Chapter 165 I always feel that the picture is not perfect enough

Author: Ding Peilan

Of course, it was impossible for Tu Youyou to say this.

At least, she won't hurt her child's heart with this kind of thing until he becomes an adult and becomes sensible.

The best way is to let the child grow up happily in ignorance, and then tell him the truth about his life experience one day when he can distinguish between truth and falsehood, good and evil.

This is the greatest tenderness Tu Youyou can give him.

Facing the child's expectant gaze, Tu Youyou followed him dotingly: "That's right, it doesn't matter whose child our Mimi is."

"Hahaha……"

The mother and son laughed as they talked.

…

A certain boundless starry sky in the starry sky battlefield, the command center of the Star Shuttle Corps.

General Xingsuo, who had just completed his combat deployment, couldn't wait to start the live broadcast.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the live broadcast started, I heard the child's immature voice singing a song.

The touching lyrics and the almost cruel truth made the man feel sad when he heard it.

But seeing the child behave happily in front of the anchor, I carefully recalled the feeling when the song came out of the child's mouth.

Well, the child doesn’t particularly understand the meaning of the lyrics.

It can be seen that the mother of the anchor is very good to her children and does not treat her children badly.

Seeing the intimate interaction between mother and son in the live broadcast room, the man always felt that something was missing.

Something is missing?

Xing Shuo's purple eyes sparkled with the light of exploration, but he couldn't remember what was missing from such a warm and intimate scene.

In short, I just feel that there are some shortcomings, the picture is not perfect enough.

What should be added to a truly perfect picture?

It's a pity that the young general really can't figure out what is missing.

As for the Sixth Young Master next to him, General Xingsuo didn't pay much attention to him.

Who is that?

Isn't it just a wounded person who has some identity and found the location of the host's planet, and specifically went to ask the host to treat his injuries? What does it have to do with him and them?

"Report to the general, the generals of each department have sent back the news that the battle arrangements have been made, please give the order."

The voice of the messenger came from the door of the command room. Star Shuttle turned off the terminal and stood up. The new interstellar armor quickly covered his body.

The silver-gray soft armor, the same color as the starry sky, was worn on the man's body, perfectly outlining his strong, muscular and smooth figure.

The messengers secretly swallowed their saliva and quickly looked away, waiting for the general's instructions.

With only two mysterious and vast eyes exposed, Star Shuttle didn't notice anything unusual about the messenger.

Raising his right hand slightly, a silver light energy sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The man waved his hand casually, and the silver sword light flashed.

Concise instructions came out: "Prepare for war."

"yes."

The ordering soldier immediately stood up straight and saluted, and at the same time used the internal terminal to convey the general's instructions.

Xingsong stepped forward with his long legs and led the messenger out of the command room. He raised his left hand slightly and the command room quickly transformed into a small aircraft.

Without saying a word, he stepped onto the variable aircraft, followed closely by the orderlies.

Soon, the place lost all traces of aircraft and humans, disappearing into the vast starry sky.

…

"Youyou, what do you mean, if I can often hear songs like the one you and Mimi just sang, my injury will gradually get better?"

After reading Tu Youyou's diagnosis record, Qin Heng looked up at the girl who was still playing and laughing with Mimi, her eyes flashing softly.

He looked at her hopefully: "Does this mean I can stop taking medicine?"

"No way."

Tu Youyou looked up, the smile on his face not yet fading, "The effect of listening to music is limited, and it can only be used as an auxiliary treatment."
Chapter completed!