When the suspension car drove onto the expressway, the scenery on both sides became afterimages. Lu Fenghan leaned his elbows on the window, and his fingers holding the joystick were still numb.

He laughed at himself in his heart. It was not the first time that he pinched Qi Yan's face.

But this was the first time that Qi Yan took the initiative to let him pinch his face.

How could it be the same?

Lu Fenghan leaned back on the chair as if he was venting his energy, and restrained himself from looking at Qi Yan.

But after restraining himself, he still tilted his head to take a look.

Qi Yan projected a small screen and was staring at the characters on it in a daze, with his eyebrows and eyes focused. The bright light reflected on his face. His skin was delicate and white, like flawless jade. I don't know what he ate to grow.

Lu Fenghan's fingertips were a little itchy again.

In order to suppress this itch, he turned on the camera function of his personal terminal and took a photo of Qi Yan's side.

I don't know if it was because he was too focused or because he was completely unprepared for him, but Qi Yan didn't notice it after the photo was taken.

Lu Fenghan was in a good mood and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm working on 'Po Jun'." Qi Yan was multitasking, typing characters while talking to Lu Fenghan, "You were taking a photo of me just now?"

Unexpectedly, Qi Yan found out, and Lu Fenghan asked him, "How did you find out?"

"Your movements were too big and you didn't hide them, so it's easy to find."

Lu Fenghan smiled -

it seems that Qi Yan is not as serious as he looks.

The two did not go home directly, but stopped by the Daibo Custom Studio to order clothes.

This is what Lu Fenghan realized - after returning from the deserted planet, it was already December, and it was time to buy winter clothes.

Even though the thin layer of fabric provided by the Alliance was enough to keep warm in winter and cool in summer, due to the consciousness formed by humans over millions of years, they would still pursue visual warmth -

just like when Lu Fenghan saw Qi Yan wearing a shirt, he always felt that Qi Yan would be cold.

When they arrived at Daipu, they were still received by the tailor who came to their home to measure Qi Yan last time.

Because it had been almost four months, Qi Yan's body had changed, so the tailor brought a tape measure over again. But this time he didn't act rashly, but took the initiative to hand the tape measure to Lu Fenghan: "Can you please measure the data?"

Lu Fenghan took it in his hand, and also remembered the experience of Qi Yan crying out in pain last time.

Carrying the tape measure to Qi Yan's side, Lu Fenghan said in a low voice with a smile: "Come, measure whether our little Jiaoqi has grown taller or fatter."

Qi Yan was disassembling the grading function that could be used, and only paid a little attention to Lu Fenghan, allowing him to manipulate himself.

He put the tape measure around Qi Yan's waist, fingers touching, and Lu Fenghan looked down at the number on the tape measure: "Tsk, your waist is thinner again." It

was so thin that he could wrap it with one hand.

Lu Fenghan discussed with Qi Yan: "Could it be a problem with Set A?"

Qi Yan was distracted and answered him: "But your cooking is so bad."

Indeed, it is.

This is the same as being on the front line and having a low hit rate when firing - you have no right to speak.

Lu Fenghan decisively shut up and worried again: "It is better to eat more Set A and drink less nutritional supplements, or you will lose weight if you lose weight again."

The fabric was chosen by Qi Yan, but the style was chosen by Lu Fenghan.

He frowned at the new style of the season projected by the tailor: "How many styles are there here?"

"Mr. Lu, there are a total of 117 styles, and if you count different fabrics, there will be more."

Lu Fenghan has never considered the issue of clothing.

The First Military Academy has a dress code, and there are different uniforms for classes and training. When he arrived at the expeditionary force, he had several sets of uniforms

to change, and he would get a new one when one was worn out. As for the vacation time, which could be counted on two hands, he could just use Eric and Vincent's hooded sportswear. Therefore, Commander Lu, who was always calm and clear in the face of the complex multi-dimensional star map, felt troubled for the first time because there were too many styles of clothes and he didn't know how to choose.

The instigator had already called up the virtual draft paper, and I don't know what he was writing or drawing.

Lu Fenghan had no choice but to recall Qi Yan's usual dressing habits and pick the styles that were not easy to make mistakes.

While choosing, he thought, does the job scope of a bodyguard also include choosing seasonal clothes for the employer?

But when he thought that Qi Yan would wear clothes chosen by others, Lu Fenghan felt a little unhappy.

Forget it, I'd better do it myself. Practice makes perfect.

So for the next half an hour, Qi Yan lowered his head and wrote a long string of complicated formulas, while Lu Fenghan was focused and diligently helped Qi Yan pick clothes.

