"I happen to be hungry too, I'll let Chu Yanli do what you want to eat," Sang Shang reached out and rubbed Ran Xin's gray hair, and his tone softened, and he couldn't bear to be angry with Ran Xin anymore.

Ran Xin saw that Sang Shang's face warmed up, and his mood became relaxed, "I want to eat noodles, soft and soft, and it's better to pair them with a little fried mixed vegetables,"

"Okay, let Chu Yanli prepare," Sang Shang said with a smile.

When eating noodles, Sang Shang couldn't help but speak again, "Ran Xin, you should practice your physical fitness in moderation, I used to practice you like this because your body was healthy at that time, and now your body has just recovered, Qiu Sijie also told me, you can only do a slight exercise for half a year, and you can only recover your previous exercise when your hair has changed back to its original color,"

Ran Xin nodded dejectedly, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't mess around again in the future,"

Sang Shang rubbed Ran Xin's hair heavily, "After eating, go up and wash up, sleep well, tomorrow the doctor will come to give you the operation to remove the scar,"

"Okay," Ran Xin thought of a question, "Well, what will the doctor do with my plastic surgery?" Wouldn't it be ugly? ”

Sang Shang raised his head and glanced at Ran Xin's face, and said, "It's not going to be very bad, with your current appearance, it should still look better after plastic surgery,"

"What do you mean or will it be pretty?" Ran Xin pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Anyway, you're mine, it's not good-looking, as long as I'm satisfied," Sang Shang lowered his head and ate the noodles, and said lightly, "I'll keep an eye on the whole thing tomorrow, you can rest assured,"

"Oh, okay," Ran Xin lowered his head and continued to eat noodles, but he was muttering in his heart, why can't he decide his own appearance, but Sang Shang has to decide, what if his aesthetics are different from his own? What if Sang Shang deliberately made himself ugly in order to keep him by his side?

Just as Ran Xin was thinking about how to convince Sang Shang to make him look better, Sang Shang's cold voice suddenly sounded, "What do you want to look like?" If you have any ideas, you can say them, but they can't be too prominent, and it will easily cause unnecessary trouble."

"I understand what you mean, just do what you mean," Ran Xin heard Sang Shang's last words, and realized that Sang Shang actually didn't want to let himself attract the attention of Zhuo Lin and others, so he didn't want to make himself look good.

Sang Shang nodded.

In today's era, cosmetic surgery is already a very small operation, and Ran Xin was basically cured after lying in the medical box for an afternoon after receiving the operation, and he was already able to get up and wash himself at night.

After taking a shower, Ran Xin stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, staring at his new appearance for a long time, always feeling like he was looking at a stranger. Ran Xin told himself that he must get used to it, this is himself in the future, and he will be a new Ran Xin in the future.

Adjusting his mood, Ran Xin, who walked out of the bathroom, found Sang Shang sitting on the edge of his bed in home clothes, frowning and watching the news.

"Isn't something terrible happening again?" Ran Xin kicked off his slippers and climbed to Sang Shang's side from the other side of the bed, wanting to watch the news with Sang Shang.

The corners of Sang Shang's mouth hooked up a sly smile, and he said in a deep voice, "It's not a big deal, it's just that someone with a heart wants to pop a soap bubble,"

"What do you mean?" Ran Xin stared at Sang Shang with some confusion.

Sang Shang turned off the virtual screen, looked sideways at Ran Xin, and saw that she was holding the bed with her hands on her hands, kneeling in front of her, really like a little cat lying obediently beside her owner, waiting for the owner to brush its hair.

Sang Shang couldn't help but show a gentle smile, but this smile was fleeting, and after a while, Sang Shang's expression became solemn again.

Ran Xin faintly felt that Sang Shang seemed to have something on his mind, and there was a trace of scrutiny and nervousness in his eyes staring at him.

"Sangshang, what's wrong with you?" Ran Xin frowned slightly.

"Ran Xin, do you remember that I told you that I have a secret that I didn't tell you, remember?" Sang Shang was very hesitant in his heart, not knowing whether he should tell Ran Xin this secret of his own.

Sang Shang thought of the news just now, he felt that if he didn't say it now, if Ran Xin saw the news, maybe she would misunderstand something, and then she would be cranky again.

"I remember, what's wrong?" Ran Xin didn't understand how Sang Shang, who had always acted decisively, became slimy, and hesitated.

"Ran Xin, I want to tell you this secret today, I hope you can accept it," Sang Shang felt his heart beat a little urgently.

Ran Xin nodded very seriously, "You say, I will definitely be able to accept it,"

"Ran Xin," Sang Shang's dark eyes stared at Ran Xin without blinking, not wanting to miss any expression on her face, "My real name is actually not Sang Shang, my real name is Ou Xu, I am not the marshal of the human garrison, I am the commander of a planetary exile army,"

Ran Xin listened to Sang Shang's words, and felt that his brain was a little insufficient, "Wait a minute, you said that your name is not Sang Shang, I can understand, you said that you are not the marshal of the human garrison, but the commander of the exile army, I can't turn around, could it be that you are pretending to be the one named Sang Shang to be the marshal?" And what about the real Sangshan? ”

"You guessed it, I deliberately pretended to be that Sang Shang to be the marshal, the real Sang Shang has been imprisoned by me in one place," Sang Shang saw that Ran Xin's face was full of doubts rather than surprise, and his pounding heart calmed down.

"Why? Do you want your exile army to become a regular army? Ran Xin looked at Sang Shang curiously.

Sang Shang nodded, "Aren't you surprised at all?" You're not surprised at all, aren't you surprised that I'm not the real Sangshan? ”

"Surprised, but I think it's quite reasonable," Ran Xin stared at Sang Shang with a smile, "If you were the real marshal of the human garrison, you wouldn't have been able to keep me by your side, maybe you would have killed me directly,"

Ran Xin smiled and pointed at the tip of Sang Shang's nose, "I felt strange when I was first brought into the villa by you, how could you, a marshal of a dignified human garrison, take in a person of unknown origin like me?" It turns out that you're not a real marshal at all, that's why you're telling me that you don't care who I am, right? ”

"Well, it seems that you haven't used your brains, right?" Sang Shang showed a relaxed smile on his face, and raised his hand to hold Ran Xin's hand pointing at his nose.

"Well, I'm not as stupid as you think, but," Ran Xin smiled at Sang Shang, "why do you remember to tell me this now?" Do you have any thoughts about me? ”

Sang Shang raised his other hand and flicked Ran Xin's head, "What is in your little head?" ”