By bedtime, Qi Yan still hadn't gotten a definite answer from Lu Fenghan.

Lu Fenghan only said that he would be able to feel it later.

After taking a shower, Qi Yan changed into the black robe he bought on the Mikon Star and chatted with Po Jun: "General, why didn't you tell me directly?"

Po Jun answered without hesitation: "Maybe he was shy."

The hair on his forehead was wet, and Qi Yan paused while buttoning his clothes: "Shy?"

"Of course, shyness is a trait of human character. As a human being, the general will also be shy."

Logically speaking, there is no problem with this sentence, but... Qi Yan can't quite connect Lu Fenghan with the word "shy".

However, although he was curious about the answer, he would not get to the bottom of it. Since Lu Fenghan said that he would be able to feel it later, it must be like this.

Po Jun found another example to support his point of view: "Research has shown that shyness has a certain genetic inheritance. The general's father, General Lu Jun, is a shy person. In Dawn Star, in order to prevent himself from losing his language communication ability due to a long period of inactivity, the general often chatted with me unilaterally.

The chat content mentioned that when General Lu Jun took office as the major general of the alliance, he needed to go on stage to speak. When he went on stage, although his face was normal and his expression was firm, his neck was actually red. After I left Dawn Star, I found the relevant images and found that what the general said was true."

Qi Yan leaned on the pillow, Thinking of the statue of General Lu Jun in the Diamond Square of the Sky, and what Lu Fenghan said when facing the "preaching" of the wandering poet: "If the protection level of Lu Jun's starship is the same as it is now, the rebels' cannon will not kill him."

Po Jun: "The general also said that he learned this set of pretentiousness from his father."

Qi Yan's eyes flashed with a smile.

He suddenly became curious: "Did the general mention me?"

He wanted to know what he was like in Lu Fenghan's description.

"No, the general once asked me if I wanted to know what kind of person you are. I really want to know, but the general didn't tell me." Pojun analyzed again, "I think this is due to the psychological phenomenon of biological possessiveness."

Although he was talking about Lu Fenghan, Qi Yan felt his ears were slightly hot.

Pulling the quilt, he thought, this kind of emotion should be what Pojun just said - shy?

Unable to sleep, Qi Yan called up the virtual screen of the personal terminal, sorted out the data of "Mirage", and finally opened the White Tower Intranet and changed the status of this project to completed.

Rubbing his dry eyes, he looked at the time again. It was already 3:30 in the morning.

Not sure if it was because of the gradual reduction of the dosage, Qi Yan felt a chill in his heart that could not be warmed up. He tossed and turned, feeling a little anxious and uneasy.

There was no sleepiness in his eyes, and he asked hesitantly: "Is the general asleep?"

"The general has been asleep for one hour and thirty-five minutes."

After hearing this, Qi Yan thought, if he went over now and moved a little more quietly and only took up a little space, he should not wake Lu Fenghan up, right?

Two minutes later, the door of Lu Fenghan's room slid open quietly. Because Po Jun was controlling the speed, there was no extra movement.

Qi Yan's new slippers had soft soles, and no footsteps could be heard when he walked.

For Qi Yan's convenience, Po Jun also turned on the light - the dimmest setting, which would never wake anyone up.

After standing at the end of the bed and observing for a while, Qi Yan tiptoed to put his pillow beside the bed, spread a thin blanket, and lay down.

The lights went out, and the air in the closed space was quiet.

Qi Yan typed to Po Jun through the personal terminal: "Thank you for your cooperation."

"You're welcome."

After typing only a few words, Qi Yan's eyelids felt a little heavy.

Lu Fenghan was like a source of heat in the ice and snow. As long as you get close to him, your limbs will be warm and you will no longer feel the severe cold.

Pojun typed another line of text: "Your brows relaxed, and your mood suddenly changed from anxious to calm."

Qiyan was stunned and found that it was exactly as Pojun said.

