Accidentally pregnant with a cub [Interstellar]

"Do you want to learn mecha?" Eddie lowered his head and asked. It is strange to say that although Eddie and Jesse are brothers, the difference in size between the two is really too big. If Lin Quan is a size S, then Black And Lance is a size M, Eddie is a size L, and Jesse is an XS.

Jesse nodded, waving his brown hair, "I want to enter the Academy of Sciences and be a student of Professor Z."

Professor Z is the highest mecha maker in the alliance. All the first-generation smart mechas of the alliance were made by him, because the Academy of Sciences did not release the personal information of Professor Z to the public. People only know about Professor Z through a small amount of information revealed by the alliance government. exist.Some people say that Professor Z actually refers to a team, because nowadays almost no one can make such a smart mech with such a large amount of calculation by himself.

"The mecha club is not bad," Blake, who was driven aside, pulled a chair and sat down. "The equipment in the club is quite new, and teachers from the Academy of Sciences will come to guide them regularly. Maybe if you perform well, you will be admitted exceptionally." oh."

Jesse's eyes lit up unconsciously when he heard the word Academy of Sciences.

"If you don't mind, we can try to go to the training ground tonight." Lance extended an invitation to Lin Quan.

Lin Quan, who was already a little moved by Blake's words before, said with a smile, "Tomorrow night, I probably won't be able to walk after eating the big meal you made tonight."

After hearing these words, Lance obediently went to the kitchen to cook a big meal.

The next night, when Lin Quan opened the door of the training room, Lance had obviously arrived.

Lin Quan put down his book and jogged around the perimeter of the training ground, and started a simple warm-up exercise. Lance leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, "Have you been trained before?"

"No," Lin Quan exhaled in three steps, feeling a little embarrassed when he heard the words, "It's just that there are a lot of fights."

Lance thought of the way he looked when he wasn't smiling because I was born to look like I wouldn't provoke me into trouble, and nodded understandingly, but the uncontrollable look of him frowning and enduring because of pain appeared in his mind.

Before Lance lost his mind, he quickly turned his eyes away from Lin Quan's vigorous posture wrapped tightly in sportswear.

After warming up, Lin Quan stopped and turned his neck, raised his chin to Lance, "Come on."

Lance, who returned to reason, walked into the center of the training ground. He only knew that Lin Quan's vigilance was strong and his reaction was fast. The only fight was Lin Quan's concession and his absolute power to suppress him. He was also full of expectations for his true skill. .

The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground with a "bang" was the fifth time Lin Quan was pressed on the training mat. Instead of getting angry, he became more and more interested. If the previous fight with Instructor Wayne taught him that fighting is the best The best way to make a shot, this time against Lance made him realize for the first time how unfathomable his opponent is.

Unfathomable, or elusive, is the feeling that Lance's close combat brings to Lin Quan. He seems to follow the routine of the fighting class just like Instructor Wayne, but after the fight, you will find that he will never follow the routine. When playing cards, his left hand is high and low, maybe he is making a move with his right hand that is retreating, and he is bowing and retreating, maybe he is accumulating energy for the next side kick. Just when you think you have figured it out and made perfect preparations, he seems to see through it again. Lin Quan became more and more excited by the feeling of being played like a monkey.

Lance was amazed by Lin Quan's tenacity and unyielding will. If it were Black, Eddie, or anyone else who had fought one-on-one with him, they would have only persisted for two rounds under him at most and would not want to fight again. It is said that it is unbearable to be suppressed to the point of despair that cannot fight back.

Lin Quan has not undergone systematic training, and his way of attacking is more of his own from actual combat, so he is more flexible and changeable, and this is also one of the reasons why many students are weak in close combat. Fighting skills are mostly learned by most people, and they have not really absorbed and dissolved them into their own fighting styles, so they seem a bit rigid and deliberate, and the effect is greatly reduced.

"Come again!" Panting, Lin Quan stood up from the mat.

Lance was also a little short of breath. It had been a long time since he had played so heartily. Although he enjoyed it very much, his rationality told him that firstly, it was getting late, and secondly, Lin Quan's physical strength was probably exhausted.

Sure enough, after he announced that tonight was over, Lin Quan stood for a short while, shaking his body as if he was not stressed, and squatted down.

"Are you okay?" Lance looked at his sweaty and slightly pale face and cursed in his heart for his brutal behavior just now.

Holding his cramped right leg with both hands, Lin Quan smiled very satisfied, "Thank you for teaching me so much today." Although it seemed that he had been pressed and beaten by Lance on the surface, Lance's unobvious inducement The offensive method not only allowed him to adapt to this rhythm, but also allowed him to roughly recall his previous moves after the end.

