Interstellar Tyrant's Runaway Queen

"Is this considered taking advantage of someone's danger?"

Lu Chen thought about this question carefully.

But Jiang Xingye couldn't wait for him to figure it out.

Jiang Xingye's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes with difficulty. His eyes lost their vitality, and he kept rubbing them with his hands.

He wants to find something.

Inhibitor or... alha.

This is oga's instinct, no one can resist it.

Because he differentiated into alha when he was a child, Lu Chen had learned a lot about the sexes of ao, and he knew at a glance that if the pheromones in Jiang Xingye's body were not appeased, it would cause irreversible consequences, maybe it would be burnt directly A little fool.

Lu Chen stopped hesitating and took Jiang Xingye's hand.The knuckles of his fingers were thicker, just wrapping Jiang Xingye's in his hands, looking so harmonious.

He leaned over...

It's just that even if Jiang Xingye is like this, his body still has the fighting instinct, and he subconsciously attacks when others approach him.

Lu Chen never expected that he was almost elbowed, but fortunately Jiang Xingye's current state was not right, so he took a little effort to suppress him.

After this, some sweat broke out on Lu Chen's forehead: "It's really worrying."

He lowered his head and brushed the broken hair on Jiang Xingye's forehead with his fingers.

Jiang Xingye was still restless and let out a "humming" sound.

Although I don't understand, but from his appearance, it probably looks like - when I wake up, I will beat you up.

Lu Chen seemed to understand his expression, smiled helplessly, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and comforted him: "Be obedient, I'm helping you..."

Jiang Xingye turned his head to the side and gave a low "hmm", not knowing whether to agree or disagree.

Lu Chen assumed that he agreed, put his fingers on the back of Jiang Xingye's neck, and slowly leaned over.

……

A suppressant was sent in silently.

But the two people present are no longer needed.

Jiang Xingye had a bizarre dream.

In the dream, he first trekked in the desert, the sun scorched his skin, and the lack of water and dryness almost made him lose his mind, but fortunately, he came to a snow-capped mountain not long after.

With snow pigment and silver makeup, a little bit of velvet fell on his shoulders, and he could smell the clear frost and snow breath with every breath, a little cold but inexplicably gentle.

He continued to walk forward, and unexpectedly found a cluster of lilies of the valley in the hinterland of the snow mountain.

Probably because of the dream, Jiang Xingye didn't even think about why the orchid of the valley would reverse its growth pattern, but only thought that the orchid of the valley was white and cute.

He squatted down and moved closer, almost touching the flower bone.

Just then, he woke up.

When I woke up, the symptoms of fever and nausea from yesterday disappeared, but there was still a little sequelae.

"Uh……"

Jiang Xingye groaned, and opened his eyes to look at the snow-white ceiling.After a while, he realized that this was not his dormitory.

Heart-shaped bed, double bathtub, vulgar red love...

This is a hotel.

Jiang Xingye rubbed his temples, sat up, and immediately felt back pain and weakness in his hands and feet.His memory was still on beating up those punks, and nothing else.

He hugged the pillow and thought for a while, then blurted out: "Lu Chen!"

Could it be that he was beaten up by Lu Chen?

But Jiang Xingye lifted up his clothes and took a look. He didn't have any scars on his body, he didn't look like he had been beaten.He was alone in the hotel room, and he couldn't even ask Lu Chen to question him.

He scratched his hair, turned on his brain, and a message popped up.

"I left beforehand, there is breakfast on the table.——Lu Chen"

Jiang Xingye:?

He read this short sentence back and forth twice, why... so strange.But he couldn't figure out what was strange for a while.

"yesterday……"

"You did..."

Jiang Xingye lost and deleted and lost again. He didn't know how to speak up.

After all, this incident as a whole is too embarrassing. He obviously planned that Lu Chen would beat him up, but at the end he fell ill and had a fever, and was rescued by Lu Chen even though he was in a coma on the way.

shame.

So embarrassing.

Jiang Xingye hammered the wall and turned off the light curtain, intending to pretend nothing happened.

No way, no matter what, it can't be changed.

After accepting this reality, he twisted his neck and was about to go to have breakfast, but he found something wrong with this movement-a tingling pain came from the back of his neck.

He hurried to the bathroom to take a look, but it was too difficult without anyone to help, and he couldn't see what was going on, only a tooth mark.

"Could it be..." Jiang Xingye touched the tooth mark, "Lu Chen bit me?"

"What's wrong with this, is he a dog?!"

Jiang Xingye cursed. He glanced at the time and it was already the afternoon of the next day. He let out a "tsk" and hurried back to school.

When passing by the sofa, he remembered the breakfast that Lu Chen had mentioned, touched his shriveled belly, went around and picked up a bowl of porridge.

"Gulu" gulped it down, and Jiang Xingye caught a glimpse of a translucent syringe on the coffee table.

He drank the warm porridge in one gulp, picked it up and looked at it: "Inhibitor? Who is it for?" He didn't think much, threw the inhibitor aside with a mutter, and hurried back to school.

Fang Wenqi was more concerned about the progress of the matter than Jiang Xingye himself. As soon as he entered the door, he chased people and asked, "How was it? Did it succeed? Did anyone find out? Why didn't you come back all night?"

Jiang Xingye was silent for a moment: "..."

Fang Wenqi: "Huh?"

Recalling what happened yesterday, Jiang Xingye was a little speechless, and even the tooth mark on the back of his neck was still aching.

Tell the truth?

impossible!What a shame!

