Sick Beauty Commander is cold and strong

team leader.

Saying these two words silently, it was like a torrent slapping over a reef, with an unstoppable momentum going straight to my mind, running through up and down, setting off waves after waves on the reef.

He had already put the instrument panel aside, closed his eyes, and imitated that indifferent figure in his mind.The nape of the neck, shoulders, waist, hands, feet, all left clear touch memories in his palm.The light and long scent of the captain's body seemed to be lingering at the tip of his nose and wrapped around his fingers at this moment, putting him in a dreamlike haze.

The man's body is very lean, half leaning on the bed like a thin leopard full of explosive power, the clothes on the waist side were unintentionally lifted up, the perfect muscle shape is stripped of energy under the dim light, and it still has very strong hormones breath.The back of his head was leaning against the bed board, his eyes were closed, his side face was extremely sharp, the corners of his lips were pressed tightly together, and his aura became solidified for no reason.Only the brows and eyes were slightly drawn together, and the sense of killing between them was somehow tainted with a different charm.

He raised his head, and scenes moved in the darkness brought by his closed eyes.Looking around, there is also a cold and thin figure on every screen.

Cen Chu.

This name is as thin and cold as a person.

He gasped, thinking.

"Knock knock knock."

Suddenly, a clear and regular knock on the door interrupted his immersion.

The man frowned and ignored it.

But there was no self-knowledge in this knock on the door, and it persisted to disturb his mood.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and the deep eyes seemed to be able to form ice.

"Who?!"

He asked in a suppressed voice, not hiding his bad mood.

"I."

The mint-like clear and cold voice was like an electric current, and it spread all over the body in an instant.

The man choked for breath, and a coldness suddenly rose in his heart.It failed to extinguish any flames of desire. Instead, it pushed the hazy and hidden desires in my heart to the top like oil, and cut off all the chains with unstoppable momentum. Torn down without mercy.

……Grass.

It's the captain.

The captain is outside.

He snorted, the only sobriety left in his mind made him use all his strength to suppress his heavy breathing.The man closed his eyes again, he didn't dare to speak at this moment.

At this moment, the secret and crazy emotions in my heart completely lost what could be covered up, and the figures that often appeared in my mind these days and the impulse that I couldn't get rid of for many days were all explained at once.

After a long time, the man grabbed the pillow at hand and stuffed his face.

The distinct Adam's apple rolls up and down.

What is he doing?

A hoarse sigh flowed from the pillow, it seemed melancholy, but also satisfied.

Trying to breathe slowly, Tan Xuyang let go of his fingers, propped his hands behind his back, raised his head, and stared at the ceiling absently, letting the pillow slide to the side.

"Now, captain." He said hoarsely.

A mess is rarely seen in a well-groomed house.The man with firm and sharp lines sat on the bed with his legs bent, his lower abdomen was casually covered by his horns.

What the hell is he doing.

Tan Xuyang thought absurdly, four or five hours ago, he had vowed to mock his brother.

But he didn't expect that in the end, it was himself who lost his composure the most.

"how much longer?"

The cold voice suddenly sounded, and the unfinished aftertaste was excited again.The owner of the voice was standing outside the door at this moment, so clean that he probably didn't know what happened on the side of the door.Realizing this fact, Tan Xuyang sighed, closed his eyes, and forcibly restrained his impulse.

No.

The captain is still outside the door.

"Come now," he said.

He calmly got up and got out of bed, quickly tidied up his mess, put on a thin long coat that reached his knees over the pajamas, and buttoned the bottom buttons.

He double-checked and confirmed that there was no place that could be exposed. Then he finally walked to the entrance, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

The eye-catching commander was half a head shorter than him, and his body was as poor as anything else, but his thin and frail body stood there very tall, and the sickness on his body couldn't catch his eyebrows and temperament at all, and he met his eyes inadvertently, You can easily feel the majestic and cold momentum coming.

Sure enough, the real person is still more emotional than the picture.

Tan Xuyang thought inexplicably.

Facing Cen Chu, Tan Xuyang didn't know whether to be polite or not.

He lowered his eyes and asked, "What's the matter? It's rare to see you take the initiative to find me."

"The food storage cabinet got stuck, and I wanted to ask you for help, but you didn't reply to me on the dashboard. Did you sleep just now?" Cen Chu asked.

"...No." Tan Xuyang replied in a hoarse voice.

The night breeze blew coolly outside the door, Cen Chu tightened his coat, and looked at Tan Xuyang censoriously.

The man didn't look unusual, but the arrogance around him was inexplicably restrained much more than usual, and his dark eyes pretended to avoid his gaze inadvertently.

Before Cen Chu could ask, Tan Xuyang closed the door behind his back and took two steps forward, looked back at him, and said calmly, "Don't you want to help, let's go."

Seeing that Tan Xuyang didn't intend to say anything, Cen Chu nodded and replied, "Yes."

Back home, Cen Chu showed him where he got stuck, Tan Xuyang glanced at it lightly, and pulled it casually.

"All right."

He said.

"Thank you." Cen Chu nodded.

He squatted down and dug out a bowl of frozen porridge from the storage cabinet.Putting it into the nearby area to heat it up, Cen Chu put his hands on his knees, intending to stand up again.

A broad palm rested in front of him, with slightly curved five fingers with well-defined joints, slender and powerful.

Cen Chu didn't think much, put his hand on it, and Tan Xuyang steadily helped him up.

