Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

"Don't praise me anymore. You will know these things in the future. I just told you in advance." Huo Jinglan also used his mental power to reply, "Ms. El has mastered mental power control to perfection. She is worthy of being the pearl of the empire."

"It's just a title given by the empire. I don't think I'm the pearl of the empire. The real pearl should be the royal descendant." Jiuli refused. She was not.

"In my heart, Miss El is the most precious pearl," Huo Jinglan said and then turned his head away, his ears red, and he didn't look at Jiuli.

However, because he was driving a mecha, it could not be seen from the outside. One could only see the capable and sharp style of the person inside.

The battle was not over until seven days later. Everyone present was exhausted except Donut, the instigator, who was still full of energy. He was even very energetic and used local ingredients to make braised pork for Dai Xunxu.

The aroma of the braised pork woke up everyone who had fallen into a coma. Dai Xunxu just casually invited them to come over and eat together, and nothing else happened. It was obviously just a polite remark.

"Commander, I'll distribute two pieces of our military rations," Ai Erchen replied softly beside Huo Jinglan.

"Well done. Have you counted the casualties? How are the casualties of the Fourth Army?" Huo Jinglan stood under the shade of a tree, his face still a little pale.

"The casualties are huge, and we are counting them. These things will be mailed to each family." Ai Erchen tapped twice on the intelligent computer. "These things are made in duplicate, Commander."

"Well done. Give them the other copy and send the injured ones back to our territory as soon as possible. Let them suffer for the next two months and don't hang around." Huo Jinglan said.

"Don't worry, Commander," Ai Erchen smiled. He had done this many times and was very skilled at it, so he would definitely not make any mistakes.

Apparently the Fourth Army's casualties were reported too high.

"Rest for a while and then move on." After saying this, Huo Jinglan took his food to the Jiuli tent.

Standing outside the tent, I felt a little nervous, which was unusual.

"Is Miss El asleep now? I'm coming to bring you some food," Huo Jinglan mustered up his courage and knocked on the tent door.

"I'm not asleep, just come in." Jiuli curled up on the sofa watching a video on the mecha manufacturing process.

"Then I'll come in," Huo Jinglan came in from outside and looked at the tent in front of him. The light pink color was very girly.

Although small, it has everything. It was obviously built by Ellan himself for his beloved daughter. The totem of the El family emblem was everywhere. He walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Ms. El, are you interested in mecha making?" He glanced at the video that was playing.

"Fortunately," Jiuli said implicitly, "The mecha productions announced are all common, and the best ones are still in the guild."

"The guild is backed by the royal family, and its technology has not improved much, but it is still a little behind the Federation," Huo Jinglan's eyes fell on Jiuli's face, "Then I wish Miss El all her wishes come true in advance. Can you give me the first mecha?"

"Well, it depends on your performance. But by the way, what food did you bring?" Jiuli stretched out her tone and looked at the box that Huo Jinglan produced like magic.

"The processed sea dragon meat is best steamed and served with sauce," Huo Jinglan opened the box, "You can try it."

"You are really thoughtful," Jiuli took the box and her fingertips slid across Huo Jinglan's palm. As expected, she saw Huo Jinglan's ears turning red, which was really adorable.

"Ms. El, please stop teasing me," Huo Jinglan's tone changed slightly, but Miss El sounded affectionate to him.

"How can I be teasing you? I haven't done anything yet," Jiuli smiled brightly, "If you can't even tolerate this little touch, then I'm going to doubt whether you're being nice to me for me or for the wealth of the El family."

"Of course it's for Miss El. My feelings for you are genuine, but I can't offend Miss El," Huo Jinglan explained quickly with anxiety in his eyes.

"It's better this way, otherwise," Jiuli said threateningly.

"There are still many days to come, and Miss El has plenty of time to see my sincerity towards you." Huo Jinglan felt a little relieved and spoke calmly and bluntly.

Only I know that my heart is beating faster and faster.

"Commander Huo, how old are you this year?" Jiuli glanced at Huo Jinglan's handsome face whose age could not be determined, and sighed, saying that he was worthy of being the most famous commander in the galaxy, with such an amazing appearance.

"Star Citizens become adults at the age of fifty. I'm only seventy now. I guess I'm a good match for Miss El, right?" Huo Jinglan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at and touched his face. Was he old?

"Not old, Commander Huo is still very young." Jiuli put away the surprise on her face. He is really outstanding.

"It's getting late, I won't disturb Miss El's rest. See you tomorrow." Huo Jinglan looked at the tiredness on Jiuli's face, took out a bottle of recovery potion from his pocket and put it down.

"This is a recovery potion. It tastes and is quite effective. Miss El can try it." After saying that, he went out.

Jiuli looked at the potion and found that it tasted like apple.

The next day, Huo Jinglan appeared outside the Jiuli tent on time. Considering that girls prefer to eat various fruits, Huo Jinglan also brought a fruit basket full of fruits.

"Commander Huo, good morning," Jiuli was about to close the tent when she paused and pulled Huo Jinglan into the tent.

Standing outside was too conspicuous, as if he was afraid that others didn't know he was pursuing her and looked very impatient.

"Miss Ai'er, don't you think I'm shameful?" Huo Jinglan followed Jiuli in and glanced at Jiuli with a gentle yet aggressive look, "Or does Miss Ai'er not want others to know that I'm pursuing you?"

"No, you forgot that the Imperial Military Academy does not allow teacher-student relationships. You are blatantly challenging the school rules." Jiuli took the box from Huo Jinglan's hand and glared at him.

"Then I have to thank Miss El for considering me," Huo Jinglan smiled, like melting winter snow, looking particularly charming, but few people could see it.

"I'm thinking about myself, so that those little fans of yours won't attack me," Jiuli sat on the sofa and looked at the fruit in front of her, "I prefer to eat meat, especially the flaming chicken kind."

"I've made a note of it. I'll go change it for you right away," Huo Jinglan looked at the fruit. It turned out that Miss El preferred to eat meat, just like him. But it didn't matter. He could still afford meat.

"Don't bother, this is also possible." Jiuli pulled Huo Jinglan's sleeve, "Talking to me is more important than changing."