Lying down in the Zerg and being fed by the breeder

Chapter 286 Interrupting the Prelude

Zhu Yan was obviously asking questions with the answer in mind, after all, Xiao Wang had shown him the complete video footage before.

Plus, Lan Qing himself is not very good at lying.

So I felt something was wrong.

But Lan Qing thought about it and came up with a reason.

Lan Qing: "My dear little hero, this one is actually quite different. Theirs are ugly... the one I drew for you looks really good."

What a good reason to confess directly.

Zhu Yan: “…”

Oh, I believe you.

If you had any talent worth seeing, you would have shown it long ago.

Keeping it hidden only means that the painting is very ugly.

(And the picture is really ugly.)

(?o?o)

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Lan Qing lay on the bed, crying in her heart.

The young master is too vindictive.

He remembers so clearly the time when his face was painted when he was a child.

He clearly remembered that every time he started painting, the little hero was sleeping soundly?

So the little hero had already noticed it at that time...

And then I endured humiliation for so many years, just to find the right moment, and then punish myself like this...

(Maomao hadn't forgotten, she just didn't intend to pursue it. But Lan Qing dragged it into her memories.)

(Isn’t this just hitting the muzzle of a gun?)

At this time, Jing Jian leaned against the door of the lounge, looked at the scene in front of him, and asked calmly: "What's wrong with you?"

Lan Qing said weakly: "I was caught doing something bad."

Jing Jian nodded: "Then?"

Still asking! You must be doing this on purpose!

Can't you see?

Lan Qing replied angrily: "What else can I do? The spiritual power seed in me was activated by the little hero!"

That's why it's like this now...

Jing Jian nodded in sudden realization.

Then he turned and left without any regrets.

Lan Qing was confused and quickly asked, "Wrong?"

Just leaving like that? So heartless?

Jing Jian waved his hand, his pace not slowing down: "Then I won't disturb you from enjoying yourself."

Lan Qing: "Who enjoyed it? Come back! No! Go to the little hero first and speak a good word for me..."

The door was closed and Jing Jian walked away.

Lan Qing: ...

Not reliable at all! Breaking off the friendship!

The seeds in my body haven't been activated for a long time.

Now that it's suddenly activated, Lan Qing really can't adapt.

I simply can't bear this kind of enjoyment.

┌(┌ ???)┐

By the way, where did the little hero go?

He really knew he was wrong...

Woo woo woo.

It's still a long way to dinner time.

Let's do it a little earlier... After all, it's all old history, and he hasn't painted the little hero's face for a long time.

……

After dinner time.

Zhu Yan closes the seed on time.

I went to find Lan Qing with dinner in my hand.

At this time, Lan Qing was lying paralyzed on the bed, motionless, like a doll without a soul.

(／_＼)

Zhuyan: ...

It's only been a short time, is the reaction so terrifying?

Have you been able to endure longer times than this before?

But after all, Lan Qing had become like this, Zhu Yan had no choice but to coax the aggrieved 'Lan Qing baby' while feeding 'Lan Qing baby' mouthful by mouthful with a spoon.

(It is obvious that Lan Qing was 'broken'.)

??·??·??*?? ??

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In the evening, the kids still didn't chat with Zhu Yan. They ate some snacks in a hurry and fell asleep early.

After all, the official competition will start tomorrow, so they need to conserve their energy and get a good ranking!

Look at the babies who are sleeping soundly.

Zhu Yan stood up and covered them with blankets.

He walked around several dormitories in Area 07, making sure that every child was covered with a blanket before closing the door and leaving.

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the next morning.

Zhu Yan also got up early following the whistle.

Then he washed up while yawning.

I’m so sleepy…

Oh my god, I really don’t want to remember it.

But today the kids are going to compete.

As a prosecutor, he had to be there, at least to cheer for the kids before the start and watch them enter the venue.

……

After breakfast, the kids took a break in the playground outside, chatting or discussing tactics together.

"Boss, I can't help but get excited when I think about it starting soon."

Lanzhi took a branch and wrote on the ground: "Hold it in, don't be so excited."

This is not excitement, this is a bad mentality.

Maybe it will affect your performance.

Lanzhi: "Don't be eliminated just after entering the arena."

The younger brother was a little amused and helpless, retorting: "Boss, please think about me."

How can you curse your teammates like that?

Lanzhi: "You need to stay calm."

Younger brother: …

Come on, if a real fight breaks out, you’ll be more f*cking crazy than anyone else.

Bored as he was, he began scanning the venue again. "Hey, the inspectors are arriving one after another. By the way, Boss, do you know which inspector is the most popular among the students?"

Lanzhi: “I don’t know.”

The answer was very clear and concise.

Why would you care about this when you have nothing to do?

The younger brother continued, "He was the prosecutor in District 07. Apparently, he was already on duty there at the time, but happened to catch up with this batch of students during their internship, so he also took on the role of inspector."

Lanzhi did not respond.

Clearly not interested in the topic.

The younger brother leaned close to Lanzhi's ear and said, "And I heard that this prosecutor is very handsome. There are even many female insects in District 07 who like him."

Lanzhi reacted this time.

But it was a sneer of disdain.

Humph! Beautiful?

More beautiful than Yu Ruocui’s father?

Or will she be more handsome than her own father?

What's the point of comparing appearance among military insects?

Orchid branch: (￣_,￣)

(This is a piece of grass in the mouth, not a mole on the side of the mouth.)

The younger brother's voice came again: "Boss, look, the prosecutor of District 07, isn't she beautiful?"

Lanzhi, who was unable to calm down because of the noise made by her younger brother, raised her head helplessly.

I looked in the direction my younger brother pointed.

This time, Lanzhi finally saw the prosecutor's face clearly, and then Lanzhi was confused.

Male father? !

Why is Xiong's father here?

After a brief moment of confusion, Lanzhi smiled and immediately stood up: "xi (xiong)... um!"

Lanzhi was interrupted when she was about to say something.

"Oh!"

A strong wind came, and Lanzhi's head was directly pressed down, and then the whole insect fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Not only did the voice not come out.

He even had a mouthful of mud on him.

Lan Qing rubbed Lanzhi's head vigorously, his tone full of happiness and a hint of gloating.

Lan Qing: "Oh, my baby!"

Lan Qing: "It's been such a long time since we last met. Does my cub miss me, your father?"

(PS: This is a brainless thing.)

(PS: Did he just want to call me "hero" in public?)

The younger brother beside him was stunned.

Who is this? Oh, Lieutenant General Lan Qing?

That's fine, he's the eldest sire...

But is this the popular way of greeting between father and son now?! He hadn't heard of it.

(￣口￣)!!

He was suddenly attacked and looked so miserable.

Lanzhi was so angry that she had no place to vent, so she could only lie on the ground and spit out the mud in her mouth.

Lan Qing: "Have you figured it out yet?"

(PS: Do you know what to call it?)

Lanzhi nodded with difficulty.

He was indeed too excited just now and didn't react.

Xiong's father was wearing a military uniform. If nothing unexpected happened, he must have concealed his identity as a male insect before entering.

If he had just called out "Heroic Father".

That would be a mistake.

Seeing that Lanzhi seemed to have figured out the whole story, Lan Qing slowly released the hand that was holding Lanzhi's head.

Lan Qing: "Get up! How can you be lying on the ground chewing grass like this without any image? Don't embarrass me."

Younger brother: …

Lanzhi:......

(?_? )

crooked?!

The reason why the boss/I have become what I am now.

Wasn’t it you, the female father, who just beat him with your own hands?

(`O′)