The paper man I raised is a dragon boss

The personal information of high-level military commanders is almost all confidential, so the introduction to Han Yuan in military textbooks is nothing more than content that anyone can look up on the star network.

Nan Xiao turned a page and read the description of the battle softly.

"Han Yuan commanded an army of [-] troops. With the interruption of logistics supplies, he defended the northern city for nearly two months, wiped out more than [-] enemies, and all the citizens in the city evacuated safely until the spring of the following year, when the reinforcements arrived..."

"In the Battle of the North Ice Field, Han Yuan organized [-] special forces, installed explosives under the ice, wiped out more than [-] enemy troops at the cost of [-] casualties, and forced the enemy to withdraw. Han Yuan was seriously injured..."

Nan Xiao's voice paused, and the fingertips that slid across the light screen couldn't help trembling.

He glanced at the time of the battle, and it was many years ago today.

The calm and objective text on the light screen was like an ordinary historical narrative, but it made his heart twist violently, and he could hardly breathe for a while.

"You... were seriously injured at that time, what happened?"

Han Yuan was sitting next to him, with his arms close to his shoulders, and he only needed one side of his face to kiss each other's cheeks.

The light in the study room is very bright, it is a warm orange color, their body temperature and breathing are intertwined, just like thousands of ordinary and warm couples.

Nan Xiao quietly looked at Han Yuan's side face, the outline was deep, the lines were cold and clear, the eyebrows were dyed with a layer of tenderness, and the thin lips had a slight curvature.

The other party was wearing a shirt, and the sharpness that the military uniform gave him had faded a lot. He was just like an ordinary young man in his twenties, but he was a little more handsome and had a better temperament.

Nan Xiao looked at it, and for some reason smiled lightly, but the smile was a bit bitter.

"I can't really imagine what you are like on the battlefield of the marginal planet."

But just being assassinated that day and seeing the little dragon cub jumping downstairs with a time bomb, the sense of panic has overwhelmed him.

He didn't dare to think about his reaction if he saw Han Yuan was seriously injured on the battlefield.

"The explosives exploded and the ice shattered in a large area, killing and drowning many people. When I went to rescue the wounded, I was rarely hit by enemy bullets. The book said it was nothing. Seriously injured."

Han Yuan's tone was low, and he made a calm statement, as if he was afraid that he would be sad, so he gently grabbed his shoulder.

"Do you think I'm fine now?"

"You're talking nonsense. You're fine now, it's not the same thing as when you were injured before."

Han Yuan gently rubbed the soft black hair of the little highness whose almond eyes had collapsed, coaxing in a low voice.

"I'm not lying to Xiao Xiao. I really didn't get seriously injured on the edge of the planet. I'm also a commander after all. With a bunch of personal guards around me, how can I be so easily injured?"

The little highness with a sullen voice retorted clearly.

"You're talking nonsense! When I first picked you up in the game, didn't you have two gunshot wounds?"

"If I don't bandage you up with medicine, you will definitely die! That's not called a serious injury, what is a serious injury?!"

A helpless chuckle flashed across Han Yuan's eyes.

"It was an accident."

"...I know, you are a soldier, and injuries on the battlefield must be unavoidable."

You can't always stay behind just because you are a commander, and let your soldiers go to the front. Such a commander is always not enough to convince the troops under his command.

"I just feel sorry for you... But it's alright now, I'll go with you, if you're in danger, I can also—"

His lips were suddenly covered with palms.

Nan Xiao felt that Han Yuan hugged him a little harder.

"It's unlucky not to say these things before departure... I understand, Xiao Xiao has always loved me very much."

Nan Xiao nodded, with a smile on his lips.

"Yes, don't say this before departure. My luck has always been good. I will accompany you to ensure that we will win all battles and come back safely!"

In one night, Nan Xiao probably figured out the main terrain of the marginal planet and the current division of forces.

He took three full pages of notes, and when he put down the pen, he felt like he was dreaming back to his third year in high school.

He didn't work so hard before the college entrance examination!

"It's getting late, it's almost time to wash up and go to bed... Or does Your Highness want to eat some pastries?"

Nan Xiao never had the habit of eating supper, but he was a little unhappy to be separated from Han Yuan so early and go back to their rooms to sleep, so he nodded immediately.

"Want to eat."

"Then you go take a shower first, and I'll go to the kitchen to make it for you."

Nan Xiao joyfully ran to the bedroom to get his clothes, and locked himself in the bathroom.

The hot water quickly dispelled the exhaustion all over his body. Nan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and rinsed the shampoo foam on his hair when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the bathroom.

Because of the door and the smog in the bathroom, Han Yuan's voice was not very clear.

"Your Highness..."

Nan Xiao concentrated on trying to hear clearly, but only heard two words. He quickly turned off the shower and raised his voice to ask.

"what?"

"The chef in the kitchen is off work. Do you know where the cake molds are?"

"In the top box in the second cabinet from the left!"

"it is good."

Nan Xiao wiped the water off his face, just about to squeeze the shower gel——

Squeeze it, there is no foam, squeeze it again, still no foam.

Nan Xiao froze for a moment, squinted his eyes and fumbled to pick up the bottle of shower gel and shook it, only to realize that his bottle of shower gel had already run out.

hiss.

He still has the shampoo lather on him, so he won't be able to get dressed and go out to get a new one.

Or... Let Han Yuan hand it over for him?

"Wait—don't go yet!"

The footsteps outside the door stopped suddenly.

"what happened?"

"...I've run out of shower gel." Nan Xiao was showered with hot water, trying to let the sound of water cover up the little tension in his voice.

"Can you... can you... get me a new bottle."

"I'll bring you the one from my room first, okay?"

Han Yuan's voice sounded the same as usual.

Nan Xiao touched the tips of his surprisingly hot ears, feeling that his thoughts were not pure.

Isn't it just passing a shower gel, what's the matter!

When Han Yuan was still a little dragon cub, didn't he ask him to help him get the towel in the game...

Don't be cowardly, don't panic, stand upright and don't be afraid of the shadow slanting!

The footsteps outside the door disappeared, and they turned back quickly. When the bathroom door was knocked, the young man's cheeks turned red like a boiled shrimp in an instant.

He hesitated and stepped to the door, quietly opened the door a crack, and stretched out his hand.

A bottle of shower gel was quickly stuffed in his hand.

He withdrew his hand abruptly, and the outline and temperature of Han Yuan's knuckles remained on his fingertips.

"...Xiao Xiao?"

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the other party's voice was hoarse again, and in the dead of night, there was an indescribable sense of bewilderment.

"boom"!

Nan Xiao slammed the door shut.

He turned the sprinkler to the maximum, and said guiltyly: "I can't hear it, I can't hear it, the sound of the water is too loud, I can't hear anything now!"

◎The author has something to say:

When will His Highness, the innocent critic, stand up!