Jiang Xingye "hmm" out of conscience.

Fang Wenqi: "What does 'um' mean?"

Jiang Xingye: "...It's exactly what you want."

Fang Wenqi: "Oh, you really beat someone up, so be careful that he retaliates against you, after all, he may be a member of the royal family..."

Jiang Xingye really couldn't stand his roommate's nagging, pinched his red earlobes, stepped into the room, and shut the nagging outside the door.

Once in the room, he threw himself on the bed.

last night……

What the hell happened?Although he has no memory, something extraordinary must have happened.

Jiang Xingye rubbed the tooth marks on the back of his neck unconsciously. For some reason, he has always been physically strong and has a strong self-healing ability, but even now a tooth mark has not healed.

drop!

The notification sound interrupted Jiang Xingye's meditation.

A light curtain jumped out automatically, and an unread message was displayed on it.

Jiang Xingye clicked in and found that it was a group chat of the Mecha Pilot Department. There were class teachers and teaching directors in this group chat.

Jiang Xingye's eyes fell on the file name.

——Participating list of the 37th Six Mecha Academies Competition

The Emperor Star mech culture is prevalent, and mech academies are blooming everywhere. There are only six officially registered ones, which are located on different planets of the Emperor Star.

The competition of the Sixth Academy is held once every three years. Outstanding students from the six Mech Academys will gather together to win glory for their own Academy. Generally speaking, they are freshmen who have just entered the school for a year.

Those who perform well in the competition may directly graduate and enter the military department. It can be said that they will reach the sky in one step.So there is no student who does not want to participate in this competition.

Jiang Xingye estimated that his usual grades would definitely appear on this list, so he opened the file slowly.

According to the rules of the competition, each student can send eight groups of contestants, and each group consists of three people, namely the mech pilot, maintenance logistics and command, so there are eight places on the file.

Jiang Xingye pulled to the end.

No.

Not his name.

He looked back again, still nothing, the people on the list were all his defeated opponents.

"?"

Jiang Xingye closed the file, just in time to see a student jump out.

This student was probably too complacent, couldn't help but come out to ridicule him, and deliberately made fun of Jiang Xingye.

"Hoshino, why aren't you on the list? I thought you would go."

With a leader, others came out one after another. It seemed that their words were not aggressive, but they were full of yin and yang from head to toe.

"That's right, Jiang Xingye's grades in practice classes are so good that he can't go to the Sixth Academy to compete."

"Hey, don't talk about it, we are all classmates, and those who can't go will feel sad. Maybe he is secretly sad, so don't poke his wound."

"I just find it weird [smiles]"

"The sixth academy competition is a good opportunity to learn and improve. Jiang Xingye's grades are so good, it's a pity not to go."

Jiang Xingye clicked on the light curtain, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, it's such a pity, then just give me the spot."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone fell silent.

"Ha ha……"

"How can this quota be allowed?"

"It's all arranged by the department, even if I want to, there's nothing I can do."

At this time, the coach suddenly came out to speak: "I didn't expect you to be quite loving [slanting eyes]"

"That is."

"We are all in the same department, maybe we will be comrades in arms in the future."

"Yes, we are usually very united."

Coach: "Stop talking nonsense. At eight o'clock in the evening, the people on the list will gather in the training area and start the training camp."

"Yes!"

"Ok!"

Even so, there are still people who want to get angry: "Jiang Xingye, even if you can't participate in the Sixth Academy's trial, you can still come to our training camp to learn, lest we all go to the training camp and you have nothing to do."

Jiang Xingye laughed back angrily, and typed two words: "Okay, ah."

eight o'clock.

training area.

The eight mech piloting students on the list have arrived, they are either standing or sitting, and all of them are handsome and tall Alha.

After being quiet for a while, I didn't know who could speak first, and asked a question: "Will Jiang Xingye really come?"

A yellow hair said: "I don't think so, it's too embarrassing."

The person next to him echoed: "That's right, I didn't get selected to participate in the training camp. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do this."

Someone was curious: "Even if Jiang Xingye is a beta, but...but his grades are really good, why didn't he be selected?"

The red-haired Alha sitting on the steps said coldly: "It's just a beta."

The red-haired Alha is an aristocrat of Emperor Star, named Xie Lin. He also has the title of baron, so most people dare not mess with him.

As soon as these words came out, the curious classmate immediately shut up.

Xie Lin glanced around the people present, and said loudly: "What's more, this selection is not just based on the results."

Someone thought about it: "You mean the punishment?"

Two days ago, Jiang Xingye was punished for climbing over the wall and leaving school without permission. As a result, his name was no longer on the competition list.

"No wonder."

"It seems that ideology and morality are not enough."

"Not only depends on the grades, but also on the usual moral character."

"Papa—" There was a burst of applause at the door, "Well said!"

The attention of the people present was attracted, and they saw a figure walking over.

Jiang Xingye was wearing a set of black combat uniform, which was crisp and neat. The black curves made him look more slender with a slender waist and long legs.

Obviously, Jiang Xingye heard their conversation just now, as if he heard some joke, he couldn't help smiling.He said sincerely: "Then I would like to trouble everyone to conquer the opponents with noble character in the competition of the Sixth Academy, let them admit defeat and win back the championship for the school."

"Because you have nothing else to offer but that."

Hey!

All the alhas stood up, staring at the unexpected guest with piercing eyes.

Jiang Xingye was not stage-frightened, with a smile on his lips but contempt in his eyes, he elongated his tone lazily: "Is that right, the defeated generals—"