I'm a professional

The two kept a safe distance all the way until Lu Zhuo Baimu was sent back to the room.

After entering, Bai Mu subconsciously wanted to send someone out, but he quickly realized that although he had occupied the place for a month and a half, it was actually the room for the two of them—well, to put it mildly... this It's Lu Zhuo's house.

Bai Mu, who has already started to invite people out: ...

This tm is very embarrassing.

However, Lu Zhuo didn't seem to notice any problem. He conveniently put the glass of milk on the bedside, opened the closet familiarly, found a few sets of clothes from inside, and said "good night" to Bai Mu with a calm attitude. ’, and left.

Bai Mu: "..."

There seems to be something wrong, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Bai Mu thought there was nothing wrong with it, but Chris didn't think so.

Obviously, he felt that there was a big problem here.

The old butler was standing on the only way from the master bedroom to the guest room. When he saw Lu Zhuo approaching, although he had expected it, he still couldn't help but show some disapproval.

Lu Zhuo's scalp tingled from being stared at by the old housekeeper.

Under this kind of gaze, he still couldn't walk over with a natural expression.The two made eye contact, and Lu Zhuo explained as if admitting defeat, "I think he needs a little adaptation period...he's even afraid of me..."

Chris asked calmly, "One month and sixteen days?"

Lu Zhuo was as silent as a dumb.

The old housekeeper sighed, "This kid is also a victim...you shouldn't target him..."

Lu Zhuo immediately retorted, "I didn't!"

But under the other party's insightful eyes, his final voice dropped.

The Lu family has always been an opponent of the "gene matching theory", and the matching rate of Lu Zhuo's parents is even less than 50%.

That kind of marriage that doesn't care about the environment and personality, but only relies on genes to form a marriage, all for the purpose of producing a stronger next generation...

When Lu Zhuo was younger—at that time he was not Marshal Lu, but the young master of the Lu family—he even dared to slap the table and yell at those people, "What's the difference between this and a reproductive machine?!"

But when he denounced the "disgusting" things, he now has to admit it for the support of the parliament.

Otherwise...

Those people don't care about the rebels, they just kill some civilians - the alliance is so big, people die every day, don't they?What's more, with the defensive power of the capital star, the group of civil organization rebels will never be able to break in. Since there is no threat to them, the group of profit-oriented people will not go to war.

They are willing to spend those expenses on promoting their "ideas" in order to prepare for winning votes in the next election.

For example, the idea of ​​"gene theory": Look, Marshal Lu has also supported it with actions...

……

But no matter what, Lu Zhuo bowed his head.

But Lu Zhuo, who was already much more stable, was still naive in choosing candidates - he kicked out all the familiar surnames on the list, all the names related to the parliament...all out.

——It is because of this that the information of "Lin Baimu" has the opportunity to appear in front of him.

I'm afraid those people in the council didn't expect Lu Zhuo to be so ruthless, after all, it wouldn't do him any good.

But no matter how disgusting those people are, it cannot be denied that he really lost completely this time.

Lu Zhuo didn't dare to say what he did before - he left before the wedding was over, and then disappeared for half a month - there was no reason to vent his anger...

He was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Chris shook his head, "You shouldn't have said that to me."

Lu Zhuo: "..."

He pursed his lips, "I'll go."

Bai Mu had no way of knowing about the conversation that night.

He thinks it might be because he not only "magnanimously" forgave the protagonist Gong's disappearance, but also "gentle and considerate" went over to deliver the milk.

These actions finally aroused the protagonist Gong's conscience, he finally stopped using the extra omega at home as a background board, and solemnly apologized for his negligent behavior a few days ago.

Bai Mu: "..."

You don't have to.

I couldn't help but lament in my heart: ... If I had known earlier, he wouldn't have given it away.

What's more, he drank the last glass of milk by himself.

The busyness of the military seems to have come to an end for the time being, and Lu Zhuo's time at home is gradually getting longer - at least he sleeps at home at night, of course, in the guest room.

For Bai Mu, this is not good news.

It is inevitable that the quality of life will decline, but it is inevitable to be restrained.

——Especially in the case of an old housekeeper who worked hard to create conditions for the husband and wife at home.

Bai Mu, who was once again freed by Chris to deliver food and drinks: ...

To be honest, Bai Mu didn't think it was useful.

But because the place he was going this time was the mecha room, Bai Mu agreed very quickly.

Which boy didn't have a Gundam dream when he was a child?

Bai Mu had been to the interstellar world before, but at that time the main battlefield of the protagonist Gongshou was in the entertainment industry. As a cannon fodder, of course he had to follow the protagonist Gongshou, so he had to major in the Department of Acting with tears in his eyes, but it was rare for him to be stubborn. Bundle.

——he minored in mech design.

If it wasn't for the limitations of the system, he would even want to minor in mecha combat.

It is conceivable that Bai Mu was the first fierce person to come to the university when he chose these two majors at the same time - he was too showy and almost overturned.

Fortunately, he was finally rescued by his on-the-spot reaction.

However, these are things in the past, the important thing is now...

Bai Mu walked towards the mech room with his dinner in his hands, his footsteps rarely brisk.

This is simply the most willing time he gave food to the protagonist Gong Gong.

