Before Qi Yan could react, Lu Fenghan's familiar breath swept over, filling every ray of air around him and his lips and teeth.

It was too sudden.

Lu Fenghan's actions were clearly invasive and unyielding, but his movements were gentle. The warmth of his breath and body temperature awakened countless sensitive nerve endings, and even his fingertips and cerebral cortex felt itchy and numb at the same time.

Qi Yan began to feel dizzy and his legs became weak as he was deprived of oxygen. However, he was confined between the wall and his chest by Lu Fenghan, so he had to hold on to Lu Fenghan's clothes to keep standing.

In the room, besides the white noise produced by the starship's operation, the breathing sounds of the two people were entangled, getting heavier and heavier, until the other's teeth rubbed across his lower lip, Qi Yan uttered a low sound in slight pain, and Lu Fenghan suddenly stopped.

He placed his palm on Qi Yan's waist, foreheads touching, and gently rubbed across Qi Yan's nose: "Do you feel it?"

Lu Fenghan's voice was hoarse, with a kind of indescribable sexiness. The breath that leaked out when he spoke had not yet calmed down, and it was all on Qi Yan's eardrum.

Qi Yan tried to make a sound, and then he found that his voice was exactly the same as Lu Fenghan's, "It's real."

It's not fiction, it's not imagination, everything is real.

Lu Fenghan rubbed Qiyan's lower lip with his fingers and rubbed it twice: "Does it hurt?"

It was a very simple action, but when this person did it, it had some other meaning.

Qiyan said "hmm" and looked away: "It hurts a little, the pain seems to be more sensitive than usual."

It's really annoying.

Lu Fenghan knew Qiyan's habit of describing his feelings to him, but at this moment, Lu Fenghan had to mobilize most of his self-control to resist some uncivilized psychological activities.

He brought up the topic and shifted attention: "The contract we signed a year ago, is it still in Leto's house?"

Qi Yan recalled along with his words: "Yes, I didn't have time to go back and get it. I only had time to clear the optical computer when I stripped Pojun's data core. But the password box where I stored the contract is made of liquid composite metal, and the protection level is very high. Even if the house is blown up, the password box will not be damaged."

Hearing the words "liquid composite metal", Lu Fenghan immediately thought of the suspended vehicle that Qi Yan used in Leto, which was comparable to land armor.

As if knowing what Lu Fenghan remembered, "The suspension vehicle, the house, and the medicines were all prepared by the White Tower. They were worried that I would have an accident."

Qi Yan also mentioned, "The inventor of the Type VI treatment capsule lives near me. The White Tower produced several during the experimental stage. I was in Leto and placed one next to me. On our way to the starport, I remotely turned on the hidden mode. Unless I disable it, it will be a bulky piece of furniture with no practical use."

Although time was urgent at the time, Qi Yan handled everything that needed to be handled.

Lu Fenghan remembered the time when he used to pick up Qi Yan from school every day: "Well, after we get Leto back, we can continue to live back." The

reason why he initially dispelled his doubts about Qi Yan was because of the treatment capsule.

The information released by the entire alliance only stated that there were four of them, so the fifth one would not appear in Qi Yan's bedroom for no reason.

However, he did not expect that his employer would be Y, the chief of the White Tower.

"Okay," Qi Yan's lips were still a little red, he thought of something, "We can also invite Eliza and August to be our guests, they are very curious about where I live in Leto."

"Are there anyone else you want to invite?"

"Yes, I also want to invite Gamiye, Mu Qing and Qu Qingming. They are all my neighbors in the White Tower and live very close to me." Qi Yan gestured and explained, "The White Tower is on a small planet in the Lagoon Nebula. When it was first built, the functional areas were planned very well. The residential area where I live has seven houses, but Qu Qingming doesn't live in the White Tower all year round, so I rarely see her."

The White Tower is a very secretive existence for most people. Even though Lu Fenghan is a brigadier general in the military, he still knows very little about it.

He didn't ask too much, only concerned about Qi Yan's past life: "Are there people of your age, like Ye Pei or Mondrian, Xia Zhiyang and others?"

"Very few, August and Eliza are about thirty years older than me, Mu Qing is twenty-one years older than me, and Qu Qingming is nineteen years older than me. I once met a girl who was only five years older than me, her name was Xu Ning. Because we were interested in the same topic, I talked to her at an exchange meeting, but I didn't become friends with her."

Lu Fenghan noticed sharply: "Did something happen?"

"Yes, she left the White Tower once and went to a laboratory in the Messier region to extract experimental data. She was killed by the rebels on the way back. At that time, she was ranked 29th on the blacklist and had just come of age."

Qi Yan talked about his laboratory in the White Tower, the flowers with strange colors and shapes cultivated in the garden, and Gamiye's quirks when doing experiments...

