Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 603: Chapter 622: General No-Staying-Up-Late

They were still feeling a bit full even after walking for a while. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Before they knew it, it was already the wee hours of the morning.

At this hour, even the stars had begun to dim, but the two of them were too stuffed to fall asleep.

"We’re not eating this late again," Jiang Qiuqiu said, sitting on the swing and gently kicking her legs. "Now I’ve dragged you into staying up late with me." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

She said, "After all, for the ’Don’t-Stay-Up-Late Admiral’, this isn’t exactly a good habit."

"...The ’Don’t-Stay-Up-Late Admiral’?" he repeated the somewhat tongue-twisting nickname, finding it very strange. "Why do you call me that?"

Jiang Qiuqiu’s lips curved, her eyes filled with a teasing smile. She gazed at the man beside her; he was so tall that being squeezed into the little swing made him look inexplicably pitiful.

"Because back when we used to chat, the thing you said most often was to get some rest."

"It was always ’don’t stay up late’ and ’go to bed early’."

Mo Si: ...

He felt a little sheepish.

Back then, he really couldn’t think of anything else to say. But he clearly didn’t want to dwell on that past embarrassment now, so he stubbornly retorted, "You’re still young and can still grow taller. You should go to bed early."

"Whoa." Jiang Qiuqiu gave a kick, sending the swing higher. "Is Mo Si calling me short now?"

"You know that’s not what I meant." With such a vivacious girlfriend, he, a man of few words, often found himself falling back on that single phrase.

’Because my heart is so easy for you to read. My affection, my passion—it’s all so obvious. You can see it. So you know.’

’You know that’s not what I meant.’

He looked over at her again, using those beautiful, clear eyes of his to gaze at her quietly. ’Is this his subtle way of being charming?’ Jiang Qiuqiu grumbled inwardly, but she couldn’t resist, slipping her hand into Mo Si’s pocket.

"Speaking of which, I’ve actually gotten taller recently!"

"Hm?"

"It’s amazing! Maybe it’s because I’m still young, and I’ve been exercising so much lately." The last time Jiang Qiuqiu had measured her height, she’d discovered she’d grown almost a centimeter!

’In other words, she had a real shot at reaching 1.7 meters before interstellar people stop growing! That way, even standing in front of Mo Si, she wouldn’t be considered a shorty anymore!’

Mo Si stroked her hair. "It’s fine whether you grow taller or not." Clearly stung by her earlier "Are you calling me short?" jab, he changed the subject. "Is the military training exhausting?"

’Of course it’s tiring. If freshmen aren’t tired, can you even call it military training?’

’But it was what it was. Once something’s over, it never seems so bad in retrospect.’

Besides, after all the grueling training, she could really feel herself getting stronger, and Jiang Qiuqiu loved that feeling.

"Not at all," Jiang Qiuqiu said with a grin. "Just as I imagined, the Mecha Single Soldier System is a fascinating discipline."

"Piloting Mechas, sparring in them, practicing our spiritual power as a group, doing weighted runs... it all feels pretty good."

Mo Si realized that Jiang Qiuqiu was starting to shine in more ways than just her cooking.

Like right now, for instance.

The appeal of her ambition, that blend of resilience and gentleness—it all gave her an irresistible charm.

Mo Si: "Qiuqiu, you’re practically glowing right now." He couldn’t help but praise her.

"Oh, really?" Jiang Qiuqiu was surprised. ’So Little Panda knows how to say such dreamy sweet nothings now?’ "Has the Admiral started wearing his ’boyfriend filter’?"

"No," he said. "It’s not a ’boyfriend filter’."

"You’ve always been like this."

Warm and bright.