Lying down in the Zerg and being fed by the breeder

Hot cocoa smells really good.

Zhu Yan didn't mean to dislike it.

The only difference is that, firstly, Zhu Yan would feel hungry if he smelled it, and secondly... Zhu Yan thought about it from another person's perspective for the first time in a long time.

If Lan Ci came here.

As soon as I entered the house, I was hit by the smell of rotting leaves...

It was finally cleaned with pheromone remover.

As a result, when I lay down on the bed, the bedding, pillows, and quilt all smelled like rotten leaves.

By then Lan Ci...

Forget it, Lan Ci is going crazy.

Zhuyan: e=(′o｀*))) Alas

Lan Qing is really something. How can a soldier be so lazy? He doesn't even know how to wash the quilt regularly.

He, the heroic leader, has to come.

First, take apart the quilt cover, then wash them separately, and finally put them outside to dry...

(PS: Lan Qing is not lazy and loves to be clean.)

(It’s just that there’s no way to completely avoid pheromones. Under normal circumstances, applying a barrier patch before bed can perfectly solve the problem.)

(However, Lan Qing was a little depressed because she didn't hug the little hero during the eight days of vacation, so her information body was not very stable during this period...)

Zhu Yan sat cross-legged on the smooth floor, looking at the quilt he had already unpacked in one row, deep in thought...

Now he is thinking about what to do next.

Ah, why not continue to demolish it?

After opening the first line, Zhu Yan realized that something was wrong.

Tentatively extended a hand.

Silently lifted the corner of the quilt...

Sure enough, there was white cotton wool inside.

……

Bamboo inkstone: "(°ヘ°)

……

Hiss~ It’s difficult…

This seems to be thrown into the washing machine together?

If it is taken apart, won’t the cotton inside be washed everywhere?

Zhu Yan looked at the cotton in front of him and tried to blow gently.

Sure enough, the next second, the white cotton fluff immediately floated up in the wind.

Zhuyan: ...

Ok……

If nothing goes wrong, there is no need to throw it into the washing machine at all, it will be everywhere immediately.

How about sewing it back together?

Zhu Yan thought this method was feasible.

So he searched the dormitory for a long time, but couldn't find the needle and thread, so he decisively gave up the idea.

Zhu Yan: Hmm...

Otherwise, just pretend you don’t know…

Quietly fold the quilt back...

Zhu Yan began to fold the quilt manually according to the pattern he remembered, following his every movement and adjustment to the quilt.

There will always be a small piece of cotton wool flying out.

Finally, the quilt lived up to everyone's expectations - only a piece of skin was left... and white cotton wool rising and falling in the air and on the floor.

Bamboo inkstone: (ˉ―ˉ?)

Finished.

This is completely troublesome.

You may not believe it, but he really just wanted to wash the quilt...

No!

Whose quilt is this? It’s designed like this when it leaves the factory! Why design a fake two-piece quilt?

Who would just wrap themselves up in a blanket and go out when they have nothing better to do?!

Then I met a bug on the road and showed it to him:

Look, the quilts I bought are two fake sets!

Fashionable or not?

……

He thought there was a quilt outside...

Zhu Yan sat on the ground dejectedly. At this moment, he was very calm, or perhaps he had already given up.

Yes, that’s right, I did it!

But so what?

Lan Qing, is he still willing to beat me?

*

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Zhu Yan was still playing tricks when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

A strange insect's voice came from outside: "Lieutenant General Lan Qing, are you in there?"

Zhu Yan jumped up from the ground with a start.

What should I do? There are bugs?

Help!

……

There was no response from the insect inside the door for a long time.

Iriko knocked on the door a few more times, his voice getting louder: "Lieutenant General? Are you there?"

Then just keep waiting.

Still no response...

Iriko frowned. Isn’t Lieutenant General Lan Qing in there?

its not right?

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any bugs, right?

The window was clearly open, and white cotton wool was floating out of it, falling into the rice he had just made.

Could it be that it took him just this short while to go upstairs?

Lieutenant General Lan Qing just went out again?

Just as Iriko was about to leave, he saw Lan Qing, who had also finished her meal and was walking slowly towards him.

Iriko: Huh?

Lan Qing also noticed Yiliko standing in front of her dormitory door: "What's wrong, Yiliko? You're not going to report to me at lunch time, are you?"

Iriko shook his head: "I thought you were in the room."

Lan Qing: "No, I just came back from the cafeteria."

Lan Qing spoke as he held his lunch box in one hand and fished out his keys with the other: "The food in the cafeteria smells so good today. I wonder which male insect has come to make them put so much effort into it."

Iriko looked at the closed door and thought for a moment.

Then he asked quietly, "Lieutenant General, was the window open before you left today?"

Lan Qing froze for a moment before replying, "Yeah, that's right, but I turned back halfway to go to the cafeteria."

Iriko: “Oh, that’s all right.”

Lan Qing: "Hey, you're just leaving like that? Is it okay for you to look for me?"

Iriko: "I just wanted to remind you to hurry up and get your food. After all, the food in the cafeteria is tastier today."

Lan Qing: "Okay? Then I'll take you there."

"..."

Listening to the footsteps slowly moving away from the door.

Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground again, lying on the bed which was now only made of wooden boards.

Fortunately, fortunately, they are all gone...

But soon Zhu Yan became sad again.

Leaving doesn't mean not coming back...

I just hope Lan Qing won't be too angry when she comes back...

Zhu Yan was still praying when the fragile door of the dormitory suddenly opened with a bang.

The huge noise and movement blew all the cotton wool that was already floating around in the house into the air and made it float.

Zhu Yan looked towards the door. It was Lan Qing and the other bug who had just knocked on the door. They were still kicking the door.

Lan Qing was shocked at first that her once tidy dormitory had become such a mess.

Then, at the next glance, he recognized Zhu Yan, who was frightened and at a loss among the flying white cotton wool.

Lan Qing: "Little Hero?!"

Zhu Yan: “…”

Lan Qing hurriedly stepped forward and picked up Zhu Yan, who was still sitting on the ground: "Why are you here?!"

Zhu Yan: “…”

Zhu Yan snuggled obediently in Lan Qing's arms.

Then he lowered his head and said nothing.

Lan Qing controlled his mental power and cleared all the cotton fluff floating around and running on the ground out of the door and window.

Then he sat on the bed holding Zhu Yan.

Lan Qing: "Little Hero, are you okay?"

Zhu Yan: “…”

Zhu Yan pulled at Lan Qing's clothes, still saying nothing.

Lan Qing: “…”

Zhu Yan seemed a little guilty.

Lan Qing also realized later that the hardness of the bed under her butt was not right, so she looked back.

Ah... something is indeed wrong.

Lan Qing: "My dear little lord... do you know what's going on with my bed?"

Bamboo inkstone: (o ? o||)