Become a Zerg Heartthrob Queen

daddy or mommy

The test of mechanical fit was put after the exam. Yan Xun said that he was afraid that the result would affect his mentality of the exam.

Of course Arwell let her go.

Although the star of the empire himself did not experience the symptoms of nervousness before the exam, all the exams from childhood to adulthood were like playing games for him.But Awell has gotten a lot of inspiration from the adjutant recently, and it's not as strict as it was at the beginning.

Obviously, he was more worried that Yan Xun would be anxious.

The adjutant also said with emotion: "I have never seen you caring so much about anyone, my lord."

He lamented that Awell treats his relatives differently, without knowing that this relative has already changed his taste.

Yan Xun is indeed a little anxious, but the point of anxiety is not the exam, but the test of mechanical fit.

"What if my compatibility is lower than fifty?" Yan Xun was very worried, "Is there a way to tamper with the value of the compatibility?"

There is still a big difference between the mecha in the game cabin and the real mecha.

Fluctlight fiddled with the pen on the table with his fingertips, and conveyed the anxiety of the princess to the Zerg subordinates. Fluctlight is also in a bad mood now.

"I don't know, I'm not interested in human affairs—and even if it's tampered with, it will be very troublesome to operate the mecha in the future, right?"

Yan Xun hugged the pillow and rolled around: "But! Has no Zerg ever driven a mecha?"

Yaoguang paused, and looked at her with that "do you look down on us?" look.

Yan Xun buried his face in the pillow: "Okay, I know you can tear the mecha with your hands."

She knew that the females of the Zerg were born with slightly weaker force values. After all, in this race, females were not meant for fighting.But I have force, so I still feel at ease in my heart.

It's the same as having a deposit and confidence.

Yaoguang watched Yan Xun rolling around on the bed, his eyes moved down from Yan Xun's shoulders and neck, his eyes passed over nakedly, and then he said.

"You can go through the neural network," he said with some reluctance, "the inferior products may have what you need."

Fluctlight is always called a second-class Zerg inferior product, Yan Xun really has no way to correct it, so he simply lets him go.

"Then I'll try it tonight." She smiled at the fluttering light, "Thank you."

For a possessive Zerg like Fluctlight to say such a thing, it seems that the relationship during this period of time has still affected him and made progress!

Having said that, Yan Xun didn't really have a solid foundation in her heart, so she buried her face in the pillow again.

This behavior is looking for a needle in a haystack.

Besides, the Imperial Military Academy is the largest school on the Emperor Star. If even this kind of device for testing mechanical compatibility is so easy to break through, then human beings are too rubbish.

Yan Xun sighed in his heart, and he couldn't find any relevant news on the star network, and there was only metaphysics about how to pray before the test to make his stats higher.

She suddenly thought of the male voice she heard in the mecha cabin before.

If he is a Zerg attached to himself... can he modify the machinery to a certain extent?

Yan Xun shook his head.

This matter is even more illusory. After waiting for so long, the other party did not throw himself into the trap again. What if it is another subordinate of the princess.

This matter was shelved for the time being, and Yan Xun finally turned his mind on Awell.

Anyway, he likes himself, if there is a real problem then, just try to muddle through.

Yan Xun bent his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.

It was he who promised himself that no matter what happened, he would stand by his side.

……

On the day Mrs. Meg was exiled, Yan Xun came to the scene.

Probably in line with the mood of some people, it rained heavily again on the K30. The rain almost blurred the sight of humans, and the sound of the rain was mixed with the roar of some people.

But even so, Yan Xun could clearly see Madam Meg's face.

She stood one step behind Awell's side, looking at the embarrassment of the tall woman at this moment, her face was blurred by the rain, and her long hair was sticking to the side of her face.

Her two sons and daughters are useless, and Evan, who was originally a young and middle-aged labor force, is now a walking dead, not to mention Nancy, who is so arrogant and domineering because she is attached to Meg.

Yan Xun watched many people walking around in the rain curtain.

She looked sideways at Aville: "Can I go and have a few words with her?"

Aville paused, he seemed uneasy, but nodded under Yan Xun's gaze.

The servant wanted to hold an umbrella for Yan Xun, but she shook her head and walked into the rain with the umbrella.

She had walked this way before, only in the rain and the person under the umbrella was reversed.

Yan Xun stopped in front of Meg.

There were two people standing beside Meg, one on the left and one on the right, both of whom were in charge of the escort. Yan Xun nodded to them, and the two took a step back.

Meg didn't look up, and her voice was a bit indistinct in the sound of the rain: "Are you proud, Yan Xun?"

Yan Xun didn't speak, her umbrella stayed on top of Meg's head, the umbrella covered the rain, the world under an umbrella, but the postures of the two were completely different.

Yan Xun lowered his eyes: "I didn't come to laugh at you, I just wanted to say that you left something behind."

