What a pitiful marrow-washing herb【Interstellar】

The general who failed to scare the child changed the subject resolutely: "Stand over there and warm up first."

Qin Liu trotted for two steps, stood still at the place he designated, and asked, "Why is it so hot..." Body?

Before he finished speaking, he was thrown into the sky, the general pressed his ear: "Concentrate."

Five minutes later, Qin Liu gasped and heard him say, "Is it hot?"

It's hot! It's hot!

Qin Liu felt that his throat was smoldering, and he couldn't speak, so he could only keep nodding. He also suspected that the general was avenging himself because he hadn't been frightened just now.

The upright general asked the system to change the weight-bearing mode, and two dumbbell plates appeared on the ground.

Qin Liu shook his head and backed away, but was pulled back by the general, with two dumbbell plates hanging on his hands, the general held his arm to straighten him, and then kicked his feet out.

"Squat, go down."

He directly entered the instructor mode, pressed Qin Liu's shoulder to make him go down a few minutes, and then pinched the watch to time him.

Qin Liu's thighs and arms were almost shaking into sieves. He secretly circulated his spiritual power, swam around, and immediately felt much more comfortable, so he quietly peeked at the general.

After being spotted, the general suddenly took two steps back and looked at him for a while, then adjusted it on the optical brain, and two larger barbell plates appeared on the ground.

Qin Liu was frightened immediately: "I, I, I was wrong!"

It was supposed to scare him that the general would drop the new plates with satisfaction.

At the end of the countdown, the optical brain made a beeping sound, and Qin Liu, whose face was flushed from holding back, looked at him eagerly.

The general stood beside him and nodded: "Put it down."

Then press on his back, protect his waist and guide him: "Don't bend your back, just put it down."

Qin Liu dropped the dumbbells, and wanted to sit back as soon as his buttocks softened, but was pinched by the general's arm and refused to let him go down.

He grabbed the general's skin with his hands, trying to twist him 180 degrees, or even 360 degrees, but he heard that the general was counting down for him.

"30-second rest countdown, ten, nine..."

Qin Liu supported the arm around his waist with both hands, and kicked weakly with his limp legs.

Qin Han counted to one, and then asked him to move on to the next move.

An hour later, Qin Liu stared blankly at the front, his muscles were so stiff that he could hardly feel it anymore, Qin Han took off his weight.

"Okay, okay, stretch it."

Qin Liu, who had been amnesty, had his legs go limp, grabbed the general's clothes and fell down, and then was pushed to the ground by the general, pulling his piled up muscles.

will

Jun pinched his shoulders and felt a little tight, so he let him lie on the ground with his hands crossed above his head.

He stood on top of Qin Liu, grabbed his arms with both hands, and lifted his upper body up: "The head passes through the arms, yes, it naturally hangs down."

The general bent one leg and put his knee against his upper back: "Relax...relax...yes...relax."

Qin Liu, who was relaxing, recovered his breathing following his slow push and pull, and then——

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—"

The general put his legs down as if nothing had happened, and praised him: "Not bad."

Qin Liu, who felt that his chest was completely opened, was crying and laughing at the same time, the tears were about to come out, as if every bone made a soft cracking sound.

The general stroked his head and continued to stretch him.

Ten minutes later, Qin Liu was as soft as noodles, hanging on him and leaving the training room.

I happened to meet the liaison officer who caught up with me.

The liaison officer just woke up, rubbing his eyes, and saw a young man with a flushed face and beads of sweat hanging on the general.

The young man was very good-looking. There was a bag tied on the back of his head, but now it has been scattered for some reason. The sleepy liaison officer gave a military salute to the two of them in a daze, and then: "Qin, Qin... "For a long time.

The three adjutants who heard the movement saw him stand up and raised his head, and shouted super loudly: "Hello, Mrs. Qin!"

Qin Liu: He felt that the leaves were a little itchy, the kind that wanted to itch.

It's also strange that General Qin has been single for too long. He has been in the army all year round. Although there are lace news, the soldiers have been with him the longest. How can they not know whether the news is true or not?

A group of soldiers who have broken their hearts for the general's life-long event have rehearsed how many times in private, seeing the reaction of the general's wife.

At this moment, the liaison officer came out in a sleepy state, and shouted out when he saw this misleading scene.

The corners of the adjutant's mouth were almost pursed into a straight line. He stepped forward quickly, covered the liaison officer's mouth, let him struggle, and dragged him behind.

The adjutant glanced at the two of them, a little embarrassed: "The route has been adjusted, the starship is on autopilot, general..."

The general pushed back Qin Liu, who was gritting his teeth and trying to jump up from him, and called the liaison officer.

The liaison officer hiding behind the adjutant trembled, strode out, and gave a military salute: "Here!"

The general said gently: "Go to the training room and wait for me."

Liaison officer: ...he is just a liaison officer, why should he undergo training that a liaison officer should not have to undergo.

Qin Liu: Hee hee hee.

The general dragged Qin Liu back to his room, adjusted the bath water for him, just like the time on Xingwang, when he stripped him naked, he suddenly coughed lightly.

