Be a heartthrob in the Shura field

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In addition to the patrolling guards with guns at the gate of the military academy, there are also many students returning to school one after another. Those with sensitive ears heard the shocking words.

Tan Yu's every move has always attracted much attention in the military academy.

Beauty and talent are scarce resources no matter where they are, not to mention military academies are gathering places for worshipers of extreme power.

Tan Yu was No. 1 in the entrance examination that year. The posts on the exchange forum that day were all discussing whether the underage high-cold beauty has a boyfriend or girlfriend, and why he is a beta and not an omega.

Since then, because of Tan Yu's indifferent attitude towards other people to the point of ignorance, his eyes on nothing but his studies and mechas, and his fiancé Shi Yingxing's strong sense of presence, he has gradually become an unpicked flower in the hearts of military students.

Now, Kaolin Blossom says that the mecha opponent is his slave.

The opponent in this mech competition is last year's comprehensive No.1, alpha Ge Huanhan, a new alpha genius recognized by the school after Tan Yu.

Someone has posted live on the forum.

——Shocked, this is the relationship between Kaolin Flower and No.1!

——"The Flower of Gaoling in the Mecha Game: I Beat My Slave"

——Ah, does Shi Yingxing know that his wife is bullying A outside...

Considering the complex relationship between Shi, Ge, and Tan, Tan Chenze couldn't help but carefully looked Ge Huanhan up and down, and said, "Brother, your hobbies are very special."

Ge Huanhan's whole body was full of blood. If it was in private, he might be able to bear it, but in public...he stared at Tan Yu and sneered: "You just act fast for a while, you will fight in the mecha competition." It's a complete loss."

If Tan Yu was an alpha, he would have already started.

He doesn't touch omega.

Tan Yu... In his eyes, there is no difference between Omega and Omega.

As he said that, Ge Huanhan was about to leave in a flick of his sleeves when suddenly his cheeks became hot and he pressed a hand to his face.

The palm is warm, the fingertips are slightly cold, gently caressing his left cheek, this is Tan Yu's hand.

Tan Yu remained expressionless as usual, but his sea-blue eyes were filled with obvious interest, which made him look a bit like an ordinary person.Ge Huanhan used to suspect that this person also had alien blood from time to time. He looked at anyone, sometimes as if he was looking at a tool or a piece of paper, and his emotions rarely fluctuated.

The boy said slowly: "Are you angry?"

These words brought Ge Huanhan back to reality, the remaining warmth and touch on his cheeks reminded him of what happened just now, Tan Yu caressed his face, comforting him like a pet.

The instinct of the Zerg in the body clamored to respond to his partner, pressed him in the flower bed at the gate of the military academy, tore off the neat and clean shirt, and blocked his soft mouth so that he could not say such humiliating words.

The place Ge Huanhan was touched unconsciously burned and became hot. He stared at the downcast face of the young man in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "...otherwise."

"Then beat me in the mech competition."

Tan Yu raised his face, stretched out his hand to grab Ge Huanhan's collar, leaned closer and whispered to him, his soft lips touched his earlobe: "If you lose, tell the world that I am your master, if it's the other way around , I will be your slave."

The hot and humid air caressed his ears, and accompanied by the words "wish for bets" flowed into Ge Huanhan's mind, arousing a shudder, and he almost reflexively grabbed Tan Yu, who was staring at him with a smile that was not a smile. look at him.

This is the Tan Yu he has never seen before, the young man's high-spirited and confident side,

In the afternoon, the bet is himself.

Ge Huanhan's throat tightened, and he felt even thirstier, and unconsciously licked the roof of his mouth.

He said, "You're doomed, Tan Yu."

...Because he already wanted this person.

Tan Yu didn't answer, he broke away from his hand like a fish, turned around and walked towards the school gate.

The rest of the people didn't hear that whisper, they only knew that Tan Yu had formally declared a war against Ge Huanhan, and wondered why the two men were full of gunpowder.

Tan Chenze also found it fresh, and said with a smile: "Which one of you is better?"

Ge Huanhan glanced at him, and found that this younger brother didn't look like Tan Yu, and immediately lost interest in talking: "Almost."

"He has a bad temper," Tan Chenze said slowly, "Sometimes I can't help him. He won't offend anyone at school, right? Sigh."

Ge Huanhan had a subtle feeling that Tan Chenze seemed to be swearing sovereignty to him.

Tan Yu returned to the dormitory and watched military news on the channel.

The defenders of z8h were attacked by anti-imperial rebels and suffered heavy losses.

He read the report carefully and went on to write the coded letter.

Except for special circumstances, Tan Yu does not use electronic network communication to communicate with his superiors, which is not safe. Instead, he has returned to the era of paper and pen letters these days.

Third-year students are allowed to participate in the imperial military project, and some outstanding students can even officially enter the job. Tan Yu is a second-year student, but because of his outstanding grades and his backing from the teacher's family, he also came into contact with a military project last month. It involves arming the fleet on planet z8h.

A cadet during the day and intelligence work at night.

[Participate in the anti-imperial revolution in the empire, why bother. 】

Talk about ignoring it.

The system is helpless: [Mecha Race was mentioned in the original book without mentioning the outcome, but because of your declaration of war, you must win to make him a slave. 】

"I know."

[Are you sure you can defeat the hero?He is the number one mecha player in the military academy stamped in the book. 】

"you guess."

【…】

The system is very clear that Tan Yu's image is not pure cannon fodder. He is a beta who can enter the Central Military Academy and ranks among the top in various assessments, especially in mecha combat courses. He may not be inferior to Ge Huanhan. However, Tan Yu The love of the anti-imperial revolution allowed the system to calculate incalculable risks.

