Griffin's Son-in-law

Lu Ming was speechless, then continued to lure her with a smile and said:

"Then...you don't like Commander?"

"……like."

Type 97 has been considered for a long time and has come to such a conclusion.

But she still shook her head desperately:

"That doesn't work either. What I mean by liking is not that kind of liking! It's that kind of..."

"Which?"

"It's that kind of... that kind of..."

97 yelled for a long time without saying anything, and finally flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and glared at Lu Ming:

"Anyway, don't try to lie to me, I won't give you a hug!"

"That means it's not negotiable?"

Lu Ming withdrew his hand a little bored when the abduction was less than Type 97, feeling bored.

Seeing that he gave up so quickly, Form 97 was stunned, and immediately asked:

"How could you give up so quickly! What should I do with my freedom! I don't want to continue living with my sister!"

"Oh? So you're willing to give me a hug?"

"No, no! It is absolutely not allowed to take advantage of it! Can you change it?"

Type 97 asked weakly, raised his head, and looked at Lu Ming eagerly, looking extremely pitiful.

Seeing that she didn't want to give up so much, Lu Ming smiled lightly, and began to persuade again:

"It's just a hug. A hug is a kind of greeting. It's over after a hug. It won't lose a piece of meat. It's very simple. Why don't you try it?"

"No... not too good..."

Type 97 thought about it for a while, and said this sentence.

It sounded like he was letting go, so Lu Ming continued to try his best to persuade:

"What's wrong, you can treat the commander as your brother-in-law... No, cough, brother, um, brother, we are a hug between family members, a natural expression of affection between relatives, come, long time no see, come Hug my brother."

After Lu Ming finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to her again, but found that Form 97 didn't look at him at all, but bowed his head and meditated again.

After a long while, I don't know if I was too eager to have my own room, or I thought Lu Ming's words made sense. The 97-style raised his face by pulling the corner of his clothes, and asked in a low voice with a little dodge in his eyes:

"Really... Really, just hug me?"

Chapter 210 Seventh

"Of course, just a hug."

Lu Ming nodded immediately, since Form 97 asked this question, he immediately stretched out his hand again.

As a result, the 97-style hugged his body and dodged again. Lu Ming stretched out his loneliness and looked at her with a confused face. She reminded Lu Ming carefully:

"First... let's talk about it first, just give me a hug, don't touch me."

"Am I that kind of person?"

Lu Ming shrugged his shoulders, and only got an "oh" from the 97-style.

However, after answering, the 97-style took the initiative to approach Lu Ming, bowed his head in his arms, then leaned up, leaned on his chest and closed his eyes.

"Okay...Okay, you can hug."

"oh oh……"

Lu Ming put his arms around Type 97 stiffly. This guy's performance was too simple, which made Lu Ming a little shy and embarrassed.

"That...you two..."

At this moment, Glenna spoke out with a face of speechlessness and helplessness.

"If there is nothing else for me, should I go first?"

She didn't speak, and these two guys really thought she was gone, so they started hugging and hugging. They might not know what they would do later, so Glenna felt that she should leave quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll let this guy take me for a stroll later, you go first."

Lu Ming patted the Type 97 in his arms, and when his hands touched the back of the Type 97, the guy's body was still shaking, and he burrowed into his arms with a groan, two huge fruits on his chest , squeezed Lu Ming's chest, making him feel like he was about to suffocate.

Type 97 looks shy and tight.

"Then...then I'll leave first!"

Glenna felt that she was superfluous, and staying here was also disturbing them, so she said hello and slipped away.

After going out, within two seconds, his head appeared from the door again with a 'swish':

"If you have something to do, you can go to the guards in other districts to contact me?"

With a final grin at him, Glenna disappeared at the door, and even closed the door for them intimately before leaving, saying that no one will bother you now, and do what you love to do.

As soon as Glenna left, Style 97 secretly raised his head in his chest, looked at Lu Ming, patted his arm and asked him:

"But...can I let go? I agreed to just hug..."

"It's just a click, as long as you don't let go of it, it's a click."