Thinking of seeing one of the world's top mechs in a while, he couldn't help but jump for joy.

……

Bai Mu felt that the Lu family's house could even be regarded as half an underground fortress.

The part on the ground is no different from an ordinary residence, but the underground... there is even a mech room!

——This is an iceberg model!

These places are of course restricted, but as the half-owner of the Lu family, Bai Mu has unimpeded access to most places in the house.

He followed the direction Chris said, but was blocked by a wall.

Just when Bai Mu thought he was going in the wrong direction, the wall parted, revealing a part of the recognition module, "Facial recognition... identity verification... iris recognition..."

Bai Mu: Oh shit!

The system thought he was worried and didn't go, so he quickly explained, "It's just simple facial feature recognition and iris recognition... As long as the host is willing, there are now more than three ways to crack its system..."

In short... low level.

Bai Mu: "No need."

In fact, he just sighed with emotion as a routine, after all, he has not enjoyed the convenience of high technology for two consecutive worlds.

And crack what?He also planned to stay in Lu's house safely for a while, and it's better not to have anything happen.

Mecha, there is always a chance to see it again.

Just as Bai Mu was about to turn around and leave, there was an electronic voice saying "identity verification passed" from the front.

Bai Mu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he even had the authority here.

The entire wall rose slowly, revealing the pure black ground inside.Bai Mu knew this material. It was a kind of rock ore produced in the Lola galaxy, and it was also the main component of the air-raid shelter.

These thoughts just flashed by, Bai Mu looked inside, but there was no sign of Lu Zhuo.

He was a little strange. Could it be that Chris had misremembered that Lu Zhuo was not in the mecha room?

Bai Mu should have gone back, if it wasn't for the big guy standing next to him——

Smooth lines outline its shape, and the metal shell reflects faint cold light.It didn't start, but it just stood there quietly, showing a sense of power without words.

—Mecha!

real!Complete Mecha!

Bai Mu:! ! !

Bai Mu was staring at the mech with piercing eyes, when a voice suddenly shouted in his ear, "Stay away!!"

A sense of oppression swept over, Bai Mu was cautious so many times, and finally overturned once.

—he knelt down...

His knee hit the ground firmly, and the soup in his hand was overturned. At the critical moment, he finally remembered to turn his wrist back—he must not let these things splash on the precious mecha! ! !

So... the shirt on his body suffered.

At this time, Lu Zhuo had also come close.

He ignored Bai Mu who was next to him. He checked the mech first, and he was relieved to see that there was no damage.

Bai Mu understands this very well, if he has such a mecha, it will only be more precious than this.

The oppressive feeling relaxed slightly, and Bai Mu was finally able to stand up.

Before he could sort out his mess, he met Lu Zhuo's frowning, "How did you get in here?!"

He asked this question, but his eyes fell on the entry record behind, and he got the answer without Bai Mu opening his mouth—Chris actually gave him the authority here as well. Lu Zhuo's expression became even colder, but he still restrained himself The anger was not exposed any more.

He said, "You go back."

After a pause, he added, "Don't come here in the future."

Bai Mu has been waiting for this sentence for the past few days, and he has long since grown impatient.

only……

He glanced at the big guy next to him with some regret: "It's a pity that I won't be able to see mechs in the future."

Or could he make one for himself?

As Bai Muren walked out, such an idea popped into his mind.

After thinking about it carefully, he actually felt that with his current status, it was not impossible...

Moreover, the physical fitness level of "Lin Baimu" is an extremely rare B in Omega, which happens to be the minimum standard for mecha permission-of course it is not the kind used for combat.

The more I think about it, the more I think it can be done.

If it wasn't for the reminder from the system, he would almost lose control of his expression.

Bai Mu was so engrossed in thinking that he completely forgot about his current embarrassment. He just wished he could go back to the house now and check the information carefully.

However, when he walked through the living room and met Chris' shocked eyes, he finally remembered his current image.

The soup was still dripping from the bottom of the clothes, Bai Mu lowered his head, and saw a green vegetable leaf hanging on his button.

He couldn't help turning his head, and sure enough, the cleaning housekeeping robot followed him all the way.

——Fortunately, this is not a human being, otherwise he would have pointed at Bai Mu's nose and cursed.

Bai Mu, who was belatedly aware of it: ...

Fuck, what a shame!

Was there anyone on the way just now? !

This embarrassment was also swept away by him, and the second speed was cleaned up.

After all, the thickness of Bai Yingdi Mu's skin has already been stamped by the system.

He immediately followed the reaction that "Lin Baimu" should have, as if he had just recovered from a trance, showing a look of panic, "I'm sorry, I...I'll clean it up right away!!"

He was reprimanded by his own alpha just now, as a slender omega, he is in a trance...it should be normal, right?

I'm sorry, Brother Lu, you can take this blame for a while.

Bai Mu smeared the protagonist Gong without any guilt, and then quickly, quickly slipped away.

The boy walked so fast that Chris didn't even have time to ask what happened.

Just watching the slender figure disappear from sight, he couldn't help frowning bit by bit.

The author has something to say: Marshal Lu does not let his wife touch the mecha now, and there will always be times when he will cry and beg his wife to get on the mecha #笑笑.jpg#