The tailor took over the style number specified by Lu Fenghan, and glanced at the two people sitting very close to him. He always felt that this young master and the bodyguard, the young master was cold and noble, but the bodyguard didn't look like a bodyguard.

Especially the look he gave his employer, a little... hard to say.

After deciding on the material and style, the star coins would be directly deducted from Qi Yan's account. The two were about to leave when they vaguely heard a woman's voice, very coquettish, and the name mentioned in the conversation was "Wen Shao".

Seeing Lu Fenghan frowning and looking towards the source of the voice, the tailor realized: "The person who spoke is a new customer of our store, Ms. Luo Fina, who came here for the first time with Mr. Qi Wenshao."

The tailor said half of the words, but expressed the meaning completely.

It was obvious that he knew Qi Yan's identity, so he mentioned this.

Seeing that Qi Yan was focused on "Po Jun" and was in a daze without paying attention to these things, Lu Fenghan chatted casually: "Does Ms. Jiang Yunyue know?"

The tailor was obviously very clear about these secrets and gossips. "Ms. Luo Fina is very high-profile. Although Ms. Jiang Yunyue has just been released on bail, she should have known about it."

Lu Fenghan was not interested in the emotional disputes of Leto and others, but this was related to Qi Yan. He thought about it and understood that Jiang Yunyue was not only imprisoned for a period of time and her reputation was ruined because of academic fraud, but she might not even be able to keep her position as Madam Qi.

According to Jiang Yunyue's character, she finally climbed up from the bottom and experienced the so-called taste of being a superior person. The desire for power will only accumulate layer by layer, and it is impossible to let go easily.

Qi Wenshao didn't hide anything at all, and if he wasn't careful, he might get retaliated by Jiang Yunyue.

As long as Qi Yan wasn't involved, Lu Fenghan would be happy to see it happen, after all, neither family was a good thing.

Jiang Yunyue was thinking similarly to what Lu Fenghan had thought. She was sitting on the sofa at this time, trying her best to keep a straight face and wait for Qi Wenshao to finish the call.

Before being taken away by the police, she guessed that something might happen during her absence. When she was released on bail, as expected, the whole social circle was laughing at her.

The person who personally delivered the invitations to her in the past now dared to say to her in front of her, "I heard that you can't take care of the Qi Family Foundation and charity projects? It's really pitiful. You make tea and grow flowers at home every day. But you have to get used to it. You have a long life. What about your son? Turan can't get in. Which school is he going to study in?"

Every word was poking at her sore spot.

And her husband, not only did he fail to protect her, but he stepped on her face and had intimate relations with other women without any scruples.

Jiang Qi is useless. After he was released from prison, his temper has become worse and worse, and he has acted impulsively and irrationally. He cannot be relied upon.

As for Qi Wenshao - she remembered that someone in the prison had reminded her that if she relied on Qi Wenshao, she might not be able to keep her position as Madam Qi.

Some things must be held in one's own hands to be foolproof.

She was still a little hesitant at first, but now she thinks that she was too careless before.

Carefully pouring the tea into the teacup, Jiang Yunyue tasted it, and her smile became more gentle and elegant.

In mid-December, the temperature was dropping, and there was no movement in Leto, but Turan relied on its climate detection and control system and very appropriately had a heavy snowfall.

The university was bustling all night, and all the white marble buildings of the school were covered with a thick layer of white, like a silvery white. Walking on the ground would leave a series of footprints.

The snow-sweeping robot diligently cleared the snow on the main road, and then stood under the tree as instructed.

Qi Yan was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, and was forced by Lu Fenghan to wear a pair of furry earmuffs, which made his face, which was not very big, even smaller.

When Qi Yan walked in the snow, Lu Fenghan deliberately lagged behind a few steps, called Qi Yan's name, and took the opportunity to take a picture when the people turned around.

The frost and snow in the background looked like a painting, but because of Qi Yan, it all became a foil.

After Lu Fenghan finished taking the photos, Qi Yan spoke up: "You like this a lot recently."

The tip of his nose was frozen red, and a faint pink oozes out.

"Take a photo of you?" Lu Fenghan put his hands in his shirt pockets without explaining.

But Qi Yan didn't care, and instead brought up another topic: "Xia Zhiyang just sent me a message to remind me that things are very dangerous recently. What happened?"

A few days ago, Qi Yan figured out a key point, and the basic structure of Po Jun took shape. Two days ago, he took Lu Fenghan to the Super Optical Computer Equipment Center, applied for an equipment room, and spent a whole night doing data simulations in it.

