Love your pet egg

Morn sent Caesar downstairs in the dormitory, told him to take care of himself, and finally gave his brother a military communication device:

"In the future, I will call this communicator when I contact you. This function is much better than your optical brain." Lieutenant General Moen looked away a little guilty, and coughed uncomfortably, "Your schedule and class schedule Well, give me one."

Caesar was very strange. His brother had been in the army all year round. Although the two brothers had a good relationship, they rarely communicated with each other. Why did they suddenly send him a communication device and ask for their own class schedule?

But his elder brother's majesty had been lingering for too long, and Caesar didn't dare to ask any questions. He obediently took the communicator with him, and even passed on his own schedule.

Mo En touched his nose and patted his younger brother on the shoulder:

"Go up, brother will come to see you later."

After finishing speaking, Moen regretted a little. After the guide entered the academy, he no longer belonged to a family, but the precious treasure of the empire. After matching with a suitable sentinel, the ownership of the guide belongs to the sentinel. After the guide enters the academy until graduation, Family members are not allowed to visit anymore.

Moen was able to send his younger brother here all the time, which already took advantage of his prominent family background.

Sure enough, after Moen said this, Caesar's eyes turned red.

He hugged the doll who was almost his age, looked at Mo En, bit his lip, and wanted to cry.

In Moen's view, it is an honor to become a senior guide and serve the best sentinel in the empire in the future. He didn't understand where his younger brother's fear of looking at the wizarding academy like a tiger came from, and Moen sighed :

"You don't have to be so afraid, the senior guides of the entire empire spent the most important three years of their lives here, only here can you get the best care..."

Caesar's tears were already falling.

Guides are so weak and troublesome. Moen, who had failed countless blind dates with senior guides, raked his hair irritably. At this moment, a red figure passed by his eyes, and he shouted hastily:

"Phoenix Eleven!"

"Eh?" Eleven was carrying two small boxes, which are all kinds of daily necessities uniformly distributed by the Guidance Academy, and there was a chocolate-skinned boy walking with him. At this time, he turned his head and looked at Mo En, "You call me?"

Moen laughed when he heard the little guide speak, his voice was crisp and ding-dong like a bell, and every word popped out full of vitality, and compared with his younger brother who was pear blossoms and raining in front of him, Moen had to admit that the boy in red was indeed very Especially, no wonder even monsters like the Marshal noticed him.

Moen tried his best to pull out an amiable smile, and pointed at Caesar:

"My brother is in the same dormitory as you. He is young. Please take care of him in the future, okay?"

Eleven has been the youngest since he was a child, and he has always been taken care of by others. This is the first time someone asked him to take care of someone younger than him. He looked at Caesar, a delicate and weak boy was Sobbing and choking, Xiao Fenghuang suddenly felt a sense of heroism as a big brother, he patted his small chest:

"No problem! Leave it to me!"

Morn really laughed out loud, he looked at Caesar:

"You see Feng Shishi is two years older than you, he is so sensible, you have to learn more from him in the future, you know?"

Caesar raised his wet and red eyes to quietly look at Eleven, and nodded.

Eleven thought for a while, combined the two small suitcases into one hand, walked over to hold Caesar's hand, and gave him a friendly smile:

"Let's go!"

Caesar stopped crying all of a sudden, and followed Eleven's footsteps, and the boy with chocolate complexion followed closely behind. Moen thought that he was indeed the guide that the Marshal caught in his eyes, but within a short time, the boy in red unexpectedly There are loyal followers.

Moen watched the three little guides walk into the magnificent and towering dormitory building together, with a sly smile on his lips.

After being confused by the marshal's scolding, Moen decisively appealed to Allen for help. Only now did he know why the marshal would yell at him, "I want you to use your fart!", and finally understood why Ji Hanchuan More than 30 chief guards were changed, and the picky and irritable Lion King was not satisfied until Allen was born.

Damn, this Chief of Guard Allen is simply a roundworm in the marshal's stomach. He is anxious about what the marshal wants and thinks about what the marshal thinks. For love, Allen's assist strategy has been written in PlanABCDEFG!

As the love mentor of the whole army and Marshal Xie Yuhua, Chief of Guard Alan, after receiving the information provided by Moen, he immediately drew up a battle plan to "conquer the little guide in red" without even asking for instructions. ".

Moen was hesitant at first, but Allen successfully persuaded him to abandon his sense of shame.

Allen asked him: "Do you know how the rotten leaves of the cabbage gang in the cabinet commented on our marshal?"

"I know," Moen said honestly, "a grumpy old hooligan."

"That's right," Allen said earnestly, "We are soldiers brought out by the marshal, and we can't compare with the marshal in terms of temper, but this rascal, work hard, we can still keep up!"

