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Regardless of whether Han Tianjing went crazy after hearing it, the Secretary-General felt that he had collapsed first.

"It's like this, son." The Secretary-General explained patiently, "In your culture, Dad Han generally doesn't take four-letter names. Of course, I'm not saying that four-letter names are bad. They are called four-letter names, but there are too few of them.”

The protoss tilted his head: "It's better to have fewer talents, then I will be more unique, what's wrong?"

The secretary-general was about to turn into a big-headed fish, and tried hard to retort: ​​"...Let's put it this way, if your father calls you in the future, he needs to pronounce four syllables, how tiring, isn't it."

The protoss was thoughtful: "Han-ai-li-er-is this like this, it seems really long..."

"Do you think Dad's name is only three letters? My uncle's name is Aisa, and it's also two syllables. Four words are too long, and it's not easy to pick out nice and rhyming ones. It will be uncomfortable to shout." The Secretary-General is persuasive, and sincerely apologizes in his heart to all the friends with four-letter names he knows.

Of course it wasn't the four-letter name that was wrong, it was Han Ailier's weird combination!

The protoss read it over and over again, and gradually realized the problem, then raised his head happily and said, "I see, I can be called Han Aili!"

Secretary General: "..."

Is there a difference, is there a difference, what a difference!

The secretary-general was so worried that his scales fell off.

If you don't apply for an ID card, you are a black household, but to apply for an ID card, you need a name.

The protoss who consciously chose a good name happily circled around in circles, while the secretary-general sighed again and again, how could he prevent the three words Han Aili from appearing in the system file when applying for an ID card?

No, he had to give it a try—although Allie Fenscale didn't sound very good, but at least it was better than being named Han Tianjing.

Among other things, if Han Tianjing knew that he didn't stop him (and even encouraged the little mermaid to name it herself), he would probably drag him out to stew fish head soup.

Han Tianjing didn't know that he had an extra son with a strange name. In fact, he didn't have time to be surprised that a workaholic like the Secretary-General would take a vacation, because his stardust crystals were really not enough!

He miscalculated the stock—it was wrong, he probably missed the growth rate of the child, the food intake was small in one month, and the food intake also increased when he grew up. He could use the food for three days, but Han Tianjing realized that this was only one. I "eat" it all at night.

He didn't take that much, but it may be because he just returned from the battle and needed a lot of energy. When he got up the next day, he found that this little thing had sucked up all the food in the airtight cabin.

There is no way to scold the child, right? Han Tianjing touched his swollen belly and sighed repeatedly.

So he had to personally check the patrol logs of each base, and found to his relief and distress that everything in the star field was safe and there was no report of any Stardust Beast attack.

If there is no stardust beast, where can I go to get the crystallization, even if Fanye is a big family, it is estimated that all the wool has been squeezed out by now.

He sat on the soft recliner for a while.

——The reclining chair was sent by Dr. Luo Xia yesterday evening, and he was ordered to dispose of all the furniture in the house that was not up to standard, so now there are more large reclining chairs, soft sofa beds, thick carpets, and Each chair has its own little cushion.

God knows how Luoxia completed these projects in one night. Han Tianjing had reason to suspect that she had planned it for a long time, so she was able to complete the transformation quickly after Han Tianjing nodded.

According to the recipe left by the doctor, Xiao Wumei brought him today's lunch, because he just ate badly yesterday, so he has been asked to eat something that is easy to digest recently.

Inside the small cup was a bowl of fragrant fish porridge, sprinkled with chopped green onions to enhance the flavor, the soft texture and rich taste relieved Han Tianjing's restless mood a lot.

The main course was delicately arranged pan-fried veal steak and vegetables, and the dessert was the mango pie ordered by Han Tianjing himself.

Han Tianjing seldom asks for a certain kind of food. He grew up on the deserted star, and his appetite has indeed become much weaker because of it, but pregnancy may really affect his physiological state.

It was still in the morning when he got up for morning exercises, but he saw an airship in the distance with huge advertising banners hanging slowly over the capital——

It says "xxxxx fresh mangoes from xxxxx".

Han Tianjing's eyes automatically filtered invalid information, and only saw the words "fresh mango".

I want to eat a little.

Well, I really want to eat.

Xiao Wumei is an efficient AI, she went out on the spot, and half an hour later, the mango sauce used to make the filling was in the process of preparation.

Han Tianjing had a good time. Although the doctor reminded him not to eat too much, he couldn't help but ate three mango pies before stopping.