Facing the puzzled eyes of the young man, the general bowed his head and took two steps back, turned his face sideways, his eyes slanted to the floor.

"The liaison officer is still waiting for you in the training room, come out as soon as you finish washing, and be careful not to catch a cold."

He didn't give Qin Liu time to react, and immediately exited the misty bathroom after speaking. He closed the door with his backhand, exhaled slowly, and the hot air in the bathroom slowly drifted half a circle around him, before dissipating immediately.

Qin Han walked towards the training room. In the star network, he thought that Qin Liu was using a virtual body, but he touched his bones and muscles during training, and it was exactly the same as that time.

The general put his two fingers together and rubbed them together, and he could almost recall the soft feeling on the opponent's body. His palm seemed to be on fire, and it spread out in an instant, and his heartbeat was a little irregular.

So the liaison officer waiting in the training room saw the general come in with a serious face, his face was tense, and the liaison officer swallowed.

He could only see the general's expression on the general's face during the war. He had a faint feeling of bad feeling, and he was deeply worried about whether he could leave the training room today.

It was said to be training, but it ended very quickly, the liaison officer couldn't keep up with the general's rhythm, the general's beating (strike out) was not very enjoyable, and the breath couldn't be released, and it was uncomfortable to hold it in his chest.

The liaison officer lay dead behind him, Qin Han ignored him, guessed that the little benefactor was about to finish washing, and immediately went back to the room.

After he left, the adjutant came into the training ground and saw the motionless liaison officer on the ground.

He approached, lightly touched the liaison officer's arm with the tip of his toe, and then a sweat-stained hand held his ankle.

That hand trembled violently, and the liaison officer almost squeezed out a voice from his throat: "Yes, death, man, lah..."

The corner of the adjutant's mouth rose for a moment, and then fell down quickly. He grabbed the liaison officer's arm and dragged him out of the training room.

In the room, Qin Liu was lying face down on the bed, buried in the quilt, his wet hair was dripping behind his back, and fainted dots on the quilt.

The general sighed silently, throwing away those wild thoughts, took a towel, sat by the bed, dug out the head of the little benefactor, and put it on his lap.

Qin Liu followed his strength and rested his pillow for a while, but felt that it was too stiff again, so he thumped the general's chest twice dissatisfied. The force was so soft that the general didn't feel anything.

He wiped Qin Liu's hair. The not-so-soft towel rubbed against Qin Liu's scalp. The general was in a daze, feeling that his movements were exceptionally proficient.

It seems that in the distant past, there was once such a boy who lay on his lap, closed his eyes, and obediently allowed him to move.

Qin Liu, who "obediently let him move", shook his head vigorously. His hair was long. If the general hadn't leaned back in time, he would really have his hair slapped on his face. If so, the hair on Qin Liu's hair Water droplets still splashed out, dripping on the general's face and neck.

General: Sure enough, it's a hallucination, cute or something.

After Qin Liu shook his head, his spiritual power spun around, and his hair was neatly draped behind his back again. He moved down from the general's legs little by little, and buried himself back under the quilt.

Where is the quilt comfortable on the thigh?

Qin Liu raised his head secretly, glanced at the general through the gap in the quilt, and buried it back again.

In the past, Xianjun always liked to brush his hair, and he was not allowed to use spiritual power to dry it, so the cave was warm. He couldn't beat Xianjun, so he could only honestly let Xianjun rua his hair.

now?

Qin Liu buried himself in the quilt and secretly rejoiced, anyway, the general can't beat him now hahaha.

The general washed the towel and hung it to dry, and was about to dig him out when he went back, when he suddenly received a communication from the adjutant.

On the other side of the light brain, the adjutant turned the camera, facing the door of Qin Han's house, a silver wolf in front of the house persevered on it, hooked its claws on the door, and slowly slid down in a free fall.

No one spoke for a while, watching the wolf cub go up and down a few times, Qin Liu bounced up from the bed and let out an "ah".

He forgot about the wolf cub again, and the adjutant simply explained there that he bought some minced meat and goat milk to store on the starship, so he didn't starve to death.

"When you came back, it was sleeping. After waking up, I mixed it with minced meat. It didn't know what it smelled, so it refused to eat it. It came to you after smelling it all the way."

Where is it looking for a general?Qin Liu slandered, obviously because he smelled his breath and just wanted to have a meal with the spirit gathering array.

It just so happened that the wolf cub turned his head and saw the general in the communication at a glance, and jumped on him excitedly. For a while, the camera was full of fluff.

It recognized that the person inside was the person who kept the marrow-washing grass. He kept sticking out his tongue, wagging his tail, and dangling in front of the camera.

Qin Han looked at the wolf face that was gradually becoming silly: "...I'll open the door."

He turned off the communication, and the door only opened a crack. The wolf cub immediately slammed the door open like a wind, and rushed in. The liaison officer supported the adjutant's shoulders, and stretched his head to look inside.

Just seeing the young man from before, the adjutant secretly thought something was wrong, but he still didn't gag him, and heard the words blurted out by the liaison officer.

"How about living together?"