Morn was enlightened again, and he was totally cast towards Allen.

"So, what should I do next?"

Allen said: "Know yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles. Before the marshal makes a move, we have to scout out the enemy's situation, figure out the way this little guide is, who he is, what he likes and dislikes, and most importantly, we have to know what he likes." What type of sentinel, wait until the marshal makes a shot before he can formulate the best attack plan and hit it with one hit!"

SO, Lieutenant General Moen sent out the incomparably precious legion-made communicator.

Using the highest-level communicator in the empire to track down a small guide, once someone finds out, it is enough to be sent to a court-martial. However, Lieutenant General Moen is not only true, he even wants to blow a few whistles, which is better than facing the marshal. All kinds of drills and ravages/ravages by the irascible Lion King, what is a court-martial!

At this moment, Moen's communicator flickered, and Allen asked impatiently: "Are you ready, brother!"

"Of course!" Moen said without shame, "I put the tracker on my brother as you ordered. He lives in the same room as that little guide. Tracking my brother is equivalent to tracking the little guide!"

"Wow!" In the information monitoring room of the headquarters of the Glory Legion Base, countless optical brains are running automatically, and the space is full of star-studded holographic screens. Allen, with his naturally curly chestnut hair, pressed the button. With a click of a button, a certain holographic screen will automatically zoom in and move to the center, where a small yellow dot is slowly moving.

Alan's emerald green eyes shone with excitement, and he was almost dancing: "Look at this position, your brother and the little guide in red are already in the dormitory...I can't wait to see how long the marshal's favorite guide will be!" What's it like... Lieutenant General Moen, it's up to you! You are the hero of the entire Legion of Glory, and the marshal will thank you!"

Moen pinched his throat, cleared his throat, and said to Allen: "I'm going to connect to my brother's communication, so please keep quiet, so as not to be heard by Caesar."

"Don't worry!" Allen put his fingers together and compared at the temple. This is the main control room. He can see Mo En, but Mo En can't see him.

Similarly, Allen completely ignored that there are people above the main control room with a higher level of authority, who can see the main control room at a glance.

"Caesar!" Moen yelled at the communicator.

In a bright, spacious and warmly furnished room, Caesar stood in front of a wardrobe and looked left and right in confusion.

"Don't look, your communicator has lower authority than mine. I can see you, but you can't see me, just listen to the voice." Mo En has no sense of intruding/invading his brother's privacy/privacy, big lala say.

"Oh." The little boy opened his closet obediently, and while putting things in it, he talked to his brother, "Hasn't brother left yet?"

"I'm leaving, how is everything in your dormitory?"

"Fortunately."

Although Moen was talking to Caesar, his attention was completely on the boy in red behind Caesar. At this moment, Moen frowned. He saw that Eleven was randomly rolling a bunch of things into a ball. Going into the closet, and then sat on the bed to play with the optical brain, Mo En thought to himself that this child's ability to take care of himself is really terrible, if he can't manage the house like this, he will suffer/fuck every day!

"Ahem," Moen asked pretendingly, "You live in the same room with Feng Shishi, is that okay? Are you getting along well with him?"

Caesar looked back at Eleven, showing a happy smile: "Very good."

Eleven noticed that Caesar was looking at him, and he responded with a big smile. He tilted his head to look at Caesar, and suddenly asked:

"are you hungry?"

Caesar froze for a moment, shaking his head.

"I'm so hungry!"

Eleven kicked off his shoes, "plop, plop", one of the two sneakers fell sideways on the bottom of the bed, and the other rolled twice on the ground, blocking the way from the aisle to the door.

The young man in red lay down on the bed in a large shape, with his feet resting on the squarely folded quilt on the bed, he kicked it casually, and the quilt collapsed like a piece of tofu that had just thawed. En's forehead was twitching with veins.

Caesar took out a nutritional supplement from his box, and he walked towards Eleven's bed, and accidentally mentioned Eleven's shoes on the way. Qianli's shoes froze for a moment, picked them up, squatted down and hooked his head, and took out the other shoe from under the bed. eleven:

"This is a cherry-flavored nutrient, for you to drink!"

Moen watched his pampered and spoiled younger brother go around others for the first time, with mixed feelings in his heart, thinking about it unwillingly, his brother has never been so flattered by his younger brother, thinking about it, Caesar really has a good eye Son, Bao Buqi, this little guide is the wife of the marshal in the future, and he will have a future if he starts cursing from now on!

Eleven pouted, and took it with some reluctance, pulled out the small stopper, put the bottle in his mouth, and continued to kick his quilt with one foot.

