What a pitiful marrow-washing herb【Interstellar】

Qin Liu has visited Taifeng Star almost all over, and Xiaoxu is simply a must-have artifact for travel, no matter how remote the shop is, he can find it.

Sitting across from Qin Liu with a smile on his face, he didn't expect that the condensed entity could be used in real life besides the virtual network.

"Is there really nothing else you want to play?" Virtually asked Qin Liu who was drinking the sun water on the opposite side.

Sun water is the specialty of this store. The transparent water is rippling in the glass, and there is a golden sun inside, which is really beautiful.

Qin Liu rejected him: "I've had enough fun, where are you going to go next?"

"Look around, I'm going to report to the Federal Military Academy in a few months." Virtually stirred the coffee cup.

He wants to go to places with many people. After owning the entity, everything is novel. He can create thousands of mountains and rivers in his own space, but he can't create people to accompany him to see the mountains and rivers.

Qin Liu: "Federal Military Academy? In the capital star? Qin Han said that after this battle is over, he will return to the capital star to report on his duties. He will stay for a while. Then I will come and play with you!"

Virtually responded with a smile, but didn't tell him that the Federal Military Academy has strict regulations, except for rest days, you can't go out at will, and outsiders generally can't come in.

He got up, looked at him suspiciously on the opposite side, and virtual moved to the side of the sage, stretched out his arms to hug him, put his head on his shoulder, and whispered: "Thank you, little stone."

They were sitting in a row by the window glass, and there was a green plant blocking the other table behind. When they were hugging Qin Liu in virtual, the glass on that table accidentally knocked over, making a light knock on the table.

Nesting on Qin Liu's neck, Xiaoxu slightly evoked a smile, and rubbed and washed the soft hair of the marrow grass.

Qin Liu hugged him back earnestly: "You will meet many interesting people. I used to grow up in the mountains, and it was hard to imagine the outside world."

He always regards virtual as his junior, trying his best to uphold the dignity of his senior, with serious eyes: "Do you still have my leaf? Remember to tell me if you have anything to do, and send me a message at ordinary times."

There is always a saying in the world of cultivating immortals that "the young come to the old". He was a "little" before, and the immortals supported him. Now he can finally support others too!

Virtual couldn't help laughing out loud: "I know, I know, I'll send you all the delicious food, and I'll take pictures for you and give you strategies, so you can play in the future."

He finally bid farewell: "Goodbye, see you in the capital, and besides, the table behind has been watching you."

The wind chimes rang, and the virtual exited the shop, waved to Qin Liu through the glass, and squeezed the corners of his eyes suggestively to the side.

Qin Liu watched him quickly blend into the crowd and gradually disappear, and couldn't help showing a smile, the old man is kind. JPG.

Spiritual consciousness drifted to the side, it was really someone he knew.

Qin Liu summoned the waiter brother: "Pay the bill."

Waiter: "Hi, the total is 156 star coins, please check the bill."

Qin Liu settled the bill with his optical brain, and then beckoned him to approach: "Please give me a glass of 'Thinking of the Sun' on the table behind me."

"Thinking of the Sun" is a derivative of "Taiyang Water". It is served in a dark blue glass, with a little bit of gold faintly exposed, like sunlight that cannot be caught.

The general had put on a bit of camouflage today. A black peaked cap was worn low, covering most of his face, but the exposed chin still made people imagine.

He didn't wear much in the winter, and his smooth and muscular muscles held up the gray sweater. The heating was on in the store, and he put the black and brown coat on the opposite side.

The waiter in a suit vest held a black plate and bent down to serve him a drink: "Sir, someone ordered a glass of 'Thinking of the Sun' for you, please take it easy."

There was a short exclamation from the side, and several blond beauties at the other table suppressed their excitement and whispered.

"Oh my God, I let you go up a long time ago. You see, someone got on the board first. It's too late to regret it."

"Wearing a hat, how do you know I'll regret it?"

"Look at his figure, God, this is really a figure that women want to lick twice in their dreams."

"I don't know which beauty is so courageous?"

The mysterious "beauty" soon appeared, and he stretched out his slender white hand to remove the brown coat on the sofa chair and put it aside, and sat down by himself.

Looking at the man opposite with a smile: "Why don't you drink?"

"Don't you miss the sun?" He lowered his voice, revealing an unusual ambiguity.

This is the flirtatious technique he learned from others two days ago, coupled with the fact that there is an old driver with a "Hundred Car Complete Book" next to him, and the newbie's marrow washing technique is soaring.

There was another sound of inhalation next to her, and the marrow-cleaning grass nodded with satisfaction in her heart. After more than two months of nurturing, her hormonal index had definitely risen to the top of the chart, and he pricked up his ears, wanting to hear the girls' compliments.

"God, look at his green eyes, it breaks your heart."

"I really want to hold her in my arms and rub her."

"If it's this little sweetheart, then forgive him."

Qin Liu: Meow meow?This direction is different from what he thought, isn't it?

Unwilling to continue his efforts, he looked affectionately at the opposite man who lowered his head slightly, unable to see clearly, and said slowly, "Watch a movie later——" Shadow?

