Ji Qi held the plate in his hand, and his body line was tall to find a professional service student. On the plate is a small bowl filled with cold porridge, and next to it is a hamburger that he made himself, and the rich aroma of meat is mixed with the lightness of bread and the crispness of lettuce, which makes people whet their appetite.

He walked into the Lexington sisters' room, the sheets wrapped in Saratoga, and she was leaning sideways, her eyes glazed with a blur of water, as if she had just cried.

Sighing slightly, Ji Qi walked in barefoot, because the air conditioner in the room kept blowing cold wind, the wooden floor was cold, through the soles of his feet to the whole body, washing away the summer heat.

"What's wrong Saratoga, why don't you get up and finish eating?" Jiqi sat beside her, put the set meal on the bedside table, and rubbed the cute girl's little head.

"I'm sorry Commander, I'm not feeling well today." The girl squeezed out a reluctant smile and raised her eyes to look at the smiling commander, like a sun-dried bean seedling, slumped listlessly on the bed.

"Is it a cold?" Jiqi crossed the girl's messy forehead and felt the temperature of her forehead with his palm. "It's not hot, the temperature is normal." He compared his body temperature to his conclusion.

"It's not a cold, it's just uncomfortable." Saratoga muttered quietly, as soon as she saw the Commander, she remembered what he and his sister had done last night, and her heart felt like she had been brutally snatched away from a piece, and she didn't know how to fill it. In fact, she also knew that there was nothing wrong with this, it was clear that the commander liked her sister at the beginning, and his concern for her was only incidental, but she was still unconsciously immersed in the commander's tenderness, like a terrifying quagmire, unable to extricate herself. When she first exchanged her sister's diary with the commander, she hinted at Jiqi and said that she wanted her sisters to eat, and the subtext of that sentence was to ask him if he was a little moved by himself, but he replied stupidly no. Even if he threw him to the floor and made such an ambiguous movement, all he could respond to himself was to dodge.

Just as you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, you can never get someone who doesn't like you to be with you, and even if you twist it, it will end in tragedy.

But there is always a little unwillingness in my heart, burning in my heart like a fire, as if the rain in the world cannot be extinguished.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Ji Qi smiled, he pinched the girl's cheek, and asked jokingly, "Then do you want the commander to feed you breakfast?" That's a treat that even your sister doesn't have. ”

As if to add fuel to this bit of Mars, Saratoga's dim pupils lit up again, like a twinkling star. "Is what the Commander said true?" She asked excitedly, her voice a little shaky.

"Of course it's true, but it's time-limited, and if no one gets this treatment for a minute, it will have to be nullified." Ji Qi smiled slyly, he knew Saratoga's thoughts from Lexington's mouth, and he also knew the reason why she was uncomfortable, which is the same feeling as ordinary people who like goddesses when they see each other have a boyfriend, although she has never looked at you squarely, and she hasn't even said a few words, the relationship between you is only slightly better than that of strangers, even so, when you see her and other men talking to me and me, you will still feel a little inexplicably uncomfortable in your heart, I don't know why, but I just don't want to see that scene.

So the best solution is to give her a little more warmth and affection, so that her fantasies can continue to be maintained. Even if you know that this is just a flash in the pan, you will still unconsciously walk into this illusory trap. After all, he is now his sister-in-law, and he also has the responsibility and obligation to care for and care for the girl's fragile heart.

"So Saratoga, what is your decision? Time is running out, and if I don't make a decision, what I just said will be null and void. Jiqi has a smile on the corner of his mouth, like a salesman who is constantly urging, telling customers to make their own decisions quickly.

"Commander, you're a bully!" The girl pouted in protest, but she still couldn't ignore her inner thoughts, like a tangled kitten, getting out of the sheet and squeezing into the commander's warm and soft arms little by little. She leaned into the crook of the boy's arm and wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. She held her head high, her eyes filled with satisfaction, and the corners of her mouth curved like a crescent moon.

"So what is Saratoga going to eat first now? Is it porridge or burger? He hugged the gentle girl, picked up the plate next to him, and handed it to her to make a choice.

"Which one was done by the commander?" She bit her fingers, as if hesitating.

"I made the burger myself, and the porridge was specially made for you by your sister, and no one else did." Jiqi replied earnestly. He knew that although Lexington didn't say anything, he didn't care less for his sister, like a figure who paid silently, standing in front of her all the time, sheltering her from the wind and rain.