"Caesar," Moen said tactfully, "your new roommate has a very lively personality, but he may not be so meticulous in other aspects. Do you understand that you need to help each other with him?" Teach him how to organize housework, brother!

"He's very good," Caesar pursed his lips and smiled, looking like a little fanboy. The filter was as thick as a diving goggle. "He's good at everything, and I have to learn from him."

Morn: "..."

Is it too late for him to take back his request to ask Eleven to take care of Caesar?Will his little brother who is obsessed with cleanliness be brought into a little sloppy three years from now?

Moen could only laugh and say:

"That's fine, it's fine. Hey, ask your roommate what he likes and what he hates. Brother will send you something in the future, and prepare a copy for him too!"

Caesar's eyes lit up slightly, and he truthfully conveyed Moen's words to Eleven.

Eleven raised his upper body on the bed and asked with great anticipation:

"Ask your brother, can he send us something delicious? Is there bread and milk? Is there a steak and pork chop? Is there a big lobster?"

Caesar was stunned, his small mouth opened into a "0" shape and he couldn't close it for a long time.

Moen naturally heard it too, he almost jumped up, this little guide is really extravagant to the extreme!Even the Marshal of the Empire can't help him being such a prodigal!

What is the most expensive thing in the entire interstellar world?Of course, it is a living creature preserved from the ancient earth period to the present!

There is only one small Beta planet in the entire interstellar world that can grow crops and raise earth creatures. There are countless interstellar beasts coveting around it, not to mention a full mecha squadron guarding there, just transporting those items to the imperial star. The energy consumed is sky-high!

And these things are not allowed to be bought with money, especially their Glory Legion is responsible for guarding Beta Planet, if this thing is given to the guide as a gift, I am afraid that their marshal will be scolded by the cabinet for eight days and midnight, questioning him Watch out for theft.

Eleven looked at Caesar's expression a little disappointed:

"Not at all... Your brother is also very poor..." He sighed, lay back down again, and said sadly, "This world really makes life hard to love!"

Caesar: "..."

Morn: "..."

Moen swallowed hard: "Caesar, ask him, since there is nothing he likes, is there anyone he likes more..."

"Brother," Caesar whispered, "he has something he likes, but we can't afford it."

Morn: "..."

Sure enough, the guides are very vexatious, and none of them is worry-free.

"Besides," Caesar finally sensed something was wrong, "Why do you ask him if he likes someone?"

Caesar covered his mouth in horror, "Brother you?" His brother has taken a fancy to Eleven!

Caesar was scared out of his wits, he deliberately rushed into the bathroom to avoid Eleven, "Brother, you can't like Eleven, he is an A-level guide, you two are incompatible!"

Mo En's forehead was full of black lines, but he couldn't tell the truth to Caesar, so he could only say vaguely:

"This...you don't have to worry about this. The so-called low-level guides are not compatible with high-level sentinels. There are many people who combine people..."

Since Ji Hanchuan has his eyes on Eleven, he naturally doesn't care about his A-level and B-level. If the marshal cares about this, then the swan who married Margaret will be the end of it. Their marshal Ning Que Wulan has been so many years, and it is so easy to fall in love with him. One person, who cares about the ABCD of his mother, take it first and then talk about it!

Caesar was very surprised, his brother meant to admit it, but the young boy could understand it when he thought about it, such a special guide, so good-looking, and so heroic as a Quantum Beast, it was only natural that he liked the sentinel.

"Then, brother, do you want me to help you?"

Nishizawa felt as if his idol who had just become a fan was about to become his sister-in-law. He said in a daze, "My brother is a lieutenant general. As long as you submit an application to the academy, the academy will give you priority in matching you with the guide you have chosen." .”

"That's different," Moen continued following Caesar's words, "You also know that we Yuan... the members of our Legion of Glory, we pay attention to taste, I like you and I will, these two people see each other, then It’s a perfect combination, isn’t it? So Caesar, your next task will be arduous and meaningful, and you will help your brother, right?”

Caesar swallowed nervously: "I, what am I going to do?"

"You have to ask him first, what kind of sentinel he likes, knowing ourselves and the enemy, so that we can prescribe the right medicine!"

Caesar hit the nail on the head: "I think he should like rich sentries. The food he likes to eat is so expensive...Brother, do you have enough savings?"

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Sorry for being late again today. I am not very familiar with and good at this subject matter. I have been writing for a long time and have been dissatisfied. I have changed it again and again, making everyone wait for a long time. Thank you little angels for your support. Thank you very much. Every time I see you Leave a message, waiting for the update, I feel very touched, for you, I will always work hard!I love you all!

感谢在2019-11-1420:16:30~2019-11-1523:21:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Moshang Hua blooms 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Lingyue Chihiro; 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!