From the conversation, Lu Fenghan got a glimpse of Qi Yan's previous life.

He has things he is inclined to do, and although his life is monotonous, it is very interesting. He has no friends of the same age, which made him clumsy in interpersonal communication when he first arrived in Turan, but those elders who were much older than him made him gradually form a vague belief when he was young, so he told the principal of Turan that there are some things that you have to do even if you may die at any time.

Qi Yan glanced at the contract he had just signed, with a gleam in his eyes: "General, will it be boring to be with me?"

He had just reached adulthood, like a blank sheet of paper, and would be a little worried about gains and losses when facing a relationship.

Lu Fenghan did not answer but asked: "When you are with me, will you find me boring?"

"Of course not," Qi Yan shook his head immediately.

On the contrary, when he was with Lu Fenghan, he felt very interesting. To him, Lu Fenghan had a unique gravitational field that attracted his attention all the time.

Every detail - the beating of the heart between the ribs, the dry temperature of the palm, the not-so-seriousness when picking the lips, all made him want to explore and observe repeatedly, and keep getting closer.

Lu Fenghan gave the answer: "You have to believe that I am the same as you."

Then, he called out "Po Jun".

Po Jun simulated the sound of knocking on the door three times: "I am coming in, I hope I did not disturb you."

Lu Fenghan pointed to the paper with the two people's signatures: "Scan this contract and save an electronic copy in your data core."

"Okay, General, I am happy to serve you. I promise not to read the contents of this contract." Po Jun did not forget to brag, "Unless I start the self-decomposition program, otherwise, the data stream of the Star Network exists, and all the data in me and the data core will not disappear."

Po Jun thought for a few seconds: "In this respect, I make this contract more romantic. Of course, my existence is also romantic."

Two days later, Wein and Dushan returned first, and Meijielin and Long Xiyun returned to the fleet base on August 3.

Walking in the corridor with big strides, Mei Jielin took off her gloves and thought for a while: "Po Jun, are you there?"

Po Jun's voice appeared: "Miss Mei Jielin, do

you want to talk to me about something?" "Look and see if I have changed at all."

A few seconds later, Po Jun replied: "You have changed a lot. After not seeing you for a week, your weight has increased by 1.5 kilograms, your waist has widened by one centimeter, and your hair has also grown longer."

Mei Jielin immediately forgot about her bad princess cut and exclaimed: "I've gained so much weight? I shouldn't have come to chat with you. No one told me and I didn't know, so I didn't get fat!"

Po Jun: "There is an idiom specifically describing your behavior, which is deceiving oneself."

Mei Jielin: As an artificial intelligence, you don't need to understand so much.

Walking into the conference room, Mei Jielin sat down at her seat, glanced at the lit star map, and recognized it at a glance: "There was a fight in the Central Administrative District?"

Lu Fenghan: "Yes, three hours ago, General Nie mobilized troops and took back Savoy from the rebels."

Mei Jielin leaned forward slightly and looked at the star map more closely: "Savoy? The planet occupied by the rebels on the fourth day after its establishment? The garrison of the Central Administrative District has finally made progress."

Although few people mentioned the situation in the Central Administrative District on the front line, most of them, like Mei Jielin, remembered clearly in their hearts which planet was captured by the rebels on which month and day. It's

just that when you are on the battlefield, you don't have to talk about those overly angry and emotional emotions all the time.

Wei Yin said, "It's not that we have finally succeeded. In the past six months, we have captured almost five planets and fought several battles, saving many from the clutches of the rebels. It is not easy to achieve this result. The garrisons in various administrative regions have not had many opportunities to fire guns in the past."

Mei Jielin said with disdain, "The rebels will not care how much they touch guns." She changed her tone, "But it is indeed a loss for the garrison to face the rebels." The

rebel army is a completely militarized social management model.

After everyone is born, they will be raised by the collective, and when they grow up a little, they will start to divide the work. Smart people are trained separately, oriented to scientific research and related fields, while ordinary people are partially engaged in basic work necessary for society, and the other majority are transferred to the army.

In Mei Jielin's view, the purpose of the existence of all the lower-level people in the rebel army is to support the people at the top of the pyramid, just like the division of labor in an anthill.

In such a social structure, "people" cannot be considered "people" at all. People at the bottom are at best tools, and people in the middle and upper levels are at most only a little more advanced - tools of the wise.

She asked the real question: "Commander, what is the topic of today's meeting?"

Lu Fenghan: "The topic is chatting, but you came late, and Wei Yin and the others' chatting excitement has passed."

Mei Jielin widened her eyes and regretted: "I shouldn't have looked at the mirror over and over again in the room for ten minutes!"

Chatting is really chatting. Patrolling the star field is very boring. The only person you see back and forth is your adjutant. So when you come back, chat together in the meeting, scold the disabled soldiers you met, and talk about the terrible meteorite belt you encountered. It is good for physical and mental health and is a regular program of the expeditionary force.