The system tries to quickly promote the bloody main line and increase Tan Yu's cannon fodder daily, so as to further disrupt the entanglement between Tan, Ge, and Shi.

Tan Yu pulled out the light screen, just in time for the news of Shi Yingxing to appear, glanced at it casually, the other party first asked about the schedule of the mecha competition simulation, his tone was rigid as if the superior ordered the subordinates, and the second message mentioned Shi's family For the birthday banquet, I asked Tan Yu if he would accompany him to attend.

He replied one by one.

The opposite side returned in seconds.

--it is good.

--go to bed early.

Tan Yu put away the light screen, took his clothes and went into the bathroom. When he came out again, the screen flickered. He thought it was a message from Shi Yingxing, but when he clicked on it, he found that it was [99..] unread letters, all kinds of messages from the public address book of the military academy. Classmates, some from other sources, almost crowded his mailbox, and he opened a few of them at random, all of which were confession letters, and secretly took photos of him on the way to the classroom.

A familiar name popped up, and the content of the letter was blank.

Eusiliano.

This year's freshman, he cleaned up the demonstration in the mecha fighting class once. Before that, he sent him a garbled email, and after that, it was either a blank letter or a fight.

There are too many defeated opponents under his command. The reason why Tan Yu remembers him is because this alpha's attitude is so weird that it is surprising. A cold and sharp look of disgust.

There is everyone in the military academy.

Tan Yu scrolled through the information boringly, found [Chu Hua]'s contact information, and typed this year's funding Jinfa on the link.

At this time, a new message popped up from Ge Huanhan.

—I'm here, open the door.

——?

——Are you not in the dormitory?

Tan Yu wiped her hair and replied: "Wait a minute."

Opening the door of the dormitory, there was indeed a young man standing at the door.

Tan Yu didn't expect Ge Huanhan to be so trustworthy, he really went to the appointment resolutely when he was asked to work as a slave in the dormitory earlier.

Probably still angry, he glanced up at him for a few seconds and then looked away in disgust. Tan Yu turned to let him in. The single dormitory in the military academy was remodeled from a double room. It was still two beds, and the area was narrow. There are two therapeutic equipment and a birdcage stored by the door, making it even more cramped.

When Ge Huanhan entered the door, he was almost close to Tan Yu who was standing by the side, his shoulders were covered by the fabric, and he didn't know where he rubbed against the warm skin of the young man. He froze and couldn't help but move back a little. The yellow bird in the cage chirped at him.

A yellow bird with round mung bean eyes, a pink beak chirping, and a bad attitude... It looks like a master.

"This is my swing."

Tan Yu closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed, the yellow bird also flew out of the cage and landed on his hand.

The first time they met, Ge Huanhan discovered that Tan Yu's complexion was really white, and in such a dim light, his whole body seemed to be shining like the moonlight.

On the one hand, Ge Huanhan had some unspeakable thoughts about Tan Yu, and on the other hand, he was annoyed at the other party's humiliation. The intertwining of the two made his emotions extremely complicated, especially now that the boy was sitting on the bed - wearing only a bathrobe, Draped loosely on the body, the bird's claws barely slipped off the shoulders.

He suspects that Tan Yu lacks basic gender awareness because betas cannot be marked. Doesn't he understand that alpha's nature desires to conquer everything besides possessing o?

The young man flicked the light screen as if no one was there, and the glistening light shrouded his face. From this angle, he lowered his head, revealing a thin white neck in the loose collar of the bathrobe, the color of jade, covered with dripping water. The ends of my hair are dripping wet.

Ge Huanhan's eyes were involuntarily fixed on the opponent's body, looking up, it was the ten fingers pinching the light screen...

Suddenly, he met the boy's calm blue eyes.

"You have to sleep on the floor." Tan Yu said.

"..." Ge Huanhan's interest suddenly cooled down.

There were two beds in the room, but the other bed in the single room was a furnishing without a board.

"In ancient times, slaves slept at the feet of their masters."

Tan Yu continued flipping through the video of last year's mech competition on the light screen without looking up.

Ge Huanhan stared at him.In the past, slaves not only slept at the feet, slaves also warmed the bed of their masters... a kind of modified term.

The beautiful and noble young nobleman and the slaves on his bed are turned into red waves every night.

"Why didn't you say that all the slaves rebelled later?"

Ge Huanhan refuted difficultly.

Tan Yu frowned: "You talk too much."

Sleeping on the floor at night, Ge Huanhan couldn't sleep.

Not because of the floor, but another person in the room.

In the middle of the night, Ge Huanhan faintly heard the slight movements of the boy on the bed. He got out of bed and passed by with slow and light footsteps.The room was dark, with only sporadic moonlight projected on the floor. Ge Huanhan caught a glimpse of the young man holding a water glass and drinking water with his head down at the table.

A pair of white and naked calves were straight and slender, and the hem of the bathrobe swayed when she walked.

... step on his hand.

"I shouldn't have let you in," the boy frowned, looking down at him condescendingly, "...in the way."

After Tan Yu finished speaking, he bent his legs and was about to go to bed, when he was suddenly grabbed by his ankle.

The thin calluses on the young man's fingertips felt rough to the touch, and the fingertips touched his calf, and the force between the fingers slowly tightened.In the dark night, the boy's slender legs and ankles were shackled by the strong hands of a wheat-colored man, like a white deer stepping on a trap in the jungle.

Tan Yu was puzzled: "Are you sleepwalking?"