mech warriors have no love

The bastard Lancelot was still laughing: "I borrowed a pole to fish you up, and when you got back, you were beaten up by your grandpa fat, crying with snot and tears all over your face, I spent twenty star coins ,I bought a heap of candy to coax you here, otherwise you will die in tears..."

David collapsed on the verge of dying with Lancelot.

The others were all amazed at the glorious deeds of the captain when he was a child, and listened with great interest while holding their faces.

David didn't dare to look back at Molly's expression, and stared at Lancelot, who was smiling cheaply, feeling numb.

Lancelot, you better watch your fucking night walks.

After selling David's childhood embarrassment to his subordinates by the catty, Lancelot finally got rid of the condemning "you are a beast" eyes from everyone.

The Alliance Marshal, who is familiar with military books, managed to divert the trouble to the east. When several people besieged David with the eyes of discovering a new species, he slipped away silently, ready to look for César through the window.

César's dormitory was arranged in a single room on the [-]th floor. Every time the Marshal opened the window, he was moved by his actions.

Regardless of the danger, who else could climb such a high place to meet his lover?

Feeling that he is capable of doing great things, the Marshal of the Alliance once again did the tricks of the gentleman on the beam after a long time, finally climbed to the floor of Cesar, leaned over with ease, pushed...but didn't push away.

"..."

There was an awkward silence.

Lancelot didn't believe in evil, and tried to push the window again...but he couldn't push it.

Standing on his shoulder, Lucy let out a "heh" that was like a sneer or a mockery.

At an altitude of nearly [-] meters, the temperature of Star Ruth has dropped sharply in late autumn. Autumn is short on this planet, and winter is severe and long, and blizzards will soon fall.

A gust of cool wind came, and the Union Marshal who commanded the three armies hung alone in front of his sweetheart's window, and began to doubt his life: "Lucy, I thought Little Cesare was joking."

As a result, the window was sealed when it was said to be closed.

Both the windows and doors in the base are made of special materials. The sound insulation effect of the windows is first-class, and the inside cannot be seen from the outside. It is not easy to break open.

Lucy didn't want to talk to him, but silently wrote down another brilliant stroke in the biography of the marshal of the alliance.

I don’t know if this biography is really published, people later bought it specially to admire the demeanor of the marshal of the Union, and saw him crawling out of the underage’s house in the middle of the night, having a closed door, and hanging alone by the window, what would happen? expression.

Lancelot didn't realize that he was cheated by the mecha again, knocked on the window, but got no response, and clicked: "Ceizer seems to be avoiding me a little today, I have to ask more clearly, the previous experience Tell us that if there is any rift between lovers, if you don't make it clear, it will easily create a huge gap."

Lucy kindly reminded: "At present, you and Master César are not lovers, and they may not be in the future. Please don't have daydreams at night."

Lancelot: "..."

Sometimes I really suspect that this mecha was specially sent by the council to add to his obstruction.

It's not just the Union Marshal who is bothering.

Micah was also upset.

The fluffy little fur ball sticks to the window, as if swearing to guard the window to prevent wolves from entering the house and endangering the little white rabbit.

César glanced at it, chose not to pay attention to anyone, and read the storybook Alice gave him before leaving with peace of mind.

Within 3 minutes, Lancelot sent a communication request.

César directly refused.

Lancelot was never willing to give up easily, and the more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became. When the fifth communication request was sent, César stared at it for a while, thinking that Lancelot was hanging by the window now, the corners of his lips suddenly curled up Qiao, showing a faint smile, chose to accept it by accident.

A three-dimensional projection appeared on the wall, but Lancelot was not standing by the window.

With just a few strokes, Lancelot, who is amazing at climbing walls, has already reached the top of the building, leaning against the fence with his hands folded, his long legs crossed, and his eyes full of smiles: "I thought you were going to blackmail me again!" .”

César stared at him with beautiful pupils without saying a word.

Under the night sky, Lancelot's golden hair was not overshadowed, and was stained with a little bit of moonlight, but it was even more dazzling than usual.

They had only met each other not long ago, and they were not far apart now, but the two of them were looking at each other carefully in the [-]D communication.

César looked at Lancelot's hair, inexplicably wanting to touch it.

Lancelot's eyes were not so pure. With a little ulterior motive, he quietly circled his gaze over the neckline of César's pajamas - the pajamas were issued by the base, obviously a little too big At this point, César didn't notice that his neckline was loose, and he sat cross-legged on the bed, revealing a small section of delicate collarbone. Looking down, the loose pajamas stuck to his side, drawing out the child's thin waistline .

"..." Lancelot covered his nose silently, quickly looked away, and met Cesare's surprisingly beautiful green eyes.

Is it a coincidence, or the truth?

Of course, there are also people with green eyes in the alliance. It is not surprising that they have the same hair color, eye color and even the same name.

But César's eyes are exactly the same as that of the orc woman named Bei Lin, except for the eyes...