"Then I'll take a sip of porridge first." Saratoga whispered that she knew that no one was wrong in this matter, that it was not wrong for her sister to like the commander, and that it was not wrong for the commander to like her sister, and that the only thing that was wrong was that she liked the commander and he didn't like herself, and that was the reason. So although she lost her temper with Lexington, she didn't have a little resentment in her heart.

"Come, Saratoga." Jiqi picked up the spoon, scooped a mouthful of porridge and put it to his mouth to blow it gently, and carefully fed it into the girl's small mouth, like a mother taking care of a baby, doing everything carefully and gently.

"Commander, I want a burger." Saratoga chewed on something slurred in his mouth. She was now regained her former vigor, and she had become the somewhat mischievous little girl, commanding in the arms of the commander.

"Uh-huh, got it." Jiqi picked up the hot burger and squeezed it tightly, allowing her to open her mouth and take a small bite. The aroma of bacon, the crispness of coriander and the sticky porridge appeared in the girl's mouth, and she frowned and chewed, as if she didn't like the taste very much.

"What's wrong? Am I not making it delicious? ”

"No, it's just that I don't like lettuce, and it feels weird to eat something that isn't cooked in my mouth." Saratoga explained in a whisper, swallowing through the discomfort. She's essentially a little witch, she doesn't have her sister's eight-sided exquisiteness, nor her cuteness, some are just playful and cute, she will say what she doesn't like directly, and never look at other people's faces to speak, even if it is her heart-warming figure who holds her.

"Well, that's right." Jiqi nodded in understanding, he picked up the top bread cube, took out the lettuce above the bacon and meatloaf, and threw it into his mouth. Then put back the bread and let the burger return to its original shape. "That's fine." He munched on crispy lettuce, and there was an overflow of pampering in his eyes.

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"Why are you being so nice to me? Obviously, I'm just a bad girl who likes to mischievous, I like to be lazy on the battlefield, and I like to bully the commander on weekdays, so I don't deserve your kind of care at all. She hung her head, her voice suddenly muffled. Jiqi's uncomplaining dedication made her feel small and humble, and she thought that if it was her sister, she would definitely eat it with a smile on her face, because that was the commander's heart, and even if she didn't like it, she wouldn't say it as ignorant as herself, because it would hurt people's hearts.

"Who said you are not worthy, you are my ship's mother, as your commander, if you don't care about and love you, this is my dereliction of duty."

"But my sister does everything so well, she doesn't need me to work hard to do anything, and everyone doesn't pay much attention to me anyway. The Admirals only had Lexington in their eyes, and they didn't know Saratoga at all. The girl's tone was low. Sister Lexington is like an insurmountable mountain for her, shielding her from the wind and rain in front of her, as well as the dazzling light, and only the darkness can shine on her. She knows her shortcomings and shortcomings, and she also knows the huge gap between her and her sister Lexington. Every time I go to another town's guard house, the other party only has my sister in her eyes, and she is just a foil who looks more alike, which is dispensable.

"Not really." Jiqi hugged Saratoga's petite body hard, rubbed her head with his cheek, and whispered, "Don't be presumptuous, everyone has their own value, you think you're useless now just because you didn't find your value." Just like me, no one would have believed that a poor man like me would become an admiral when I was in the slums, and no one would believe that I was the first student to take the stage at the graduation ceremony. If you don't do something, how do you know you can't? So, promise me Saratoga, that you have to believe in yourself, just as I believe that you are better than Lexington, you have a different shining point, and sooner or later you will stand in front of her. When people mention Lexington, they also think that she also has a wonderful sister - Saratoga. ”

"So does the Commander believe me?" She lifted her head like a wretched creature longing for approval. "Do you believe I'll be that good?" Her tone was soft, like a thread that could break at any moment.

"I believe, always have." Jiqi nodded and responded forcefully.

"Can the Commander grant me a request?"

"What requirements?"

"If I get the MVP of the fleet, can I make a request to the commander?"

Jiqi was stunned, he looked at the girl's serious expression, and vaguely guessed what the request was in her mouth. After a few seconds of silence, he nodded in agreement. "Yes, I will grant whatever your request is." He said in a deep voice.

"Really?" Saratoga seemed to sense the change in the commander, grinning smirk, "Thank you, Commander, I like you the most." She buried herself in Jiqi's chest and whispered the words of her heart, even though she was the only one who heard them.