"Then... when can you let go?"

"Just let me hug enough."

"Ugh..."

Hearing Lu Ming's clumsy answer, 97 made a sound of grievance, realizing that he had been fooled.

From just hugging to letting him hug enough.

But he gave him hugs, and regretted it at this time, wouldn't all previous efforts be wasted?

For the sake of freedom, and for the sake of his determination to risk half of it, the Type 97 still obediently lay on his chest without moving, and continued to let him hold it.

There is one thing to say, the 97 style is not a tsundere lolita, it is only a little bigger, at least a little more fleshy than the AR15, and it is soft and comfortable to hold.So Lu Ming didn't want to let go.

He even hugged her and rubbed against her, which felt better than hugging a pillow, at least not in the same class psychologically, what he hugged was a real beautiful girl.

Being hugged by Lu Ming for a long time without letting go, Form 97 couldn't help twisting his body in his arms, and then muttered:

"Commander is a bad guy... I've hugged him for so long, he's not clean anymore..."

"..."

Lu Ming's face twitched, and he felt something was wrong with the 97-style words.

Lu Ming didn't speak, and after the 97-style resisted with words, it fell silent again.

After 5 minutes, Lu Ming still did not let go.

Type 97 shook his head in his arms, and flicked his two long ponytails on the bed. Then Lu Ming heard 97's voice tremblingly and asked him:

"Refer... Commander, can you let me go?"

"Can't……"

"Ugh..."

Type 97 yelled again, but this time he didn't let him continue to hug him, but gently pushed him:

"Let go of me first, I'm so hot, my head is going to burn out!"

"Let go of me this time, and next time... I'll give you a hug next time, okay?"

Form 97 seemed to be covered really uncomfortable. There was no other way. She was so ashamed that her face was hot, and she didn't dare to raise her head to be seen by Lu Ming. She covered it in his arms for a long time. The more she covered her face, the redder she became The more red she dared not show her face, the more she was almost fainted by the heat now.

But Type 97 knew that Lu Ming would definitely not let her go just like that, so he could only be forced to make such a compromise.

Lu Ming became interested as soon as he heard it:

"Really? Will you give me a hug next time?"

"Really, I will give you a hug, so let me go!"

Type 97 spoke very eagerly, and seemed to have endured it to the limit. Lu Ming hurriedly let go of her holding hand. After Type 97's head climbed up from his chest, Lu Ming realized that her entire face was red from being suffocated. Thoroughly.

"Wow, I'm so hot!"

The 97-style stuck out his tongue at Lu Ming, and then stretched out his hand to fan his head desperately, but it didn't seem to work. Seeing this, Lu Ming couldn't help asking her:

"How about I blow it up for you?"

Lu Ming looked at the small face in the 97-style, and found that just after he finished saying this sentence, the little blood that was so hard to hide in the 97-style turned red again.

"Referring, Commander, you idiot! Who asked you to act so ambiguously!"

"Then shall we go out for a walk?"

Lu Ming looked at the detention room and found that there was not much ventilation except for the door, so he made this proposal.

This time, when Type 97 heard his proposal, his eyes lit up:

"Hey! Commander wants to take me out to play! Okay, okay, let's go out for a walk!"

"I'm only walking around in the detention facility. I haven't seen the layout inside yet. Take me to have a look."

"That's fine, no problem!"

Anyway, as long as she hears that she can go out to play, she is very happy, and she is accompanied by the commander, so it doesn't matter if the old lady finds her running around in the facility.

Because, she was showing the commander a tour.

Thinking of this, Type 97 was in a good mood. She climbed down from the bed, stepped her long white silk legs into a pair of black boots, and then pulled Lu Ming on the bed and said:

"Let's go, Commander, don't dawdle, time is a precious thing!"

"I'm coming."

Lu Ming was helplessly dragged out of the room by Type 97.

After leaving the room, Style 97 took his arm and walked in front, pointing his chin with his finger while walking, thought about it, and asked him:

"Commander, is there any place you want to go? The one I'd like to introduce first?"