After dinner, he was going to take a nap at noon, but Han Tianjing woke up within a few minutes.

He frowned subconsciously and touched his lower abdomen.

——Why does my stomach hurt again!

It shouldn't be, in order to prevent abdominal pain from eating too much, although he ate three mango pies, he left a little steak, which shouldn't be too much!

After running to the toilet twice, Han Tian's camera was overcast, and while scratching his itchy eyelids, he dialed Luo Xia's communication.

"Doctor, I—"

"Han Tianjing!" Luo Xia on the opposite side of the video was terrified, "What's wrong with you, are you crying?"

Han Tianjing scratched the corner of his eyes subconsciously, but still said in a serious tone: "Doctor, are you also stressed?"

Jagged God of War Han Tianjing, cry?

His adjutant Aosha once joked, saying, sir, are you born with such a bloody face? I can't imagine you crying when you were a child.

"Tianjing, have you looked in the mirror?"

Han Tianjing was taken aback.

He hurried to the bathroom to take a look, only to find in shock that his entire eye circles were red.

Although it didn't swell too obviously, it was ridiculously red, as if he had just cried, not only around his eyes, but also his lips. He looked like he was secretly biting his lips and crying, not only his eyes were red from crying, but his mouth was also red. Bite swollen!

Luo Xia is a doctor after all, and quickly realized the truth: "Tian Jing, are you allergic, where did you go just now?"

Han Tianjing was also surprised by this conclusion, he replied: "Always at home."

"Have you eaten anything?"

Han Tianjing: "Steak, fish porridge, mango pie."

"..." Luo Xia raised his forehead, "Have you ever had a history of mango allergies?"

"I know that mangoes are easy to cause people's allergies, but I have never had one. I used to eat mangoes often." Han Tianjing replied.

Luo Xia looked at Han Tianjing without a word: "If you're talking about mango-flavored nutrient solution, it's not called eating mango."

Han Tianjing was silent for a while, then replied, "I thought it contained mango puree."

"...What dream are you doing?" Luo Xia was completely speechless.

Ten minutes later, the travel-worn doctor appeared in Han Tianjing's bedroom with a tired face, and began to think about whether he should live here permanently.

"Mangoes contain a lot of ingredients that are prone to allergies, especially those that are not too ripe. And I also said that people's physique will change during pregnancy. You may have a slight reaction at first, but it will be multiplied during pregnancy, which makes sense. Yes." Luo Xia said while giving Han Tianjing some special allergy medicine, "It is reasonable to say that it will subside in a few hours, but you are now... well, I hope it will be fine in a few hours."

Han Tianjing frowned, but said nothing.

Just at this moment, Donglai called.

The first sentence from the big mouth over there was: "Hey, Lao Han, why don't you turn on the camera?"

Han Tianjing rubbed his itchy eyes, and replied helplessly, "What's the matter, tell me."

"Come and fight!" Donglai chattered happily, "You finally took a vacation, but you went out to perform some secret missions every three days. Is this what you call a vacation? On vacation, you have to eat, drink, have fun, and do what you like. Things! So come and fight with me!"

The doctor's hair stood on end when he heard it, and he shook his head crazily—quickly refuse, don't play with this kind of insignificant guy!

Han Tianjing sneered: "That's what you like, why should I do what you like when I'm on vacation?"

Donglai tilted his head in the video, blinked at Han Tianjing's black screen, and replied playfully, "Let's satisfy my friend's poor little wish!"

Han Tianjing was unmoved, and replied with a sneer: "The whole league knows that we are 'opponents'."

Donglai shouted: "And what you should know is that the six words 'the whole league knows' itself represent nonsense! Come on, come on, are you dying, old Han, I heard that you are going out for a while , it would take a lot of effort to beat up the White King's family, I don't think you can do it—"

"No time, play by yourself." Han Tianjing said, unceremoniously hung up the communication directly.

Dong Lai jumped up angrily: "What are you doing, why are you so indifferent, you don't even show your face!"

The Zerg held the communicator depressedly, and muttered: "No, the situation seems a little abnormal. I have provoked him so much. Shouldn't he just rush over and beat me up? When will Han Tianjing be able to bear me saying that he is not as good as the White King's family?" Is it? By the stars, is something wrong?"

After thinking about it, the Zerg jumped up and called Pascal directly.

"Hey Ye Deng, have you seen Han Tianjing recently?"