Pojun: "In three minutes, your mood changed too quickly, as if you took illegal drugs."

Qiyan replied: "Half."

Pojun replied with a "?"

Qiyan: "Half of a banned drug."

After saying goodnight to Pojun, Qiyan took a slow breath in the range of Lu Feng's cold breath, curled up his body, and closed his eyes.

He thought, it was indeed like... addiction.

Even he himself could not explain the logic of his behavior.

Originally, he was only going to occupy a small area on the bed, but within a few minutes, when Qi Yan was about to fall asleep, Lu Fenghan turned over, put his arm around his waist, and hugged Qi Yan.

His forehead was rubbed twice by Lu Fenghan's bearded chin.

Qi Yan guessed that it should be red.

But it didn't hurt much.

After making sure that Lu Fenghan was not awake, Qi Yan couldn't hold on any longer in this position and fell asleep.

Lu Fenghan woke up according to his biological clock.

He found something wrong as soon as he opened his eyes. There was

someone in his arms.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Qi Yan's hair was disheveled, his eyelashes were drooping, and his breathing was steady. It was obvious that he was sleeping soundly.

He wanted to press his forehead, but was afraid that the movement would be too big and wake people up, so he had to lie quietly and try to recall what happened last night.

After making sure that his memory was correct, he sent Qi Yan back to the room, went back to the room to deal with a batch of documents, and fell asleep after finishing them.

Qi Yan was not in the bed at that time.

Po Jun said in the built-in contactor: "Good morning, General, you have ushered in a new dawn."

Without waiting for Lu Fenghan to ask, Po Jun explained sympathetically: "At 3:37 in the morning last night, the chief raided your room at night."

Lu Fenghan understood.

Qi Yan couldn't sleep until 3:30 last night, so he came to find him.

However, where did Po Jun learn this strange wording?

Looking carefully at the person beside the pillow, he found that Qi Yan's forehead was slightly red, as if it had been rubbed by something.

Lu Fenghan controlled his movements, got up carefully, walked barefoot into the bathroom, closed the door, and made sure that his words would not disturb Qi Yan before he spoke: "Qi Yan, what happened to your forehead?"

Po Jun: "You rubbed it with your stubble."

"..."

Lu Fenghan was silent for three seconds and ordered, "Write it down and remind me to clean my stubble next time."

Pojun: "Okay, General."

After washing his face, Lu Fenghan wiped the water stains on his face with a towel and asked, "Where did you learn the terms 'night raid' and 'girlfriend'?"

Pojun answered honestly, "From the novel I read recently."

Lu Fenghan was speechless for a rare time, and finally complimented perfunctorily, "You have a wide range of hobbies."

Pojun took this as a compliment, "Thank you."

As a thoughtful artificial intelligence, Pojun reminded again, "General, we will have a meeting with Odin this morning, so you need to dress formally."

Lu Fenghan had to put on his military uniform and take out the tie that had not seen the light of day for eight hundred years from his closet.

After tying the knot twice, Lu Fenghan signaled Pojun to find a tie-tying tutorial on the Star Network. However, this time the artificial intelligence was not smart enough to understand Lu Fenghan's needs.

Qi Yan woke up at this time.

He was half asleep, and when he found that Lu Fenghan was not there, he sat up and looked around.

The belt of his nightgown was tied well, but the collar was open and slid to one side, revealing the cold white shoulder on the right side and the obvious collarbone.

It was like jade and porcelain.

After crawling a few steps on his knees on the bed, Qi Yan stopped at the edge of the bed, knelt down and said to Lu Fenghan, "Come here."

His voice was hoarse.

Although he didn't know what Qi Yan wanted to do, Lu Fenghan stood over first as he was told.

Qi Yan's hair was messy from sleep, and his eyes were half closed, and he didn't look very awake. He straightened his back, took hold of Lu Fenghan's tie with both hands, and tied a knot very flexibly.

