What a pitiful marrow-washing herb【Interstellar】

The general, who was busy with military affairs, refused him righteously, and then couldn't stand being stared into by the emerald green eyes of his little benefactor, he moved back a little.

Qin Liu immediately got up and approached him: "We used to sleep together!"

The general had a headache. Sleeping with a grass was a completely different feeling than sleeping with a person. He could only coax: "Hey, you are a human now, and humans can't sleep together."

After he finished speaking, he felt something climbed up his shoulders, touched his cheek along his neck, it was cold, he secretly thought something was wrong, and saw a touch of green from the corner of his eye.

The person in front of him disappeared in the next second, and a grass was firmly stuck to his neck. Qin Han heard his voice ringing in his ears: "That's all right! I'm another grass!"

Qin Han: "...let's change back."

He was a little helpless, his neck was stiff and motionless, he felt awkward everywhere, obviously he could act as nothing before, but now just thinking of his little benefactor sticking to his neck would make his heart beat faster.

Of course Qin Liu would not come down, pestering him insisting on an answer, the general poked the light screen silently, and then sent him a series of messages.

The optical brain kept ringing, Qin Liu took it out from the space, poked it with the tip of the leaf, and saw a frame pop up—fingerprint not detected.

Qin Liu: "..." The general set a fingerprint password for him, so he had no choice but to change back into a human form, and then clicked on the message the general sent him, and found that it was three books.

"On Children's Sexual Enlightenment Education"

"The most important point of adolescence - let your child understand the distance"

"The Secret of the Body"

Qin Liu: "..."

He scanned his consciousness and opened his mouth slightly in disbelief.The interstellar era is indeed very progressive and open, and the previous chapters are now formal enlightenment books.

He looked at the general, but the general's eyes moved away slightly and fell on the ground, with a suspicious blush on the tips of his ears.

Just as Qin Liu was about to speak, the general suddenly stood up, so he could only raise his head and stare blankly at the general.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and no one in the room spoke for a while, Qin Han's Adam's apple slid up and down, his mind went blank for a moment, and he even forgot what he wanted to say when he got up.

The air gradually became sticky, Qin Han looked away first, coughed lightly, and his voice became hoarse for some reason: "Call me if you need anything."

Qin Liu looked at him in a daze and went out again.

Strange, he obviously wanted to

Same as before, until the general agreed, but just now he couldn't speak for no reason, so he touched his face with the back of Bing Bing's hand.

It was scorching hot, and the marrow-washing grass was a little scary. Is this what humans call a fever?But how could a spirit grass have a fever?He is not a mortal with no spiritual power.

Qin Liu lifted the quilt, whirled around on the floor of the room, and fanned his face with his hands in an attempt to cool down.

The temperature didn't drop, but my head turned a little dizzy.There were stars in Qin Liu's eyes, his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he slammed his body straight to the floor. A leaf came up from under it, supported his waist, and changed the direction for him.

Qin Liu fell into the soft quilt. He suffocated himself for a while, then sat up again, retracted the quilt, opened the book the general gave him, and read it with a blushing face.

The night was already deep, the mothership's protective coating was turned on, the entire hull disappeared into the air, and the surrounding tents also turned black, hiding in the deep night.

Someone woke up from the dream, calmed down on the bed and took a breath, the man sat up and took a sip of water.

In his dreams, he always saw a faint touch of green, and when he grew up, the green gradually became clearer.

That is a grass.

There are six leaves, sometimes the leaves stand upright, sometimes they hang limply on the ground.

But it doesn't seem to be ordinary grass, occasionally there will be long and thin leaves sticking out from the ground, floating in the air.

He has never seen this kind of magical plant in real life since he was a child, as if he is a living person, he can perceive the emotion of the grass, when he is happy, the leaves appear particularly energetic and unhappy, The leaves will wilt.

Just like being alone.

So he began to look forward to every night, thinking about what the grass looks like tonight?Are you happy?Still wronged?

Until he fell into a dream again one night, and saw a slender young man. In his dream, it seemed that there was always a layer of white mist shrouded in it. He couldn't see the young man's appearance clearly, but he vaguely remembered his emerald green eyes, which were beautiful. Quite a bit, a small knot was pierced into the back of the head, and a green hairpin was stuck obliquely on it.

He had never seen this kind of jewelry before, he only felt that the hairpin was green and green, which matched the boy's eyes very well.

Sometimes the teenager was talking to him, and sometimes he was talking to other people, and he became an outsider again, just watching their lives.

The man glanced at the time, it was already two o'clock in the morning, he never told anyone about his dream, just like a stubborn child guarding his only toy and refused to let go.

He thought that the dream was just a dream, but he never thought that the boy in the dream could come out, his face was fresh, as cute as he imagined, his green eyes turned out to be round, and the little cockroach on the back of his head was also the same as It was exactly the same in his dream.

"Qin Six."

A low voice sounded in the quiet room. The man circled the two words between his lips and teeth, swallowed them again, and hid them in the deepest corner of his heart.

The warm breath blew past Qin Liu's ears, and the general sat down opposite him. Qin Liu rubbed his ears uncomfortably, making his whole ears pink.

Qin Han smiled inexplicably when he saw this, and then saw the wolf cub being hugged by Qin Liu, his smile froze again.

General: "..." Why did he pick up the wolf cub back then? Was it because wolf meat was not tasty?

The wolf cub trembled, and then persistently burrowed into Qin Liu's arms. Qin Liu had nothing to do with it. The wolf cub's fur hadn't grown hard yet, and it felt soft to the touch, and it felt good in the hand. He quietly took out a A spirit stone that had been almost absorbed by him was stuffed into its mouth.

Immediately, the wolf cub stopped fussing, lay obediently on Qin Liu's lap, closed his eyes comfortably, and let out a lazy snort from his nasal cavity.

Yan Jiu wanted to restart the topic, so he praised the cuteness of the wolf cub: "You two have a good relationship. I have a nephew who raises a cat and spends every day with the cat. I suspect that he is going to marry the cat."

Who would marry a cat?When he said this casually, his intention was to open up the topic, but how did he know that Qin Liu once said that he didn't mind species?

Qin Liu himself didn't think of this incident, but the general's smile completely froze on his face.

Qin Han: "..." Sure enough, I still eat wolf meat.