Meg raised her head, her eyes were calm, as if she was very numb to everything that was about to happen: "I have nothing to take away."

All her past was destroyed on that day, and her body corroded by dark creatures would not last long.

"I think you will need it," Yan Xun took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket, "They found this photo."

When she saw the photo, Meg's unmoving eyes trembled violently.

There are two families in the photo. The boy and girl standing in the front look about ten years old. The girl has a youthful smile on her face. Although the boy is not smiling, he seems to be in a good mood.

It was Meg and Norman when they were young, when they were only in a daze about emotions.

This is probably not a story about Ome being no match for the sky, but Norman never liked Meg.

They should never have been tied together like this.

Yan Xun met Meg's gaze: "I didn't expect it to rain, and I didn't prepare a moisture-proof bag. It's useless to keep this, so I'll leave it to you."

Meg's pale lips twitched, she trembled and couldn't say a word, when the photo was taken in her hands, Yan Xun was not sure if she was crying.

"No matter how affectionate Norman advertises himself, he still has you as his illegitimate daughter?" She stared at the photo with her head down, and then said fiercely, "Don't think you will have a good life!"

Yan Xun sighed softly.

She squatted down and leaned close to Meg's ear: "Actually, I'm not Norman's daughter at all."

Meg originally thought that Norman just didn't love him, but it turned out that the only one Norman loved was Arvil's mother-she lived in the shadow of the same woman all her life.

This cognition hits Mrs. Meg even more.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha...!! Is this what you want?"

She laughed like a maniac, with various emotions intertwined on that face, and finally fixed on angry despair. "Yan Xun! Don't think this can irritate me!"

At some point, Awell came to Yan Xun's side holding an umbrella.

He didn't pay attention to Meg at all, but said softly to Yan Xun: "It's raining too much, be careful of catching cold. It's better to go back and rest early."

Meg raised her head, rain and tears mixed and fell from the side of her face, she looked at Aville as if she was looking at another person through him.

"You'll never get what you love."

Every word she said seemed to be a curse.

Perhaps this time the sound of the rain covered her voice, Awell bent down to take the umbrella in Yan Xun's hand, and put his coat on her shoulders, as if he hadn't heard Meg's words.

Yan Xun looked back before returning to the house, and Mrs. Meg was escorted onto the spaceship with a somewhat dilapidated shell.

Her old department has been cleaned up, and a subordinate elite team of Awell will be responsible for this escort, ensuring that they will be escorted to the prison reformation in the edge galaxy.

He is a pitiful and hateful person, Yan Xun thought.

Mrs. Meg is not a good person, so she is not worthy of sympathy, and Yan Xun is not a good person, so she went to the small kitchen to cook herself a delicious meal.

After this, it seemed that everything was back to normal.

……

The unified written examination will soon come with the summer.

This is like the college entrance examination in Yan Xun's previous life. I don't know if it's because of the activation of the neural network. Her already good memory is even more terrifying.

Yan Xun thinks that the written test is fairly simple and does not use neural networks.

Even handed in the paper half an hour earlier.

Yaoguang fulfilled his promise, after several months of mental training, he was able to guarantee that he would not have too violent fluctuations when experiencing that memory.

Yan Xun knew that his mental state was exhausted, so the number of times he used pheromone to appease him increased exponentially-fortunately, this had no effect on the princess.

Since they didn't know how long it would take, Yan Xun and Awell asked for a hypothesis that they were going out to play, the latter looked at him for a while with the look of being abandoned, and it was Awell who had to compromise.

The location is in the villa under Ji Xingyuan's name.

Although Ji Xingyuan was looking for traces of the first-class Zerg, he was still able to contact Yan Xun through the star network. He expressed his concern, and his tone seemed to rush back to guard Yan Xun.

Yaoguang said coolly at the side: "Ha, why don't you let him do it for you."

Yan Xun blinked and immediately ended the conversation: "Who else can do this besides our Fluctlight?"

Shakelight snorted softly.

A black vortex appeared in the room, shaking the light to look at Yan Xun.

The young man's voice was a little suppressed, and his purple eyes were heavy: "Go in, it won't hurt you."

This time Yan Xun stepped into the vortex by himself.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of her eyes, as if covered by a translucent cover, she stretched out her hand, and saw the chubby little hand.

Even since childhood.

Yan Xun struggled to raise her foot and tried to kick the translucent shell, and it took a little effort to break open a hole. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she met a pair of sapphire blue eyes.

The other party gently hugged Yan Xun out of the broken shell, and Yan Xun noticed that there were many red scars on his bare forearm and neck.

The man with the same light blue hair said softly, "Do you want to eat?"

Accompanied by the voice, Yan Xun saw him reach out and lift up his shirt.

Yan Xun: ...Dad? ...or mother?

Seeing the chest getting closer and closer, Yan Xun suddenly had a bad feeling.

The author says:

Leave me alone!Who can refuse a husband!

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