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But Murong Nuo's face became colder and colder. As a man, Murong Nuo didn't want Luo Yuanyuan to suffer and suffer, and to be able to protect Luo Yuanyuan under his wing for the rest of his life, that was what Murong Nuo wanted to do the most. But as a future marshal, his spouse must not be a weakling, and even the stronger the better. This is not stipulated by that law, but the marshal's wife itself is a high-risk profession, and no one can guarantee that she can protect another person 24 hours a day.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny!

Murong Gongzi is not happy, so naturally someone will be unlucky.

Luo Jinyan and his wife have no choice but to do it, Luo Yuanyuan can't afford to provoke them, Murong Nuo can only find Luo Xiuyuan to be angry!

Connect Luo Xiuyuan's light brain, and gently type on a character: "Children, bring me a few sets of your dual-purpose mecha with physical skills and mental power!"

Luo Xiuyuan stared at his light brain, and was stunned for a moment. The marshal son gave me a one-line contact! What a glorious. Luo Xiuyuan rubbed his eyes, looked at it seriously for half a minute, made sure that the content inside was true, and replied tremblingly: Brother Nuo, Yuanyuan personally created a mecha for you and your eldest brother, don't you know?

Don't know? You know? Is it?

This voice kept echoing in Murong Nuo's mind.

Murong Nuo's thin lips were slightly upturned, like a handsome face carved out of a carving knife, and his amber eyes shone with a delicate luster, which he couldn't see at all if he didn't look carefully, but those who were familiar with it knew at a glance that this iceberg lord was very happy.

Luo Yuanyuan is chatting with Luo Jinyan! I saw Murong Nuo's sudden good mood.

Hum! I don't chat seriously, but I actually send messages to others, and I'm so happy.

Our classmate Luo Yuanyuan is jealous!

Pretending to approach Murong Nuo's side inadvertently, he said with a smile: "Who sent the message to Brother Nuo, so happy, I'll take a look too." ”

Murong Nuo connived at Luo Yuanyuan to look at his bare brain, frank and unsuspecting.

There were two sentences in the light brain, which were clear at a glance, but Luo Yuanyuan's face was red and her ears were red, and she muttered: "It's all to blame on the little brother!" ”

What happened to Luo Xiuyuan?

Murong Nuo raised his eyebrows, thinking that it was time for him to go to the first school to visit the instructors of his alma mater.

Luo Yuanyuan shyly took out the two space buttons for the mecha from her room, looked at it again and again, took back the one with the orchid grass painted on it, put it in the pocket of her training uniform, and grabbed the ink bamboo painted on it in her hand, tightly.

In Luo Yuanyuan's heart, Luo Xiuyuan is like an orchid grass, and Murong Nuo is undoubtedly like a straight and straight ink bamboo. The same mecha of the two of them was drawn by Luo Yuanyuan with different patterns to show the difference.

Looking at Luo Yuanyuan's shy appearance, Murong Nuo only felt cute. Murong Nuo cooperatively stretched out his hand, palms up, and looked at Luo Yuanyuan with an encouraging smile on his face.

Luo Yuanyuan gritted her teeth, put the space button painted with the ink bamboo pattern in her hand into Murong Nuo's palm, and then said with a heroic look: "Look! Anyway, it's all designed by my brother, so I really don't blame me! ”

Luo Jinyan and Song Xinya were both laughing and silent at the moment, looking at the joke.

Murong Nuo's heart was furious, and he could only build it in his heart over and over again, no matter what Luo Xiuyuan designed, it was all made by Yuanyuan one part by one, and it was all Luo Yuanyuan's mind.

It took a long time to arm himself, Murong Nuo took a deep breath, went to the training room and opened the space button, and released the mecha.

With just one glance, Murong Nuo knew where Luo Jinyan's and his wife's expressions came from when they saw the joke.

Imperial law clearly stipulates that in order to protect patent rights, no two mechs can be more than 70% similar to each other. And the mecha in front of him is undoubtedly on the edge of the bottom line of the empire's laws. This mecha is basically a copy of the antique mecha of the Bank Series 7, except for some changes in details, this is no different from the Bank Series 7.

Luo Xiuyuan, how much do you love the Seven Galaxy?

Are you lazy? Or lazy? Or lazy?

Even if it's been more than 200 years since the invention of the Milky Way, you can't play like that!

This mecha is completely devastated by the poisoning and fever of the mecha! It's a human life!

Murong Nuo took a deep breath, and then entered this mecha.

Although similar on the outside, the interior is completely different from the seven galaxies. Continuing the tradition of the bank series, the control room of this mecha is relatively large among the mechas, different from the grievances of Luo Yuanyuan's mecha, the seats in this mecha can fully accommodate him, and it can also accommodate a mechanic who is about the same size as him.

In addition to the difference between physical skills and mental power, this mecha also continues the heavy mecha mode of heavy defense and light speed of the Galaxy series.

After driving the mecha for two laps and doing two sets of the first set of physical training movements, Murong Nuo walked down satisfied.

Standing beside Luo Yuanyuan, Murong Nuo stretched out his hand, rubbed Luo Yuanyuan's black hair, and said with a smile: "It's very good!" Thank you, Yuanyuan. ”

Luo Yuanyuan pouted, her face full of unhappiness.

Why does everyone like to rub people's hair? Not happy!

Luo Yuanyuan stood on tiptoe and stretched out her arms to touch back. It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes, how can a child of 1.6 meters cross the moat and touch the top of the head of a big man who is more than two meters old?

Murong Nuo saw Luo Yuanyuan's purpose, and bent down slightly, allowing Luo Yuanyuan to smoothly put his hand on his black hair.

A little hard, not like their own softness, is this an individual difference, or is it a difference between men and women?

Luo Yuanyuan was in a good mood and rubbed Murong Nuo's board in the same way as Murong Nuo, her black hair was slightly hard, and she was slashed in her hand, crispy and numb. It went straight to Luo Yuanyuan's heart.

Luo Yuanyuan withdrew her hand in a panic and pulled it tightly, but the touch was imprinted in her heart and made a heavy stroke.

When Luo Yuanyuan 'had had enough', Murong Nuo stood up straight and said with a smile: "Yuanyuan, when you grow up, let's be a mechanic for Brother Nuo!" With your production level, if you put it in the first school, you can slap the face of many guys who claim to be geniuses! Well! If you fan it, you'll definitely die. Slap in the face or something, I like it! ”

Luo Yuanyuan touched her little nose and smiled embarrassedly, "Brother Nuo is making fun of me!" My goal is to be a foodie and a chef, and the mechanic thinks too highly of me! ”

Although the children are all well-behaved, the sentence of letting Luo Yuanyuan be his mechanic is Murong Nuo's heartfelt invitation. Luo Yuanyuan is not good at math and uses formulas poorly, but Luo Yuanyuan's memory can make up for everything. As long as Luo Yuanyuan is allowed to participate in a mecha from the beginning of development, the maintenance problem of that lifetime will not be a problem.

Although Luo Yuanyuan is only thirteen years old, Murong Nuo has this confidence.

This is something that many mechanics can't do in their lifetime.

This is also a realm. (To be continued.) )