Du Shang had no intention of cooperating with Mei Jielin to have another chat, and asked, "What is the sub-topic?"

Lu Fenghan replied, "Lorenz said that the signal base station should be checked for faults. As usual, everyone will be assigned a part, and you can go yourself or send someone to go."

The space army's long-distance communications require the use of base station signal transmission, including those in use, backup, and used to confuse the enemy. There are many base stations, and their locations are hidden. They need to be checked every once in a while. Soon

, countless base stations lit up on the star map, and they were divided into six parts according to their locations.

Lu Fenghan tapped the table with his knuckles: "Area B has been taken by Eric, who set out yesterday. You guys divide the remaining five areas first, and the rest are mine."

This task had been done dozens of times, if not hundreds. Mei Jielin and the others were not polite and divided the areas in less than ten seconds, leaving the farthest area for Lu Fenghan.

Lu Fenghan was used to their behavior and took Area E.

Mei Jielin asked a few more questions: "Commander, are you going in person?"

"Otherwise?" Lu Fenghan raised his eyelids, "You can still wander around during the patrol, and I'll stay on the command ship, and I can see clearly how many stars are lit outside each window."

Mei Jielin's eyes rolled, and she asked again: "Are you and Qi Yan going together?"

When Lu Fenghan confirmed her guess, Mei Jielin felt that she had seen through her commander's purpose -

working and dating at the same time, a world for the two of them, what a good opportunity to cultivate feelings!

Commander, I didn't expect you to be so scheming!

Although Mei Jielin was not completely right, she did guess some of Lu Fenghan's thoughts.

There were people coming and going on the command ship, and only the two of them were together. There were too few opportunities for them to be alone, which made Lu Fenghan's anger rise in waves.

This time, they used a modified reconnaissance ship, which has high concealment. After turning on the stealth mode, it is not easy to be scanned by radar.

After the two sat down in the cockpit, the indicator lights on the control panel gradually lit up.

Po Jun spoke up, very considerately: "Excuse me, do you need me to turn on the substitute driving mode?"

Lu Fenghan held the joystick with one hand: "From now on, you can pretend that you don't exist." "

Okay, General," Po Jun said without any glass heart, "When you need me, you can call my name, otherwise, I will pretend that I don't exist."

Manipulating the reconnaissance ship into the route, seeing Qi Yan flipping through the driver's manual stored in the control system, Lu Fenghan said: "If you are interested, next time I can teach you how to drive in the simulated cockpit. After you get the hang of it, you can try it in space."

After that, he directly invited, "Do you want to come over and hold the joystick and experience it?"

Qi Yan had just finished reading the manual and hesitated: "Can I?"

"Why not? I'm here, nothing will happen."

Qi Yan then handed his hand over.

The metal lever still had some residual body temperature. As soon as Qi Yan grasped it, the back of his hand covered Lu Fenghan's palm again.

The rough thin silk thread rubbed against him, it was itchy, and even made him feel a tingling sensation on the back of his neck.

He vaguely realized that he seemed to be much more sensitive to Lu Fenghan's touch than before.

"Yes... that's it, follow the displayed route."

Under the control of the two, the black and gray reconnaissance ship slowly moved away from the huge fleet floating in space, like a lone boat in the deep sea.

Qi Yan was gradually attracted by the scene outside the porthole.

Huge meteorites, metal wreckage of unknown age, distant twinkling stars...

and all of this makes people more deeply aware of how insignificant their existence is.

At the same time, a strong sense of loneliness will surge in the heart, but because of the existence of people around him, this empty loneliness will soon be filled.

Lu Fenghan suddenly said, "I did it on purpose."

Qi Yan turned to look at him, "What?"

"I took this mission on purpose, and I took you with me on purpose."

Lu Fenghan analyzed his intentions without any concealment, "Psychology says that when two people are in the vast space, because they are far away from their group and in an unstable environment full of dangers, they will develop a sense of dependence on each other. This environment and the emotions it generates can stimulate the emotions between each other."

Qi Yan had heard of this statement before. He carefully recalled everything from the time he boarded the ship, and found that it was indeed the case. He was curious again: "General, are you stimulated?"

Lu Fenghan looked straight ahead, with none of the metal buttons on his military jacket fastened, and the collar of his uniform shirt loose. A sharp aura mixed with the breath of hormones emanated from him.

The light from the console reflected on his face. From Qi Yan's perspective, a layer of light covered his forehead to the bridge of his nose, making his profile look even more angular and hard.

Just when Qi Yan was lost in thought for a second, Lu Fenghan, still looking straight ahead, pinched Qi Yan's finger, put it to his lips, bit the tip of the thin white middle finger gently, and curled his lips: "What do you think?"