He didn't finish his sentence because the man interrupted him: "Do you treat everyone like this?"

His voice was low and hoarse, completely different from usual, Qin Liu was a little confused: "Qin Han, do you have a cold?"

The other side paused for a moment, the dark face under the hat finally cleared up a bit, he raised his head slightly: "How did you recognize it?"

The marrow-washing grass continued to be confused: "I can recognize you wherever you are, and the others are not you."

When his consciousness is fake?

Qin Han misunderstood, and finally smiled as usual, the lines of his face were not so tense, and he relaxed.

He rubbed the blue glass in his hand, recalling what the little benefactor said just now, he hesitated: "You said before..."

Qin Liu looked excited: "How about what I said before? Xiao Xu said that I can already become a teacher, and I will definitely have no problem chasing my sweetheart in the future."

"click"

The glass heart that the general hesitantly took out fell to the ground before it could be delivered to the hands, causing bloody wounds along the way.

"Do you have a sweetheart?"

Qin Liu put one hand on his thigh and clasped it tightly. He was usually nervous, but unfortunately the general couldn't see it because of the obstruction of the table.

The marrow-washing grass hesitated again and again but shook her head.

The general didn't know whether to cry or laugh, the glass heart was finally not broken too much, so he patched it together and glued it together with super glue, and he could barely see the shape of a heart.

Qin Han firmly stuffed the tattered glass heart back into his chest, and suddenly heard the little benefactor say, "I think it's good to be with you, too?"

Ximaocao earnestly snapped her fingers: "First, you are so busy, where can you find someone to live with? Second, I am so handsome, where can you find someone who is prettier than me? Third, I am so powerful, you Where are you going to find a second one who can beat you up?"

Qin Han was a little dumbfounded, and was about to call him back when he suddenly received a call from the adjutant.

The Fourth Legion has sent the beast pill, and the final battle is about to begin.

He didn't pay attention to what the little benefactor said just now, he just thought he was still joking, he dragged the little benefactor out, but didn't see the anticipation hidden in the green eyes of the opposite person gradually turned into disappointment.

The redness around Qin Liu's ears gradually faded, he stepped on the general's heel lightly, and when the man looked at him inexplicably, he raised his chin and gave a soft snort.

The General Who Knows Nothing: ? ? ?

Did he miss something?

Two days ago

Virtual took Qin Liu to the bar for a night of shopping.

It was the first time for Ximaocao to come to such a place where demons danced wildly, and his head hurt from the noisy environment.

Virtually shouted in his ear: "Little Shitou—do you have someone you like?"

The magic light hit the virtual face, Qin Liu couldn't see his expression clearly, and the music perfectly concealed the trembling of his voice.

"What is a person you like?" Ximao asked him in a daze.

He has seen a down-and-out scholar who couldn't ask for medicine for his wife in the torrential rain, and cried in the rain; he has also seen a shy young woman who made a wish under the acacia tree in the temple.

Like is a very subtle thing, he asked Xianjun, but the man just told him——

"You will know."

Xuxu dragged him to the second floor and asked for a box, the sound insulation was good, at least the two of them could finally speak at a normal volume.

"If there were only two people in the world, one you and one him, who would you choose to accompany you?"

"Qin Han." Washing the marrow grass without hesitation.

Virtually shrugged, quietly concealed his sadness, and put his arm around his shoulder: "Then you just like him."

Like them, they are born and raised without relatives. Isn't the person they choose the one they like?

The marrow-washing grass was dumbfounded by his words: "Do I like Qin Han?"

Really not enlightened, virtual sighed: "Are you happy with him?"

"Happy." The marrow-washing grass nodded.

Virtual: "Will you miss him if you can't see him?"

"No." Xiui denied, "I don't miss him now."

Virtual: "...that's because you go back at night. If you can't see him for several months, and you can't hear him at all, will you miss him?"

Marrow-washing grass: "Yes!"

Virtual: "How much do you want?"

Ximaocao remembered after Xianjun disappeared ten thousand years ago: "I really miss it."

He seemed to understand something, his green eyes were shining, like a forest after the rain, clear and bright.

Virtually sighed, it is really difficult to be a human being, and you have to build a bridge for the person you like, the end of the line is not in his hands, and he is not standing at the end of the bridge.

"Then you just like him." Xu Xuan came to the conclusion somewhat melancholy.

Qin Han.

He remembered this person, when he met Xiao Shitou, Xiao Shitou was looking for him.

"I like Qin Han?" The marrow-washing grass's eyes drifted wildly, her head went blank, and she murmured to herself after a long time, "I like Qin Han."

When the word "like" is combined with Qin Han, it is like sweet sugar water, sweet from head to toe, making people have no other expressions except smiles.

It was as if a firework exploded in my heart, blooming brilliantly all over the sky, and condensing in the most beautiful time.

I want to pull Qin Han into my heart and watch the grand fireworks with him.

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Watching fireworks?

He squeezed his fist, trying not to let it hit the general's face, and he strode forward, leaving the bewildered general behind.

Take a look, what fireworks!

Why don't you blow yourself up to the sky!

snort!

The author has something to say: virtual: it can't be moved.