National First Love and His Little Jasmine

The time of Sota Starfield is different from that of Blue Star. The day here is equivalent to the whole day of Blue Star, while the night

The time in the Sota star field is different from that of the blue star. The daytime here is equivalent to the whole day of the blue star, and the same is true for the night.

At this time, the sky outside was still blue, but it was time to sleep.

Meng Chuan saw that Song Shiqing, who was accompanying him to deal with official duties, had started to yawn quietly, his eyes were dim with tears but he still insisted on accompanying him, pretending to read his basic mecha blueprint seriously, his heart was so soft that it was a mess.

He pulled out the piece of paper, glanced at it inadvertently, and found it very familiar, and when he noticed the name of the mecha master at the bottom, Meng Chuan finally knew why he thought this drawing was familiar.

It was a letter with scribbled strokes, M, the last vertical line was drawn as a curly tail, and the lower right corner was still a small dot that Meng Chuan habitually dropped after signing.

This is the blueprint of the junior mech he designed when he was seven years old. It seems that he won the championship award in the global junior mecha competition. Later, when he was nine years old, it was auctioned by his father for a charity dinner.

The Liu family and the Meng family have always been at loggerheads, and Meng Chuan never thought that the Liu family would take away this design draft, and it would also fall into Song Shiqing's hands.

"Meng Chu'an, what's wrong?" Song Shiqing watched helplessly as his beloved drawing was taken away, because Meng Chu'an did it, so he didn't want me to take it back.

"Oh, it's all right." Meng Chuan held back the doubts in his heart, returned the blueprint to Song Shiqing, and asked with difficulty, "Little Jasmine likes this design draft very much?"

When Song Shiqing heard him calling himself Little Jasmine, he couldn't help but feel hot. He nodded numbly, holding the blueprint in his hand cherishingly, "I not only like this blueprint, but also this designer."

Meng Chuan's heart beat faster, sat beside him, and asked, "M? Why?"

If I remember correctly, Song Shiqing's four-year-old memory, and Meng Chuan's nine-year-old at that time, although already famous, but there are countless mecha masters who are better than him, so why Song Shiqing likes a small mecha master makes him wonder curious.

"His design is the best design I've ever seen, all of it, and there are some little details hidden in it that others don't pay much attention to."

Song Shiqing raised his face and smiled to Meng Chuan, his favorite designer, "Really, I like every one of his designs, and he is so good. He won the championship of the National Junior Mecha Design Competition at the age of five. Even crushed a lot of adults, he is one of my idols."

Fearing that Meng Chuan might misunderstand, he added specifically: "The other idol is my mother."

Meng Chuan kneaded the back of his neck, and when he heard the words "small details", his hands paused slightly, his eyelashes lowered, his dark pupils were piercing, "What details did Little Jasmine discover?"

In fact, in the design of every mecha, he will set some functions that have nothing to do with combat but have no effect, commonly known as useless functions. As his abilities grew, those self-righteous people all shut up.

He never thought that anyone would like those things.

Song Shiqing raised his head and showed him his discovery, "For example, this blueprint has more than just a candy making machine. When I tried to make it, I found that it also has a start-up egg, and its theme is It has nothing to do with these things, it's called sabotage, and it's fun, isn't it?"

"..." When Meng Chuan heard Song Shiqing clearly pointing out his second-stage product, the embarrassment on his face could hardly be restrained.

But seeing Song Shiqing's serious and happy expression, he smiled helplessly.

"Yes, it's very interesting." Meng Chuan said, "But you should go to sleep now."

"Meng Chu'an, have you finished your business?"

"Not yet, but you have to go to sleep." Meng Chuan raised his eyebrows, "Also, I feel a little strange when you call my name in such a tone."

This feeling of ignorance and innocence seems to have brought Meng Chu'an down to the same age as Song Shiqing.

Song Shiqing blinked, and wisely chose the next topic, "Then how old are you?"

"24 is old."

He didn't care about Song Shiqing's age before, just looking at his physique, he didn't think he was much older than Song Shiqing, not to mention looking at his face, he even looked a little younger than Song Shiqing, of course it wasn't that Song Shiqing looked old, but that he His appearance is indeed more bewitching, he looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, but now that he has become a lover, he actually cares a little bit.

Meng Chuan glanced at Song Shiqing, thinking that his mental age was only four years old, and fell into silence.

Song Shiqing was also a little silent.

In his heart, there is a 20-year age difference between him and his future partner!

This age difference did not cause much shock in the eyes of Song Shiqing, who had not yet formed some views, but only made him entangled in what to call Meng Chuan.

"Then I'll call you, uncle..."

He was covered by Meng Chuan.

