Wen Xiaoyun woke up after two hours of sleep.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met a pair of clear and beautiful eyes.

Zhuang Zhou seemed to be by the bed all the time, and when Wen Xiaoyun woke up, a bright smile appeared on his face: "Wen Xiaoyun, you are awake."

"Yeah." Wen Xiaoyun sat up.

Zhuang Zhou asked him: "It's almost noon. Did you sleep well this time?"

Wen Xiaoyun said, "I didn't sleep well."

Sixty-three pairs of socks were still playing in his mind.

Wen Xiaoyun had a headache.

I really didn't sleep well this time.

Zhuang Zhou was a little confused: "You haven't slept again, okay?"

He began to have a guilty conscience. Could it be that he had given Wen Xiaoyun a dream too many times, leaving sequelae?

Mainly because he hadn't noticed the details before.

When Wen Xiaoyun had dreams before, he was not fluent in interstellar language, so he was used to speaking Mandarin. Maybe Wen Xiaoyun would be under a little pressure to execute it.

Wen Xiaoyun rubbed his temples, without noticing Zhuang Zhou's guilty little eyes, and said casually: "Well, maybe I have a nightmare."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Zhou immediately widened his eyes and said loudly, "Impossible!"

Where do you have nightmares!

He is not a nightmare!

The God of Wealth sends money into a dream, this is a sweet dream!

Wen Xiaoyun looked back at him, with questions in his eyes.

Zhuang Zhou realized that he was a little louder just now, and dropped his head mournfully, retorting in a low voice, "It must be a beautiful dream."

Wen Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows: "Do you know what dream I have?"

Zhuang Zhou's heart trembled and he slowly said, "I don't know, how can I know what your dreams are, I am..."

He paused, and his tone was full of blessings: "I hope that you can have a good dream and sleep well every day."

Wen Xiaoyun rubbed his head and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."

Seeing that he didn't ask anything else, Zhuang Zhou asked tentatively: "Then you...what dream did you have last night? Do you remember?"

Wen Xiaoyun fastened the loose collar button and glanced at Zhuang Zhou.

The latter looked serious and seemed to be really curious.

He secretly said that he really thought too much.

There is no trace of dreams, which is an activity of the human brain's subconscious mind.

How could he think that Zhuang Zhou would know what dream he had.

As for why other people dreamed of Zhuang Zhou on the first day they met Zhuang Zhou, perhaps it was just because the child was so good-looking and beautiful.

Good-looking people are born with fatal attraction.

Wen Xiaoyun shook his head and said, "I can't remember clearly."

Zhuang Zhou quietly breathed a sigh of relief, which showed that Tuomeng had succeeded.

Dreamers can vaguely remember what they should do, but they don’t remember why they are doing it, so they want to do it in secret.

This is the spiritual hint of Tuomeng nowadays.

Wen Xiaoyun said, "Take you to the cafeteria for dinner."

Zhuang Zhou shook his head: "No, I don't need to...not hungry."

I wanted to say that I didn't need to eat, but when the words came to my lips, I quickly changed my words.

Wen Xiaoyun frowned, "You haven't eaten anything since you got on the battleship yesterday afternoon."

Zhuang Zhou: "..."

Wen Xiaoyun was sad because he was homeless when he was a teenager. He comforted him softly, "No matter what is sad and sad, I can't stop eating."

He took Zhuang Zhou's hand without holding his beak.

His palm is very large, with a thin cocoon, which is completely different from Zhuang Zhou's soft, white palm.

Zhuang Zhou blushed a little, and said quickly: "Wa, wait a minute."

He also reflected that he couldn't be too special.

Especially this kind of situation where you won't be hungry without eating all day and night, cannot happen.

All human beings have to eat.

Zhuang Zhou could only go back to the head of the bed and pick up his idol.

Wen Xiaoyun glanced at the **** statue.

Zhuang Zhou drooped his head, embarrassed to look at him.

Wen Xiaoyun said no more, and took the young man to the cafeteria.

It was noon, and there were a lot of people in the cafeteria.

When conditions do not allow, most people will choose to drink nutrients, one can maintain a day's energy.

But the nutritional supplements are really bad, and when there is no mission or war, everyone still hopes to eat something else to be full.

Zhuang Zhou followed Wen Xiaoyun into the canteen and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

All the soldiers of the Third Army reflexively stood up when they saw Wen Xiaoyun, and saluted: "Admiral!"

Wen Xiao nodded, his voice faint: "There are not so many rules, just sit down."

"Yes, Admiral!"

Everyone sat down neatly and continued to eat. The canteen that was noisy just now was so quiet that needles fell.

Zhuang Zhou blinked, a little admiration in his eyes.

At first, he heard people call Wen Xiaoyun boss, and thought he was some boss...

It turned out to be a very powerful general.

The worship in his eyes was so obvious that Wen Xiaoyun couldn't even ignore it.