Lance didn't think too much about it, and now he was helping Lin Quan relax his right leg muscles wholeheartedly, rubbing his hands vigorously.

Feeling the hands on the calf that didn't belong to his body temperature massage and relax him, Lin Quan curled his toes a little uncomfortably, but he didn't expect that this scene was caught by Lance accidentally.

Lance took a deep breath secretly, let go of his hand and turned around, "I'll carry you back, the dormitory will be locked soon, and you can't go back now." God knows what will happen if he presses it again.

Thinking of the strict access control regulations of the first grade, Lin Quan had no choice but to obediently lie on Lance's back.

Lance held his leg, felt the upper body of the two tightly pressed against each other, Lin Quan's breath was still faintly sweeping over his neck, and tragically felt that the sinful throbbing in his heart seemed to be getting stronger.

After walking happily and sufferingly, after Lin Quan returned to the dormitory, he rushed back to the dormitory quickly and took a cold shower.

He is Zeni, he will definitely confess to Lin Quan, but not now, at least until their relationship is confirmed, Lance secretly thought.

In the next few nights, Lin Quan was still unilaterally "beaten" by Lance in the training ground. Using a killer move to suppress the opponent can also reduce the strength. Especially when the opponent is not weak, lifting it up and putting it down gently is not only a technical problem but also a mental problem. Lance feels that his teaching experience these days Probably a book can be published.

After their physical strength was exhausted, the two of them lay faceless on the mat.

"Tomorrow I will be away from the academy for a while, and I won't be able to come tonight," Lance said, "but you can send me a message if you have any questions."

"We will start fighting classes tomorrow." Lin Quan bumped him with his shoulder confidently, "I will have more new moves waiting for you when you come back."

Lance smiled dotingly.

In the dead of night, Lin Quan, who was lying on the bed and was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. He skillfully lifted his clothes and rubbed them gently.

After coming back to the toilet for several consecutive nights, he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. From the very beginning, he ran to the toilet for the first time, and now he will gradually relieve himself after knowing that running to the toilet is useless. When twisted the intestines.

What is even more speechless is that his recent exercise has not decreased. When he put on his trousers this morning, he found that his waist had become thicker.

"You said you're fat?" Lin Qingzhi on the videophone was a little surprised.

Lin Quan nodded dejectedly, "Probably because the college food is so good." After much deliberation, he could only pin the blame on Lance who brought him snacks every night.

Lin Qingzhi said with some distress, "I think you have lost a lot of weight." Compared with what he saw before entering school, Lin Quan's face was obviously darker and thinner, and the lines of his jaws were sharp.

Lin Quan didn't pay much attention, and still touched his round belly worriedly. The outline of the perfect eight-pack abs before was blurred.

In the fighting class, after several times of theoretical study, now it is free practice time, and then two people are selected as a group to conduct actual combat exercises.

Lin Quan looked at the boy in front of him with a dismissive expression, thinking about how he had offended him.

"Stinky boy, you will know what will happen to you if you offend me," he raised his chin contemptuously, "don't kneel down and beg for mercy later."

Lin Quan rolled up his sleeves silently. He remembered that he should be Larry who pulled his collar in the corridor of the dormitory that day.

Since the military training, Alec, who has been praised and ranked first in the total training score, has not only become the class monitor, but also the most sought after person in the class. There are not a few people like Larry who surround Alec. The only thing I can do every day is probably to rack my brains to attract Alec's attention.

At the beginning, the two were still able to use normal moves to fight each other. Probably after realizing that Lin Quan was not as easy to defeat as he had thought in advance, Larry, who lost his patience, gradually lost his tricks in his moves, and even started to use some sinister moves while the teacher was away.

Lin Quan had been prepared to dodge for a long time, and ended the performance of the two people's indistinguishable moves led by Lin Quan with a throw over the shoulder.

Most of the people competed with moves as required, mainly some routines of offense and defense, and didn't use much force, but Lin Quan's heavy object smashed to the ground instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Larry, who was thrown to the ground, felt the eyes of his classmates staring at him, and his heart was filled with a huge sense of humiliation. He blushed and stared at Lin Quan angrily.

"Larry, are you okay?" Probably because of his responsibility as the class monitor, Alec walked over from the side, "Didn't you hear the teacher say that it's all right?" He scolded Lin Quan who was standing next to him .

Lin Quan was too lazy to argue with him, straightened his sleeves, went to the side to drink water and rest, and waited for the teacher to come over to finish class.

"You...!" Alec, who was ignored by others, frowned and walked away with some dissatisfaction, leaving only Larry standing there angrily.