Dramatic self-cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

A large part of the reason why Shen Xinglan dared to act like this was because he didn't have to take responsibility, knowing that he would leave after the plot line was over.

It's just a mere little wife, what does it have to do with Shen Xinglan if you say it under the guise of Makino's identity?

Maybe it was too close, the breath sprayed on the side of Shen Xinglan's cheeks, and there was a refreshing smell of aftershave.

For a moment, Shen Xinglan, who always had all kinds of sweet words at his fingertips, was completely blank in his mind.

There is a feeling that if he can't take responsibility, there will be some immeasurable consequences.

Illusion, only illusion.

Shen Xinglan forced herself to think this way, and immediately smiled, "Which thing am I not responsible for?"

Qin Bohuai looked at him deeply: "You are not allowed to see Qin Zhun in the future."

The current Qin Bohuai is not the same as before.

In the past, no matter how much Shen Xinglan teased or uttered explicit words, Qin Bohuai would always avoid talking about it and abide by the etiquette of his status.

The word "forbidden" is a straightforward expression of emotion, as if drawing a clear boundary, enclosing Shen Xinglan within his own range.

And no longer as a marshal of the military department.

Shen Xinglan's heartbeat quickened for an instant, and he pursed the corner of his lower lip. He hadn't drank water for a long time, and his mouth was dry.

He smiled slightly: "I belong to Brother Bohuai, so I will naturally listen to you."

The fingers resting on the side of his lips moved to the side and landed on his lips. People who have been fighting all the year round will inevitably have rough calluses.

The sense of touch becomes clearer.

Shen Xinglan is not a sensitive person, or rather, no one has the chance to make him realize his sensitivity.

Qin Bohuai's demeanor was still very calm, no different from commanding a battle on the battlefield, but his actions were serious.

In just a few seconds, it seemed as long as an entire century.

Shen Xinglan's legs felt weak unconsciously, and he gritted his teeth impatiently.

When he was about to speak, Qin Bohuai withdrew his fingers, "Let's go."

"Take you to drink water."

Looking at the back of him who took the lead to take a few steps forward, Shen Xinglan blinked slowly:?

Could it be that Qin Bohuai touched him for a long time, just to check whether his lips lack water? ?

When they walked out of the garden, the barbecue was almost ready, and a few robots nimbly shuttled through the crowd, picking up beverage trays.

Seeing the two of them appearing at the same time, Qin Zhun's eyes darkened a little, and he couldn't help but clenched his wine glass tightly. It's no exaggeration to say that today was the most humiliating day in his life.

But even so, he still had to endure it.

Qin Bohuai couldn't break through, so he had to find other breakthroughs. He slowly shifted his gaze to Su Ting.

As soon as he came to the grill, the little robot passing by Shen Xinglan dutifully handed him a drink.

Someone came to talk to Qin Bohuai, but Shen Xinglan didn't quite understand what they were talking about. It was probably about the current situation and policies of the Zerg race.

Most of his attention was attracted by the barbecue. The meat slices were sizzling and oily, and the edges were rolled up, exuding the aroma that made the index finger move.

Just as he was about to lift his foot to get the dinner plate, the drink cup in his hand was taken away unexpectedly.

Shen Xinglan paused, then looked at Qin Bohuai.

While talking to the person in front of him, the man handed him another drink: "This one is sweet."

In the transparent glass, diamond-like lights shone in the silver-white liquid, like a colorful galaxy.

The person standing next to him forgot what he was talking to Qin Bohuai for a moment, and looked at them in a daze.

Shen Xinglan took a sip. It wasn't a simple drink. It had some alcohol added. It tasted strange, sweet and a little spicy, but it had a strong aftertaste. It was the freshness of mint.

After taking a sip, he took a second sip.

The silvery white liquid moistened the corners of his lips, and when he swallowed it, Shen Xinglan felt that Qin Bohuai was looking at him.

His eyes stayed on his lips.

The pictures that hadn't dissipated in the garden appeared just now, and the figure of the little charming wife was completely wiped out in this line of sight.

Shen Xinglan gripped the cup tightly, neither drinking nor not drinking, and went to eat barbecue with a blank expression.

Behind him, Qin Bohuai laughed softly,

The two of them didn't stay at this party for a long time. Shen Xinglan came here only to get Qin Zhun's belongings, but after a long time, things changed, so he found an excuse that he was not feeling well, and Qin Bohuai sent him home.

Once home, Shen Xinglan went back to her room, closed the door, and took out the communicator that she had been clutching tightly in her pocket.

This communicator is like a bookmark, it is very suitable for carrying in a pocket, it is black all over and very thin, if ordinary people look at it, they may think it is just an ordinary object, and they don't even know how to use it.

Shen Xinglan was different. He had seen the skull when it was opened before, so it was easy to dismantle it.

It was not difficult to open it, Shen Xinglan spent some time on deciphering it.

During this period, he didn't even notice the optical brain vibration, and he was concentrating on typing the code.

Until the evening, Shen Xinglan looked at the information deciphered on the computer, his eyes suddenly widened, and he was speechless.

As the third prince of the empire, he did not expect Qin Zhun to be so bold!

But at this moment, the bold Qin Zhun accompanied Su Ting to visit the former Ministry.

The military headquarters is not what it was decades ago. At that time, the base was just built and everything was thriving.

The outpost guarding the gate is now replaced by a fully intelligent man, who needs to scan the code and face to confirm the identity.

The entire military headquarters is like a three-dimensional ring-shaped eggshell, brightly lit, with different departments standing in different levels, with strict discipline.

Seeing the many changes, Su Zhi was filled with emotion. Except for a few people in the current military department, there are not many shadows he is familiar with.

Accompanied by Qin Bohuai, he didn't talk much, and Qin Zhun said more.

After wandering around the general headquarters, Su Zhi was a little tired, so the group went to the conference room to rest. Qin Bohuai asked someone to bring some food and water.

Qin Zhun answered the phone and talked to Su Ting. When he came outside the meeting room, he didn't find a quiet place to answer the phone, but he walked in the opposite direction with ease.

He used to work at the military headquarters, and he could clearly see every fork in the road and every passage with his eyes closed.

Today, he racked his brains to follow, because there was an important thing to take away—the pass.

I don't know what happened on M's side, so I contacted him with an unfamiliar communicator, saying that I want a pass to open up the relationship with the Zerg side.

In order to win people's hearts these years, Qin Zhun has often relied on the help of the Zerg, all of which are maintained by the middleman M.

It's just a few small passes. If Qin Zhun was in power, it would not be a problem at all. Now, as long as he can enter the army, he can get the pass.

After twists and turns, Qin Zhun came to the door of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He swiped his bracelet at the door, and the machine lighted up silently after recording the visitor's data.

The people inside received the message, and soon someone came to open the door.

The person who came was short-cut and held a big tea mug in his hand. When he saw Qin Zhun, his smiling eyes were bent: "What kind of strong wind brought you here?"

When Qin Zhun was still here, Bancuntou had a good relationship with him, and the things entrusted to him were never discounted, which made Qin Zhun very relieved.

He was the first person Qin Zhun thought of when it came to the pass.

Qin Zhun glanced behind him, seeing that Bancuntou was a smart man, he instantly understood what he meant, and took a step back to make room: "Please come in, there is no one else here."