He asked nonchalantly: "Why look at me like this?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "You are so amazing."

Wen Xiaoyun hooked his lips and asked him, "What do you want to eat?"

Zhuang Zhou looked at a variety of foods, which were very different from the foods on the earth, and they were not very attractive...

Zhuang Zhou hesitated: "I don't know what is delicious, can you recommend it?"

Wen Xiaoyun took two kinds of food to him: "They said these two dishes seem to be good."

Zhuang Zhou said: "Then I will only be these two."

There was no one beside the two of them choosing a good dish, and then they chose the farthest position to sit down, as if they hadn't noticed the soldiers around them at all.

The cafeteria was extremely quiet, and all the soldiers of the Third Army slowed down their eating and raised their ears.

They had long heard that the Admiral brought a particularly poor and well-behaved child back yesterday, and the Admiral was very kind to him.

Unexpectedly, they were lucky enough to see it with their own eyes today.

They came holding hands!

The admiral also served him personally!

Admiral has never been so good to people!

Are they about to have an admiral's wife?

Seeing that they had already sat down, everyone was even more excited.

One by one, they tried their best to sneak a glance.

Even shouting in my heart!

Pick food and food!

Take a bite! Take a bite!

Ok?

and many more.

Why did the madam take out...candles? incense burner?

Everyone looked a little sluggish.

After Zhuang Zhou set up the incense burner and candles, he put up the statue of the **** he was holding in his hand.

He glanced at Wen Xiaoyun, coughed slightly, and said embarrassedly: "...Well, you know, before I eat, I have to worship."

Wen Xiaoyun's face was calm, and his tone was soothing: "Well, I understand, it's okay."

Zhuang Zhou moved carefully, and asked Wen Xiaoyun tentatively: "Yes, or else, you also pay respect..."

For this kind of offering, as long as someone worships, he can eat food, not necessarily his own.

After all, it's awkward to worship yourself.

Zhuang Zhou looked at him expectantly, hoping to trick Wen Xiaoyun into offering himself.

Wen Xiaoyun lit the candle for Zhuang Zhou and rubbed his head: "Hey, this is your father, I'm not suitable for worship."

Zhuang Zhou: "..."

Zhuang Zhou: "...oh."

A lunch starts in a weird confession.

At the end of lunch, everyone on the Flying Dragon Battleship knew it.

Before the admiral’s wife eats, she must first worship her parents, her filial piety is moving!

Zhuang Zhou returned to the room with the idol in his arms with a look of lovelessness, and never went to the cafeteria to eat again...

As soon as Zhuang Zhou returned to the room, Wen Xiaoyun was about to leave.

When he turned to close the door, his eyes suddenly fell on the idol.

There was a strange feeling in my heart inexplicably.

Wen Xiaoyun had deep thoughts in his eyes, and then made a decision that even he himself felt a little inexplicable.

Check the bed!

During a surprise dormitory inspection, all soldiers of the Third Army were raided by the inspection team before they even had time to clean up their dorms.

Half an hour later, a pile of dirty clothes, dirty socks, and even a dozen dolls were found.

It happened that Zhang Feng's elite team came back from inspection.

When Zhou Hongyi saw the socks in a place, he was completely dumbfounded.

Zhou Hongyi didn't know, but Wen Xiaoyun was more shocked than him.

He never expected that he just went to bed with the idea of ​​trying it out, and he actually found a bunch of dirty and smelly socks.

Isn't this his dream?

But Wen Xiaoyun's voice was still calm: "It's all yours?"

Zhou Hongyi is like an eggplant beaten by Shuang: "Back to Admiral, it's... it's mine..."

Wen Xiaoyun said: "There is an automatic laundry room on the battleship. You can wear it directly after washing. Why not take it to wash it?"

Zhou Hongyi: "..."

Wen Xiaoyun: "I heard that you want to wait for the holiday before washing?"

Zhou Hongyi: "No, no, no!"

Wen Xiaoyun: "Oh."

Zhou Hongyi confided, not dare to deceive any more: "Just, wanting to take a holiday is just an excuse..."

In the final analysis, it's because I don't want to wash.

But why does the admiral know that he wants to take a holiday!

"You don't need to inspect in the afternoon." Wen Xiaoyun checked the time, got up, and said lightly: "The performance of the training room, I want to see you surpass Zhang Feng and become the number one."

Zhou Hongyi's legs suddenly became weak.

If he beats the captain and becomes the first, then he is the captain, not Zhang Feng is the captain!

Who betrayed him on earth!

The author has something to say: PS—

Zhuang Zhou is innocent and pitiful: "It's not me!"

Really, he has tried his best, so hard!

Thanks to the little angel who threw landmines: 1 lulu, Jun Xihe;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Maple Mess; 5 bottles by the pool; 4 bottles of Ye Ye Ye Ye; 3 bottles of Raj Morara; 1 bottle of Cara, Song Song, and I Love Curry;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!