César didn't think too much, and quickly withdrew that strange idea: "You still have 3 minutes to talk."

Lancelot paused, put the speculation behind him, smiled, and asked Lucy to move the camera to the sky: "It's nothing, I just want to send you two moons."

The lens shifted, and the power of high technology made the starry sky above his head clearly projected in front of César.

There don’t seem to be many stars tonight. When two bright moons hang high in the sky, those two satellites have dutifully guarded Ruth Star for thousands of years, or even longer, breaking through the dense night of Ruth Star, and sprinkling the brilliance on the sky. On the ground—now in Cesare's house.

Lancelot's voice sounded from the end of the bright moon, and the wind on the roof was strong, so his voice was a little fuzzy, and the topic came up suddenly: "Little César, there are many things that are far beyond people's expectations——I was admitted to the military academy. Joining the army was actually to annoy my dad. He didn’t agree with me being a mecha maintenance technician, and felt ashamed. Of course, he was more displeased with my joining the army than being ashamed. Back then, David helped me and secretly applied for the exam without telling my family. I entered the Otto Military Academy, and when the admission results came out, he broke my leg directly. But it was too late, and his old man was worried all day long that I would die in the line of duty, but no one thought that I would live to be a marshal."

César likes to listen to stories. With bright eyes, he made a pause gesture, ran to the cabinet and took out the small biscuits given to him by the chef in the kitchen. When he came back, he clicked and clicked, listening to the Union Marshal reminiscing about the past.

Lancelot: "..."

The camera of the night sky flashed back to Lancelot who was sitting against the wall of the roof. He stared at César, wanting to pinch his face with itchy teeth. After a pause, he continued to tell the story in a funny and helpless way: " Before I became a real soldier, I had great doubts about whether someone would be broken and defend something...such as this dilapidated alliance."

César highly agrees with the words "shabby alliance".

"The first time I went to the battlefield was to fight against the star robbers near Star Ruth. Those people were like rats in the sewer. The council couldn't reach them. They gave birth to nests here. They are real local snakes and it's not easy to fight. As Lancelot said, he casually picked up a cigarette, but didn't smoke it. He just held it in his mouth, and his words were still clear. I will lose every war. At that time, I didn’t know the heights of the sky and the earth. After winning several games in a row, my heart drifted away. I'm not reconciled."

The story was quite ups and downs, Cesare was so nervous that he forgot to eat the biscuits.

Lancelot's eyes were indescribably deep, with a faint feeling that César couldn't understand: "...there are probably a few remaining subordinates who see that I am too unwilling, so they will protect me desperately. , They rushed into the enemy's mech group behind me and blew themselves up, telling me to run away, the last words everyone left me was 'Let's go, major general'."

César blinked, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

Lancelot shook his head at him: "After I went back, I brought someone to take over Jude Bourne's lair. At first I didn't understand why they wanted to protect me so desperately, but later I realized that if someone wants to be loyal or protect me nothing to be afraid of.”

"Sizer." The Union Marshal smiled at him, "I want to protect something, and I won't hesitate or doubt it."

So what do you want to protect?alliance?

César opened his mouth, but still didn't ask.

Lancelot stood up and clapped his hands: "Okay, the bedtime story is over, it's time for the children to go to bed."

After finishing speaking, he actually took the initiative to end the communication and left gracefully.

César was still wondering why Lancelot was so self-conscious today. He brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth full of youthful troubles, and when he came back, he saw... Lance who was sitting on the rooftop telling stories just now Lott opened the door and walked in!

The Alliance Marshal failed to climb the wall, so he simply walked out the door openly.

César: "..."

Is it better to hit it out or throw it out?

It was cold outside, and Lancelot came in with a chill in his body, stared at him for a long time, "There is something that needs to be made clear in person - why are you hiding from me?"

César was speechless.

"Because I beat you?" Lancelot laughed nastyly. "Well, why don't you beat me back too? I'm rough and thick, so I'm sure I won't cry."

César ignored him, went to sit on the edge of the bed, and looked at him coldly.

The more you pay attention to this person, the more hateful it becomes. It's better not to pay attention to him to fuel his arrogance.

"It doesn't seem to be because of this." Lancelot nodded knowingly, "There is one more thing I have to say in person."

César raised his eyelids: "What?"

Subconsciously, he always felt that Lancelot would not do anything to him. He often relaxed in front of this person and had no defenses. Just as he asked, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Lancelot leaned down, brushed his slightly long forehead hair away, lowered his head with a smile and kissed his smooth forehead, and said in a whisper, "...it's you."

César was as stiff as a stone, his ears were hot uncontrollably, and his voice trembled slightly: "What are you... say?"

"I told a little story tonight, so don't hide from me tomorrow." Lancelot smiled more, but didn't repeat it again, pinching his face, "The kiss just now was goodnight. I want to come tomorrow morning Give me a good morning kiss to wake you up, my little prince."