mech warriors have no love

César seemed to be unable to understand those three words, and looked at Fuqiu with a blank expression.

Micah: "Rest period..."

César quickly covered his face with the quilt.

Maoqiu was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was funny and heartbroken, and pulled the quilt hard with hands and feet: "Don't pretend to be dead, you can't escape! It happens once or twice a year after you grow up, you have to get used to it first, before you find a partner, Need to learn how to deal with estrus..."

César emptied his mind and let Micah tear the quilt away, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes that were a little bit aggrieved.

The furball patted his head kindly: "Hey, you won't be afraid if you listen to me." Its tone suddenly changed, and it was extremely serious, "First of all, stay away from Lancelot."

César: "..."

Fuqiu: "After entering the estrus period, most of the orcs will change their original shape... You shouldn't be able to change, but your body will still change. Don't let Lancelot find out."

César was silent for a moment, and his voice was difficult: "What will happen during the estrus period?"

Mao Qiu opened his mouth, originally wanted to talk about popular science, but seeing César's complexion was not very good, he closed his mouth silently, found a rare edition in the resource library, and projected it on the wall: "You'll know it when you look at it."

Three minutes later, Cesare turned off the projector with a blushing face.

Fuqiu: "This is okay, they are all in human form, but..."

César's face became even more terrifying: "...is that really going to happen?"

Furball nodded heavily.

César's expression was in a daze for a while, his body trembled undetectably, and he nodded knowingly: "Understood, I will stay away from Lancelot."

In less than half a year, the base experienced two attacks by orcs, although one failed before it started, and the other failed after it started.

But from the side, it still shows that there are indeed problems in the defense of the base in all aspects, especially when the orcs have mastered the space technology - Lancelot urged the council to ask the Academy of Sciences to provide equipment for detecting space fluctuations, while strengthening and improving the base Deployment, and then go to interrogate the captives and traitors, many things need to be done by him personally, and he is too busy to disappear when he comes back, so there is no need for César to stay away deliberately.

Molly gave Rego a lesson for bringing Cesare into the mecha without authorization, but she didn't attack Cesare—because David, with his big mouth, witnessed Lancelot taking Caesar on the rooftop. After the scene where I was in my arms, I tossed and turned for a few days, but I couldn't hold back any longer. I had a secret meeting and told the guards.

After listening to David's old stories and the scene on the rooftop, everyone not only did not feel any sympathy for their immediate boss, but felt sorry for César's innocent child being entangled by an old hooligan. They were all shocked and denounced Lancelot for his shamelessness .

When he went to the training room the next day, César noticed that everyone's eyes became strange.

And everyone looked at him cautiously, and when he turned his head, he quickly walked away. If Lancelot hadn't moved, César even wondered if he had been exposed.

After holding back for a while, César couldn't help poking Rego: "What's wrong with everyone today?"

Lei Ge was not good at words, looked at César for a moment, and patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work."

César: "..."

What happened to those eyes that mixed with pity, distress and...excitement?

The bewildered César was overwhelmed by sympathetic gazes, and in the end could only choose to ignore them. Under their enthusiastic gazes, he picked up a gun and entered the shooting room, blocking the peeping sight.

In the eyes of everyone, this has become a grievance for a poor little man who can't find anyone to tell, and because Lancelot is the marshal of the alliance, he has to swallow his humiliation.

The pitiful young master since he was a child, was favored by the overlord of the military department, and was forced to take him to a place like Ruth, where he was misunderstood by everyone because of his natural illness, and he was constantly harassed by old hooligans... It's so pathetic.

Little Glasses muttered softly: "No wonder the marshal likes to look at that down-and-out duke...it turns out he's in love with his young master."

"But we can't stop the Marshal." Joe next to him said with a heavy face, "We are too useless to help Cesar."

David was eating melon seeds, listening to everyone's criticism of Lancelot. It was very enjoyable. After a long time, he realized that it was not good to discredit him, so he reluctantly said something for Lancelot. Good words that are not good words: "Hey, you should also understand the marshal, first love, it has been more than ten years and I still miss it, besides, little César may not like it, if he is not happy, he will go to Lance Lotte is useless."

Molly struggled: "But César is still underage, how can the Marshal do it?"

David followed the goddess all the way, and changed the direction of the wind in an instant: "Yeah, this beast! Pooh!"

Rego: "..."

Everyone was gossiping secretly, not noticing when Lancelot entered the training room, and when they heard David's loud bah, they wondered, "What's the matter with you? What's new in the alliance with such a passionate crowd?" Gossip? Who is the beast?"

Seeing everyone's eyes cast over, Lancelot was very unconscious. He looked around and raised his eyebrows: "Where is the beast?"

The crowd continued to stare at him silently.

Lancelot didn't realize it, and without changing his expression, he glanced around: "Where's César?"

It just so happened that César came out of the shooting room and saw Lancelot. Thinking of Micah's advice, he immediately looked away, pretending he didn't see him, and wanted to hide in another place.