The next day, with a pale face, he felt excited and didn't make up for it.

Lu Fenghan knew without guessing that "Po Jun" must have made another step forward.

Although he didn't really understand what Po Jun was used for, it didn't stop him from being happy.

That's why Qi Yan was so focused on "Po Jun" that he didn't even have time to read the "Leto Daily".

"The Leto elite circle has been very turbulent recently. Xia Zhiyang must have heard something from his parents, so he came to remind you."

Lu Fenghan summarized, "This week, a musician, three wealthy people, and two heirs died in accidents in various ways. As far as I know, Xia Zhiyang's uncle also had a suspended car accident and is still lying in the treatment cabin. There are six or seven people in the same situation as him."

Qi Yan: "Is it man-made?"

"That's right," Lu Fenghan's eyes reflected the color of snow, "It has been more than two hundred years since the astronomical calendar was established, and Leto's network of contacts has been intertwined for more than two hundred years. Just like you and Xia Zhiyang, you may have the same genes and are related. The deaths of these six people have caused a huge storm in Leto, a circle built with money and power."

Qi Yan understood as soon as he heard it.

Putting aside the relationship between relatives and friends, just say that one person died today, and another died tomorrow. Will it be your turn the day after tomorrow?

And fear and anger caused by fear will definitely have a target of betrayal.

Qi Yan asked: "They asked the expeditionary force to return to defend Leto?"

Lu Fenghan laughed.

Qi Yan is very smart.

He seems to be ignorant of the ways of the world, but he sees through human nature.

"That's right. If the last time Leto's starship was hijacked by interstellar pirates in the jump channel to Woz, it aroused the fear of ordinary people. Then this series of accidental deaths has made the powerful feel uneasy."

Lu Fenghan's tone did not sound like he was talking about serious political affairs. "General Nie Huaiting will not be able to hold on for much longer. All parties are exerting pressure at the same time. If he still insists on keeping the expeditionary force on the front line of the Southern Cross Region and confronting the rebels, then the chaos will first arise. It will be Leto who will come."

Qi Yan was very sober: "But if the expeditionary force is transferred back from the front line, it will be the entire alliance that will be in chaos."

Lu Fenghan stopped and looked down at Qi Yan with a serious expression: "But for many people, the danger ten steps away is not as terrible as the butcher's knife within half a step. Human survival instinct, saving life is the most important thing. As long as you save your life, what does it matter if the alliance is gone and ten million people die?"

Qi Yan shook his head: "That's not right."

"But this is the human heart." Lu Fenghan looked outside Turan, at the layers of Leto's buildings, and there was some other emotion in his words, "The rebels and Crimo made a good move, no, it should be said that every move is a good move."

Qi Yan felt that Lu Fenghan was sad at this time.

It's just that his eyes are usually too distracted, and his heart is too resolute, so that even his sadness is not easily visible.

Lu Fenghan quickly restrained his emotions, as if the sadness just revealed was Qi Yan's illusion.

He raised his hand to help Qi Yan hold his collar to block the cold wind: "We can remind Xia Zhiyang later to tell him not to leave Turan during this period. These accidents are man-made. There must be someone in their circle who is communicating with the rebels and interstellar pirates, or the secret stakes that have been planted for many years have begun to operate. Turan has a protection system, which is safer than the outside world."

Qi Yan raised his chin, revealing his fragile Adam's apple, to facilitate Lu Fenghan's tidying up, and said "hmm" softly.

Seeing that he was so well-behaved, Lu Fenghan pinched his face and said, "As long as I am here, I will protect you."

Qi Yan noticed that the "protection" in Lu Fenghan's words seemed to be more than just the "protection" written in their contract. However,

Lu Fenghan did not say anything more.

Although he wore the uniform of the Alliance Army and had a silver star on his shoulder, in addition to "Commander Lu", sometimes people would call him "General Lu" or "Brigadier General Lu".

Unlike Lu Jun, he never had lofty pursuits and ideals, nor did he think about leaving a name in history. He was stationed on the front line for many years just because it was what he could do and what he wanted to do. Sometimes

when he was tired and the blade of the enemy was bent, he could read the declaration engraved on the stone tablet of the First Military Academy a few times to muster up the courage to stand up and kill the enemy.

"With bones as shields and blood as blades, we will move forward only for the Alliance."

Every Alliance soldier has read it a hundred times and knows it by heart.

At this moment, Lu Fenghan allowed himself to lose his mind and his eyes -

I am a sword and shield, not to protect the stars, but to protect you.