After making sure the tie was tied, Qi Yan moved back to the place where he had just slept, closed his eyes and fell asleep. Lu

Fenghan was left alone, standing by the bed for a long time.

In the command room, everyone sat around the conference table, all dressed neatly.

After Lu Fenghan entered the room, he looked around and his eyes first fell on Mei Jielin's tie: "You don't know how to tie a knot?"

Mei Jielin howled: "There is no course teaching this in the First Military Academy! I asked several people, and every one of them said 'I can do it', but when they really got the hang of it, no one could do it! This is a tutorial I found temporarily, so just try it!"

His eyes turned to Dushan, and Lu Fenghan pointed out: "Your tie is tied crookedly."

Dushan: "It's not easy to tie the two sides together, Commander!"

Weiyin also complained: "Why do we have to have a meeting so early and dress so formally?"

The facade of the expeditionary force was originally held by Deputy Commander Eric. It was Eric who answered reporters' questions and attended meetings, and it was basically not their turn.

Anyway, even if the whole army is sloppy and out of tune, as long as Erich's image is supported, the external image of the expeditionary army will be fine.

Lu Fenghan pulled out a chair and sat down: "If you want to reason, go to General Nie. The military is holding a semi-public meeting for external propaganda. Your faces will be processed and your appearance will not be made public, but only your faces will be processed."

Mei Jielin: "I understand, everything is for the face of the expeditionary army?"

After saying that, she saw that the commander adjusted his tie naturally but deliberately.

Only then did she realize that Lu Fenghan's tie was tied exceptionally well.

Mei Jie Lin propped her chin up with her hand: "Commander, who tied your tie?"

Lu Fenghan's mouth moved suspiciously, but his smile was not complete. He only asked back: "Can't I tie it myself?"

Mei Jie Lin rolled her eyes and said: "Come on, everyone is on the same level!"

After she said this, everyone's eyes fell on Lu Fenghan's tie.

The goal has been achieved. Lu Fenghan froze his expression, tapped the table with his fingers, and ordered Po Jun: "Connect to Odin Star, and have a meeting." He also reminded the people present, "Sit up straight, understand?"

Everyone was weak: "Understood, I promise to complete the task..."

On the other side, Qi Yan slept until nine o'clock and woke up. Elisa just sent a test questionnaire. He put a pillow behind him and filled in the answers. Po Jun also called in a medical robot to test the secretion levels of various hormones and chemicals in his body.

According to Eliza, "emotion" is not an object, but a "feeling", which cannot be accurately quantified. Many times, it is necessary to follow subjective feelings. She can only use auxiliary means to detect whether the effects of reducing medication are being reduced in an orderly manner.

On this issue, except for some special situations, Qi Yan is not very anxious. He analyzed that it should be related to the fact that Lu Fenghan has never put any pressure on him.

Lu Fenghan has never said or expressed "You have to recover quickly" or "What if you can't recover."

It even makes Qi Yan feel that losing emotions is just like coughing or catching a cold. It is not strange or serious.

He is not an outlier among the crowd.

Qi Yan spoke without a beginning or an end: "The general is very good."

Po Jun continued: "I like the general, too."

Qi Yan's usually cold face was touched by a certain word in this sentence, and a trace of panic appeared on her face.

At this time, Po Jun added: "I like you, too." Qi Yan's

heartbeat, which had suddenly accelerated, calmed down again. Qi Yan picked up his quilt and pillow, opened the door and returned to his room.

The meeting lasted for almost a whole morning, and in a blink of an eye, it became the front page of the "Leto Daily". The photo of the expeditionary force took up a large frame, and Mei Jie Lin sighed: "The highlight of my life, old - no, this lady has never sat so dignified before!"

At this time, she had thrown her tie away somewhere, and she was wearing a coat and rolled up her shirt sleeves, looking like a big sister collecting protection fees on a planet with poor public security.

Wei Yin also came over to take a look: "It's true. From the photos, we are all well-dressed and well-dressed! It's worth it that I got up 20 minutes earlier to tie my tie!"

