..."

"I said it." Huandu interrupted him, his voice cold: "It's none of your business."

He lowered his head, his eyes stared at the ground, and his broken hair fell in front of his forehead, making it difficult for people to see the expression in his eyes.

Lin Guan turned the ring in his hand irritably, loosened his neckline, his throat quivered, and he was speechless again.

The room was silent.

Qin Liu didn't know the follow-up in the virtual network.

He stuck it to the general's neck and followed him back to the room.

The moment Qin Han closed the door, he hurried down and walked piapia on the ground with two leaves.

The general found it interesting, but seeing the rest of his leaves folded together, he quickly asked him, "What's wrong?"

Qin Liu was a little unhappy, but Qin Han didn't know his identity, so he couldn't vent his anger.

I could only hold back in my heart sullenly, and rushed forward with all my brains.

Qin Han saw that he was walking faster and faster, and the little leaves slapped on the ground, making a sound effect. As he stepped forward, some leaves came out of the ground and wrapped around his ankles.

The helpless general could only stand where he was, and saw him walk to the bed, stretch out the leaves, and lift the quilt with a "swipe".

He was so strong that the quilt flew out, covering the general's head and face.

Qin Han tore off the quilt, hugged him and stood in a small corner, not daring to move, and could only quietly stretch his neck to watch.

A pillow flew towards you, and the general caught it quickly. Seeing the tree slapping its leaves and turning around, he immediately stood up straight with the pillow and quilt in his arms.

The general who stood silently in a military posture saw that the blankets where the pillows were originally placed were bulging. After waiting for a while, small transparent stones were rolled up by a leaf and placed on the ground.

Qin Liu took the Lingshi that Ye Jianjian had kept privately, picked and looked at each one, picked out two of the best quality and stuffed them back under the sheet.

After stuffing it, he remembered the general in the corner and looked over immediately.

Qin Han held the quilt in one hand and the pillow in the other, lowered his head carefully, fixed his eyes on the floor, and looked serious, as if there were combat records written on the floor.

He didn't see anything about the little benefactor's private treasury.

When there are flower pots, they are buried in the soil, and when there are no flower pots, they are hidden under the sheets.

So cute.

Qin Han abruptly pulled back the corners of his upturned mouth, thinking about when to expand his little benefactor's private treasury.

Qin Liu, who was relieved over there, waved the leaf and used the remaining spirit stones to piece together an irregular shape with a hollow in the middle.

He picked up the wolf cub lying dead on one side and placed it in the middle.

Qin Han saw the little benefactor's leaves make several strange gestures, two of which made the general's heart tremble, for fear that he would tie his own leaves into a knot or break them.

Qin Liu's last movement fell, and the spirit stones on the ground suddenly stood up together, the magnetic field in the air twisted, and the spirit stones fell again.

Although the extremely low-profile Spirit Gathering Formation is not as good as the spiritual energy overflowing from the wolf cub's previous spiritual veins, it is enough for emergency use right now.

The wolf cub finally had the strength to howl, he whimpered aggrievedly at Hasao, and was gently patted by a leaf.

Qin Liu, who accidentally forgot about it for almost a day, was a little guilty, and it was rare for him to gently smooth his fur.

The general, who watched the whole process from the side, stared eagerly at the leaf that gently smoothed the wolf cub's fur.

He quietly took a step forward.

With a "click", a thin leaf was drawn at his feet.

General: "..."