"No." Meng Chuan felt embarrassed in front of Song Shiqing for the first time. He rejected the address Song Shiqing wanted to blurt out in his heart, and his brain worked extremely fast, and said, "You call me brother."

Song Shiqing puffed his cheeks, and found that Meng Chuan still didn't let go of him, so he let out two "woo hoo".

Meng Chuan let go of his hand, and heard a misty soft cry.

"Brother." Song Shiqing shyly rolled his eyes away, inexplicably embarrassed to look at him.

Meng Chuan felt his heart start to speed up suddenly, and the blood all over his body boiled because of that little secret thought.

He covered his face, and couldn't help cursing this joking God in his heart.

"You still...call me by my first name."

Meng Chu'an's index finger pressed Song Shiqing's soft lips. No matter what posture this adult appearance made, he was always moved, but he couldn't do anything to Song Shiqing, who was only four years old in mind.

This fell into a misunderstanding of torturing himself, entangled in pain, and even began to complain a little, why didn't Song Shiqing even look like a child, so that he could see his lover's appearance when he was a child.

"No, that's impolite." Song Shiqing retreated to avoid his hand, a little stubborn for the first time, "I want to call you brother."

When he found out that Meng Chuan was being called like this, his reaction seemed to be quite interesting, in short, he liked it very much psychologically.

But afraid that he would be too tough and make Meng Chuan dislike him, Song Shiqing raised his head and looked at him expectantly, "Brother, how are you?"

Meng Chuan: "..."

It was the first time for Meng Chuan to experience what it was like not being able to ruthlessly refuse, and it was also the first time he knew how to write the word shame.

He still couldn't completely treat Song Shiqing as if he were four years old, it was too fatal, even thinking about it, he felt like he was committing a crime.

Meng Chu'an felt that he had to clear his heart, abandon those useless thoughts, and see the pure and pure soul through Song Shiqing's appearance that he was deeply infatuated with.

"Okay, it's time for you to sleep. If you sleep well, I will allow you to call me that."

He will wait for Song Shiqing to fall asleep later to see how his subordinates are doing.

Song Shiqing's eyes lit up when he heard his words, and he said with a smile, "Okay."

Then he stood up obediently and went to take a shower by himself.

Meng Chu'an crazily exported Song Shiqing's thinking as a child to himself, and finally became the decisive major general.

When he saw Song Shiqing going to bed and crawling into the bed, he obediently closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.

Probably because of too much brainwashing, he still had a moment of doubt, doesn't Song Shiqing need to listen to the good night story?

"Boss, you're here. The First Legion has already set up their first round of attack, but Lai Huaiting didn't even show his face, as if he was being held back by Xia Dong."

The right adjutant showed him the message from Xia Dong.

Now most of the Zerg people believe that Xia Dong is the reincarnation of Lai Huaiting, the salvation brought to them by the Zerg God.

"That's not right." Meng Chuan waved his hand, "Take me to see how they are dressed as Zerg, and why didn't you dress up?"

Right adjutant: "..."

Adjutant Right: "I need to help them dress up, who will dress me up?"

Because of such a task, the five big and three thick Alphas, except for Xia Dong who was the first to sacrifice, almost all learned the advanced make-up technique called disguise, and even honed it to an extremely high level.

"Oh." Meng Chu'an stared at him and touched his chin, this scrutiny made the right adjutant shudder.

When he was about to admit defeat and go to do his own makeup, Meng Chuan patted him on the shoulder.

"Forget it, you can go to ambush with me, I remember that your ability is space, and I am too lazy to take back the water, so you can help me take it back."

Right adjutant: "Boss, your water can submerge a planet, I..."

Meng Chu'an interrupted him: "Believe in yourself, young man, be self-motivated, you will be able to be promoted again after this matter, and when you are selected by Omega, you will still be able to move up the ranks, right?"

Right Adjutant: "...You are right."

Meng Chuan nodded, his expression was calm, but his tone was showing off with a little excitement, "After all, you don't have a partner like me, so you still have to think about your future, work harder, my position as a major general, It won't be long before you sit on it."

Meng Chuan's recent change was too outrageous, this sentence made the right adjutant panic, and quickly explained: "Major General, I have absolutely no desire for your position, I swear by the meritorious deeds on my chest."

"You are exaggerating." Meng Chuan shook his head and sighed: "I just tell you that if you don't work hard, it will be difficult to find a partner in the future. Not everyone can find someone who will be with you for a lifetime at my age, and they are still so young. high quality."

The average age of marriage in the empire is 35 years old, and Meng Chuan plans to wait for Song Shiqing to recover his memory and immediately register for marriage and hold a wedding ceremony, directly ahead of billions of people.

"..." The right adjutant was speechless.

He figured it out, the major general was just showing off that he was out of order.