Hearing the word "tie", Mei Jie Lin remembered: "Where is the commander?"

The kitchen.

The kitchen on the command ship is set up for the commander-in-chief and the captain. It has nothing to do with special privileges. It's just because these people often miss the meals in the cafeteria. In order to prevent the commander-in-chief and the captain from starving to death, a kitchen was set up and some kitchen utensils and canned raw materials were stuffed into it.

However, over the years, the kitchen utensils are as clean as new, only the nutritional supplements have been replaced batch after batch.

Mei Jielin once said: "My life is given by nutritional supplements!"

Lu Fenghan is making noodles.

Yesterday, Vincent was on leave and went off the ship. Lu Fenghan specially asked him to go to Mikono Star and buy a lot of star mushroom powder.

According to the tutorial, knead the dough and put it into the machine to press the noodles. Lu Fenghan said: "It's not very difficult."

The water in the pot has begun to boil. Lu Fenghan threw the thin noodles into the pot and asked Pojun: "High heat or low heat?"

Pojun replied: "According to the tutorial, it should be low heat."

Lu Fenghan searched for a while and finally found the gear to adjust the fire.

Staring at the countdown projected in the air, Lu Fenghan was quite patient. After a while, he smiled again: "I didn't pay so much attention to the countdown of the missile thruster preheating."

Suddenly, a voice came from the door: "I saw the wise men of the rebels immediately hold a surrender ceremony and prostrate themselves on the ground and cry bitterly, but I was not so shocked!"

Lu Fenghan knew from the noise that a group of people had come.

"Are you all free?"

Wei Yin answered immediately: "No! Just passing by!"

Mei Jielin was not afraid of death and came closer to see: "Commander, what did you cook? It smells so good!"

The implication was obvious.

Lu Fenghan was cold: "It has nothing to do with you."

The noodles were cooked, Lu Fenghan picked them up and rinsed them in cold water, then put them on the plate and added seasoning.

After Lu Fenghan left the kitchen, Mei Jielin nudged Wei Yin with her elbow, shook her head and sighed: "Hey, did you notice that our expeditionary commander was really eaten to death?"

Qi Yan was fine-tuning the starship's central control system in the equipment room.

After staying in the command ship for more than half a month, he noticed more details of the battlefield, and an idea came to him. After telling Lu Fenghan, he went into the equipment room.

It was not until Lu Fenghan came in with the noodles that Qi Yan realized, "It's noon?"

Seeing his confused look, Lu Fenghan deliberately said, "It's time for dinner." Qi Yan

believed it, but was even more confused, "Time flies by a little too fast."

Lu Fenghan was helpless and pinched his nose, "Just kidding, it's 12:50."

When he saw the plate in front of him, Qi Yan was surprised, "Star Flower Mushroom Noodles?"

There was no time to go back and forth to Mikonuo Star, so it could only be made by Lu Fenghan.

Sitting down on the chair next to him, Lu Fenghan was very confident, "Try it and see if it's improved compared to before?"

Qi Yan took a bite.

From his expression, Lu Fenghan could roughly judge that the cooking results this time were at least above the passing line.

At least Qi Yan didn't swallow it whole and put down his chopsticks silently like he did in Leto.

After taking two more bites, Qi Yan saw Lu Fenghan sitting loosely against the back of the chair, with his right hand on the edge of the table, looking at him. He put down his chopsticks and invited: "General, do you want to eat too? We can eat together."

Lu Fenghan wanted to get another set of tableware, or wait until Qi Yan was full before picking up his chopsticks, but before he could open his mouth, he saw Qi Yan rolled the noodles into a small ball and put it to his mouth.

His movements were natural, but because he didn't dare to make eye contact, his earlobes were red.

The small mole on it was very eye-catching.

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Fenghan supported the edge of the table with his hands, leaned over, and ate the food Qi Yan fed him.