Tan Xuyang withdrew his hand, and held it empty, trying to keep half of the warm and soft touch between his palms.

It wasn't the first time he entered Cen Chu's room, but it was the first time he felt restrained here.The corner of his eyes fell on the calm face of the weak commander, and Tan Xuyang felt an unreasonable irritability and throbbing in his heart, which made him unable to take the initiative to leave this place.

So he sat down on the chair by the desk and asked casually, "Are you hungry?"

"Well," Cen Chu saw that he didn't look like he was going to leave, so he took the initiative to ask, "Aren't you going back to rest?"

"Captain, you are not as quick as you to throw away after use." Tan Xuyang said with a smile.

Cen Chu glanced at him: "Then sit down."

At this moment, Cen Chu's instrument panel lit up, and there was no sound or vibration, if neither of them were doing other things at the moment, they would not have noticed it at all.

Tan Xuyang clicked his tongue softly, and said, "You changed the settings? No wonder I didn't know how long it took me to get a reply when I sent you a message recently. It's fate to read the messages together with you."

"It was too noisy like that before." Cen Chu said.

He sat on the edge of the bed, opened the dashboard casually, glanced at the news twice, and let out a little surprise.

"What's wrong?" Tan Xuyang moved closer to him.

"The school invited me to give a lecture." Cen Chu said.

Tan Xuyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Next month?"

"Ah."

"Next month...then it will be the annual lecture for the whole ship," Tan Xuyang said, "If you have the opportunity, try to go there as much as possible, it will be of great help to your reputation in the fleet."

"Is the process troublesome?"

"It's okay. Going on stage, giving a speech, answering questions, and stepping down, usually two or three hours."

"Two or three hours? That's fine."

Cen Chu threw the dashboard on the bed, got up and took out the heated porridge and sat down at the desk.

Tan Xuyang was startled, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's too long, it's a bit hard to hold on." Cen Chu smiled.

Tan Xuyang's words of persuasion got stuck in his throat.

Indeed, it was too much for the captain's body to hold a lecture for two or three hours at a time.

Tan Xuyang didn't want to see his captain faint in the middle of the lecture due to too much consumption.

But just as he said just now, the influence of the ship class lecture is undoubtedly very huge.

Not only the juniors of the school, but also front-line soldiers, staff of the general headquarters, researchers of the scientific research department and all other related people will participate in the annual ship class lecture.

For Tan Xuyang, there may be no need to attend small lectures, but every year when there are big lectures, he will definitely adjust the task time and reserve free time in advance.Those who can be invited to the annual lecture must be top figures in a certain field or direction. This level of systematic sharing is undoubtedly of great value. Coupled with the Q&A session after the lecture, this makes the annual lecture almost impossible. It can become the place where the thinking sparks of the eleventh ship peak crowd collide most intensely.

This kind of collision may not be deeply felt by those who have not yet reached the bottleneck level. They participate in the lecture more to learn from the experience of the peak.But for this group of people who have also reached the peak of the eleventh ship, they really need such a collision to find a breakthrough in the bottleneck of the field.

The status of the annual lecture is very important. It can be said that those who have the opportunity to be invited to this lecture are equivalent to the benchmark figures in the development history recognized by the eleventh ship.

This is a great honor.

The captain may not care about the honor itself, but Tan Xuyang doesn't want him to miss this opportunity.

"If you can split this period of time into two halves or three parts, can you do that?" Tan Xuyang asked while looking at the captain who was blowing porridge gently at the table.

Cen Chu cooled the porridge in the spoon seriously, and replied without turning his head: "Take it apart in three sections, I'll be fine for four, five, 10 minutes at a time."

"Then let me discuss it with them. Just use your dashboard." Tan Xuyang said.

"Row."

Cen Chu didn't care much about this matter.

Just like he directed an irrelevant project team in the scientific research department, he didn't get any benefits from it. This was just a small "gift" he gave to the eleventh ship for the sake of his family.

However, he had some doubts about Tan Xuyang's intentions.

"You want to hear it?" he asked.

"Of course." Tan Xuyang glanced at him.

"Then why didn't you ask me directly?" Cen Chu asked.

"The two situations are different. And even if I have asked you before, I will definitely attend the lecture you want to give," Tan Xuyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, is there any rule that the team members are not allowed to listen to the captain's lecture?"

"Not really." Cen Chu looked away.

He lowered his head and drank the porridge slowly.

Tan Xuyang sat quietly by the bed, typing with Cen Chu's instrument panel.

The first area of ​​the living area is now in the middle of the night, but outside the living area, the entire ship is brightly lit all day long.The person who came to invite Cen Chu was Xu Huang, and Tan Xuyang negotiated through him.

Waiting for the other party to reply, Tan Xuyang had nothing else to do, so his eyes drifted unconsciously to the back of the long hair.

team leader.

He silently said this title in his mouth, feeling the changes in his emotions silently alone.

It's a strange feeling.

he thinks.

Cen Chu finally finished his last sip of porridge, and casually stacked the things on the table.

He turned his head and said calmly: "I didn't intend to poke it, but your eyes are too obvious. Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"No, I just..."

Tan Xuyang paused and said, "I'm thinking about a question."

"Is it related to me?" Cen Chu asked.

Tan Xuyang responded in a low voice, "Yes."

Cen Chu saw that he somehow avoided his gaze again, as if he was troubled by something.Cen Chu couldn't guess that he had encountered a problem, so he was silent for a while, and asked the same question again:

"Then why didn't you just ask me?"