Unexpectedly, Lancelot wanted to lean in front of him, stepped forward a few steps, and cut off his way, with a smile in his eyes, his voice lowered a bit, and there was a bit of gentleness in his magnetic voice: "Does your butt still hurt? You brought this."

The Alliance Marshal conjured up a cushion in the shape of a bunny, and handed it to César: "It's specially made in a hurry, isn't it cute? Do you like it? Don't train for too long today, just use the cushion when you sit down." This one will be more comfortable."

César: "...it doesn't hurt, don't."

In fact, Lancelot's slaps didn't have any effect at all, and Cesare might not be afraid of pain—the point is that Lancelot couldn't really slap Cesar.

That feeling is not so much pain as it is the sense of shame and another weird feeling when being restrained and spanking, which made César almost flushed, trembling with anger, and almost forced tears out of his grievance .

No matter how soft Lancelot's voice was, he couldn't stand the crowd of gossipers with keen five senses around him. They listened to what he was muttering, and when his words came out, everyone was stunned.

We are all adults, of course we can misinterpret the meaning of these words.

Ass hurts?

Everyone's faces were heavy.

So this old rascal, has the poor... eaten up?

Immediately, several people including David looked at Lancelot as if they were looking at a beast.

Lancelot just came over to give a cushion, put on his animal hat inexplicably, glanced at them wonderingly, and told David and Rego to leave without thinking about it.

César held the cushion and turned around, and was startled by the eyes of the people behind.

Compared to the vague sympathy just now... the eyes of these people looking at him are almost pity.

What happened during this turn?

César stood in a daze for a moment, chose to stay away from the sight of these strange people, and hid in the game cabin.

The experience of this day was a bit weird and confusing—mainly because the two parties involved in the gossip center were confused.

After the training, Molly and the others looked at each other, decided not to leave César alone, and warmly invited him to have dinner together.

César, who is alone, will definitely be bullied by Lancelot, and they can't do more.

After a busy week, Lancelot won a short-term victory in the tug-of-war with the parliament. He was finally able to catch his breath and happily came to pick up Cesare for dinner. However, when he went empty-handed, he found that César had been with someone Ran.

Facing the empty training room, the Union Marshal who was silent turned around. On the way to find Cesare, he said to Lucy: "This group of brats really accept Cesare and are willing to treat him as a friend. It's good." .”

Lucy: "So you promised Master César to let him teach several adults, is it also for the purpose of making Sir César make friends?"

Lancelot: "I'm not that far-sighted. Who knows that they need to be beaten. The more they fight, the better the relationship."

Lucy:"……"

The base belonged to Lancelot, and he found out where César was without much effort. When he learned that this group of idiots actually stole the meat from the kitchen and went to barbecue in the grove of the base, Lancelot gave way. Xi sent a scheduled email at 11:30 tonight to several guards, asking them to submit a [-]-word self-criticism before tomorrow, reflecting on the possible adverse effects of stealing the kitchen and grilling meat in the grove.

Then he also secretly stole something in the kitchen and followed along to join in the fun.

The marshal who fell from the sky was obviously not very popular. César sat on the little rabbit cushion, raised his eyelids and glanced at Lancelot. Seeing that he was coming to him, he decisively changed his position.

Lancelot was not disturbed, and walked towards César's side with a calm expression. Seeing that he wanted to move away again, he was very puzzled, and said in a low voice: "If you move again, I will hug you in front of them."

César threatened indifferently: "You dare."

"Do you think I dare?"

César: "..." He still stopped moving in a very sensible manner.

The others were busy brushing the sauce on skewers, but they were secretly watching the two, communicating with each other smoothly with their eyes.

——Hey, hey, the old rascal has passed.

- César wanted to run, but he didn't, oh, poor little one.

——Why do you feel excited?

——Actually, the marshal is quite pitiful, isn’t he? No one wants him for decades, and it’s hard to find someone who looks right to him.

——You are saying that criminals are pitiful, little César is even more pitiful, looking at him, he dare not look up, what did the marshal say to him?

——Oh, little César's ears are turning red...

A pleasant dinner was quickly completed in the hands of the hard-working gossip people. During the period, everyone kept observing the interaction between Lancelot and Cesare, and discussed with eye contact. Lingering" epic masterpiece.

Until Lancelot got tired of looking at them, and gave them a cold look: Are you done?free?Floating in the sky for two months?

Several people suddenly stopped communicating, quiet as a dog.

After dinner, David came forward to talk to Lancelot, and deliberately delayed for a few minutes. Lancelot looked back, and César was gone.

He was not in a hurry, and glanced at the group of people, with a faint smile: "Why do I feel that you are all a little weird today? David, what did you arrange for me? It is worse than when you were young and dared not pee your pants in preschool class." The teacher said, in order not to be discovered by your grandfather, he jumped into the lotus pond and almost drowned Jingjing?"

David was too stiff to meet Molly's gaze: "..."

Lancelot you fucking!