The Night Elder on the other side of the video was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, his body was awakened, but his soul was still immersed in a dream.

Half a minute later, Pascal was furious: "You are fucking dead! Call me to find Han Tianjing in broad daylight, you are dead! Donglai, wash your neck and wait!"

Dong Lai was extremely excited immediately: "It's just in time! The No. [-] Training Base in the Eastern District!"

"You--dead--" After the communication was hung up, the angry roar seemed to echo in the air.

The Night Elders who were woken up are now suffering from severe lack of sleep, resulting in an extremely irritable temper. They tore off a set of combat uniforms on the spot, rushed out of the house, and flew directly to the place Donglai said in 3 minutes, attacking like a storm. To Zerg.

Ping-pong-pong-boom-boom-dang-

After a burst of explosive noise, a Zerg and a Yeling lay side by side in the pit that was smashed out of the training ground, panting, Dong Lai only felt that the fight was hearty, and laughed, while Yeling was next to him, trying to open his eyelids, Don't go straight to sleep.

"Hey, night cat, do I need to carry you to bed?" the Zerg continued to provoke.

"Get out, you're so disgusting, forget it." Pascal was angry, "What's the matter with you today, why don't you mess with Han Tianjing, you come and mess with me, I sleep well during the day! Oh, Han Tianjing ignored you, right?"

Dong Lai's expression froze, and there was a trace of worry in his expression, and he asked, "Pascal, how long has it been since you saw Han Tianjing?"

Pascal replied angrily: "Why, you fell in love with him, and seeing each other every day feels like three autumns?"

Donglai frowned: "I'm asking about your business."

Pascal was stunned for a moment, and replied seriously: "It's almost two months, he's not chasing the Star Pirates outside, he just came back, what's the matter."

"I haven't seen him for four months. The last time I saw him was when he just came back and came to fight with me, and then I haven't seen him again. I think he is a bit hiding, especially in the recent paragraph Time." Although Dong Lai had a big mouth, his nerves were still very sensitive. When he said this, Pascal frowned.

"You're right. It shouldn't be his turn to go after star thieves. It's no problem for him to be in command. It's not a problem to go to the front line." Pascal thought for a while, "At first, there was a problem with Blue Weaving Star. Hmm... that one is indeed worthy of his battle, but I remember that they caught the protoss that got mixed into it at that time, by the way, that protoss seems to have been brought back by Han Tianjing."

Donglai was taken aback: "Huh? Bring back a Protoss?"

Pascal frowned: "Have you read the daily summary report?"

Dong Lai blushed, and replied nonchalantly: "I saw it."

"Then you should know that there is a protoss in the star-struck base!" Pascal said.

Donglai sat up abruptly: "Have you visited?"

The Night Elder sneered: "I'll see what that little thing is doing."

"It is impossible for Han Tianjing to bring back a Protoss for no reason. If, just in case, once in 800 years, he catches a protoss that makes trouble, shouldn't he be thrown into the Star Abyss, right? Bringing it back to the Capital Star is a matter of What, this is His Majesty's domain!" Dong Lai asked with wide-eyed eyes, there was no need to express his unfinished intentions, Pascal had already received Dong Lai's meaning.

Ye Ling remembered the joystick on Han Tianjing's spacecraft, and replied firmly on the spot: "Impossible, you have a little confidence in Han Tianjing, no matter how bad he is with Ye Huang, he will not do anything harmful to the alliance."

The bright moon in the night sky of the Alliance, this is not only what the Emperor Ye said, but also every citizen agrees from the bottom of their hearts.

"Of course I know what Tianjing is thinking. I trust him, but I am just afraid that he is a human being. It is difficult for humans to understand the meaning of the protoss. What if he really doesn't know that rebelling against the Night Emperor is really harmful to the alliance?" Donglai retorted.

Ye Ling sneered again: "Have you been Han Tianjing for so many years and haven't learned to improve after leaving Desolate Star? Besides, can you trust His Majesty, that His Majesty will let the God of War of the Alliance go to war with you?"

Pascal firmly thought that the joystick on the Chenji was the embodiment of Yehuang's energy. Since one must have two, he didn't believe that Han Tianjing's other necessary places were clean without Yehuang's intervention!

A black object, black with gold markings—

Pascal hissed.

In Han Tianjing's house, is there a cat-shaped smart butler with black background and golden pupils?

The author has something to say: Ye Deng: It's surveillance!

Yehuang: This is not my family, Mingyue, please listen to my explanation.