"What? I've been sleeping for two days and two nights?" Upon hearing this, Jiang Si threw off the covers, sat up abruptly, and stared incredulously at Bo Jichen on the other end of the personal terminal, her thin camisole nightgown hanging precariously from her arm. "Daddy, I'm not very educated, don't lie to me, I slept like that?"

Apart from the wrinkles from sleeping, there were no indescribable water stains on the nightgown, and the exposed skin was clean and without a trace.

Although he had known the result a few minutes earlier, Bo Jichen still couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. His little prince was not as good as his little egg!

His little boy was instructed to stay close to his adopted daughter at all times, so he stubbornly snuggled up to her neck and slept there.

And look at your own little prince!

My dear wife was wearing a thin nightgown, and she wasn't even wearing a bra. The nightgown was made of such thin material that it could be torn in a few seconds, yet he remained completely unmoved, not even glancing at the meat that was offered to him.

Who on earth taught this student who has no emotional intelligence?

It's definitely not him!

It's definitely not him.

He absolutely refuses to admit it!

"I'm sleeping so soundly, why are you shaking your head?" Jiang Si couldn't help but ask when she saw him shaking his head.

Bo Jichen wiped away non-existent tears and sighed heavily again: "You sleep so soundly, probably because you're in a military camp, all that unreleased hormones is keeping you calm!"

"It's also possible that she felt incredibly safe and secure next to her beloved husband, and naturally fell into a deep sleep!"

Jiang Si shook her head from side to side. "Is that so? After sleeping like that, my neck feels like it's been pinched, like I have a stiff neck!"

Bo Jichen's purple eyes suddenly widened: "Your neck is stiff?"

No way?

It's not what he thinks, is it?

That scoundrel has a history of choking and knocking people unconscious!

Jiang Si put her right hand on her neck and swayed it from side to side: "Yes, a little bit, like someone pinched or knocked me, it's a bit sore and swollen!"

"It didn't have much of an impact. I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I'm getting up now. Go and call Zuo Jin and You Yu to come in 15 minutes. I'm going to take a shower and then go meet the Zerg Queen!"

Did he choke her again and knock her unconscious?

His little prince isn't a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle!

Is he out of his mind?!

Bo Jichen became withdrawn and didn't want to talk anymore.

With a heavy nod, she shut down the personal terminal, sent a message to Zuo Jin, then stared longingly at the Emperor working at his desk with her purple eyes. She opened her arms and weakly called out, "Darling~~ I'm so angry, I need a hug to feel better~~"

With a whoosh.

A large clip containing documents flew from the Emperor's hand and headed straight for Bo Jichen's forehead.

His Majesty the Emperor, glaring with his dark eyes, snapped, "Get out of here! Agares sent three representatives from each of the nine legions to give you extra training and drills, and you're hiding here slacking off? What kind of behavior is this?"

A large clamp was thrown at him, but Bo Jichen dodged it by tilting his head. He then sprang up like a whirlwind, instantly engulfing the Emperor, grabbing his earlobe and hissing, "I don't want to train them anymore, I don't want to drill them, I only want to drill with you..."

The sensitive earlobe was bitten.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire shuddered as he was being gnawed at...

~~~

"How did it turn into a red dress?" Jiang Si came out of the bathroom wearing super short shorts, revealing her slender, straight, and snow-white legs. She wore a white shirt on top, plus a knee-length jacket. She dried her hair, put on sunglasses, and everything was in place.

But!

Zuo Jin, holding a red dress in her hand, smiled like an old nanny in a movie or TV drama, "Miss Jiang, please change your clothes!"

Jiang Si spread her hands out to herself, pointing from top to bottom: "Lieutenant Zuo Jin, what do you think is wrong with my outfit?"

Red again and again.

Why make it so festive?

Are you saying that when there's a fight later, the blood splattered on them won't be noticeable?

The insect's blood is green.

Of course, it's also possible that the blood of insects is red.

But wearing a bright red outfit in a military camp area is so conspicuous.

Zuo Jin didn't even glance at her outfit, and still smiled, "Your outfit is excellent, but the one I'm holding was personally chosen by His Majesty the Emperor..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Si reached out and grabbed him, saying, "Fine, I'll change!"

She took the long dress to the restroom, and when she came out, the beautiful red, fluffy chiffon dress reached just below her knees.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Jin took out a thin black trench coat and helped her put it on.

The outfit, with red on the inside and black on the outside, a red skirt peeking out from the inside, and brown ankle boots reaching to the calves, is eye-catching.

She changed her outfit; her black curly hair was loose, and a tuft of hair from her bangs was lifted, wrapped around her head, and placed behind her head. A pretty little crown-shaped red gem clip held the tuft of hair in place, and her lips remained a bright red.

Jiang Si looked in the mirror. She looked pretty much the same as before, except for the addition of a small ruby ​​crown accessory. Not bad…

She looked around and found her sunglasses on the coffee table in front of the sofa. She walked over and picked them up.

But then I saw my dress from the day before yesterday neatly folded in the corner of the sofa, with a pair of socks underneath, which looked like they had been washed.

Looking down, I saw the boots I had worn the day before yesterday, neatly arranged, so meticulously arranged it looked like I had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Jiang Si casually scooped up her skirt, socks, and shoes and put them into her spatial storage. She turned to Zuo Jin and said, "Lieutenant Zuo Jin, you packed well. But next time, you don't need to pack my personal belongings. I'll pack them myself. Let's go!"

Zuo Jin: "..."

No!

He didn't clean it up.

This is his first time here in two days and two nights.

When he came in, he saw that Miss A-Jiang's dress and socks were neatly arranged in the corner of the sofa, and her shoes were under the sofa, all of which were clean.

He assumed she had tidied it up herself.

It seems not!

Should he tell Miss A-Jiang that he didn't wash it or put it there?

The inspectors set out after two days and two nights; it had to be done with a certain air of grandeur.

You Yu and his men were waiting outside.

As soon as the ginger silk comes out.

You Yu bowed to her and led her toward the place where Agares and the Zerg Queen were meeting.

A large group of dozens of people walked along the way. The members of the hunting legion saw this and whispered among themselves from a distance: "An inspector is indeed an inspector. He is extraordinary. He can sleep for two days and two nights. If it were us, our commander would have whipped us long ago!"

"That's right. I heard that the inspector even slept in the wrong room, in our commander's room. Our commander lives right next door. The total time he spent going back these past two days didn't even exceed two hours!"

"No way, is that true? Given our commander's personality, shouldn't he have just dragged her out and gotten rid of her?"

"Bring them out? Those are inspectors dispatched by His Majesty and the military. Kid, haven't you been training a bit too little lately?"

"No, no, no, no wonder the head coach has been on the training field almost 24 hours a day these past two days, and even played himself. It turns out that he had nowhere to vent his anger and restlessness, so he vented it all on the training field!"