For a moment, Song Meiâs mind floated through countless late-night bloody dramas, from âDomineering Marshal runs with a ballâ to âI hate you but I love you moreâ, and looked over in horror and saw the little robot that was not as high as Ji Xingjueâs knees. After being stunned for three seconds, his heart plopped back with a bang.
Ji Xingjue picked up the little robot and raised his chin at Song Mei: âLet me introduce, this is my son.â
After thinking about it, he added: âAlso Qi Qingâs son.â
His tone was natural as if he didnât think much about it at all. Qi Qing curled the corners of his lips happily, and said flatly, âOur son.â
A robot, whatâs so fussy about being a son or not a son.
Song Mei scolded, then he approached with a smile. He looked at the little robot, and said kindly and intimately: âWhy doesnât this little guy look so smart, do you want me to help improve it?â
The little robot shrank into Ji Xingjueâs arms in a second, and tightened his collar in fear, his pupils trembling: âMama, bad uncle!â
Song Meiâs smile froze in place: ââ¦â
Ji Xingjue held back his smile, patted Song Meiâs shoulder, and followed Qi Qing into the battleship cabin.
The battleship was in normal operation, and each soldier performed their own duties and communicated in an orderly manner in the warship. They only saluted when they saw Qi Qing, and then left without sideway glances.
Damel walked out of the command cabin and smiled; he wasnât surprised when he saw Ji Xingjue: âI knew that Madam would definitely be reluctant to leave the Marshal and will follow him here.â
Ji Xingjue showed a reluctant smile: âTake a ride, and Iâll drop at the Fourth Galaxy.â
Damel felt regret. He turned on the light screen of the terminal, and checked the accommodation resources of the battleship: âAt the current speed, it is estimated that there are still three days before reaching the Fourth Galaxy. The accommodation conditions on the battleship are not sufficient. Currently, there is only one empty cabinâ¦â
Damelâs eyes wandered between Ji Xingjue and Song Mei, and he smiled and said: âI have assigned the empty cabin to Dr. Song without authorization, so will Madam stay with the Marshal?â
Husband and husband living together; the principle of Heaven and Earth; right and proper.
Qi Qing had to preserve and nurture his spirit, so that he didnât have to worry about anything after going to the front line. If the two of them stayed together, it would inevitably disturb him.
Ji Xingjue pondered for a while, and chose to be a considerate Marshalâs wife: âItâs not impossible for me to squeeze with Song Meiâ¦â
The soldiers on both sides of the aisle were startled and silently straightened their ears.
âNo.â Qi Qing interrupted with an absolute, âYou stay with me.â
Ji Xingjue: âButâ¦â
[T/N: in chapter 5.]
Ji Xingjue frowned, looking at the expected expression on Qi Qing, who was pressing step by step, forcing him to tell a few secrets hidden in his heart.
He would never be mad at Qi Qing, he was just a little hesitant.
After a while, he still looked away and looked at the time: âIs it about time for the first transition?â
As soon as the voice fell, a prompt sound rang in the battleship: âArrived at the transition point, the battleship will make the transition in three minutes, and it is expected to end in five minutes. The crew in the battleship be prepared, stay where you are, and do not walk or run in the corridor.â