Griffin's Son-in-law

Lu Ming couldn't hold back, and reached out to wipe the debris off her mouth.

When he touched the 97-style face, he felt it was cool and soft, and the small face was firm and elastic.

Form 97 was startled by Lu Ming's action again, took a few steps back holding the rations, looked at Lu Ming incredulously and said:

"What are you doing, Commander, don't suddenly attack me while I'm eating!"

"Whoever attacked you, this is the love of the commander."

Lu Ming rolled his eyes, and then asked her:

"Don't talk about this, I've already brought you lunch, look at your promise..."

"Oh."

Type 97 responded crisply, then finished the remaining piece of ration, and closed his eyes at the stop.

"I'm ready, you can come here."

Lu Ming frowned, wondering if Form 97 was a goldfish memory:

"Didn't I say I want to hug you?"

After hearing his words, Type 97 opened his eyes in disbelief:

"What? Commander, don't you hug me? Commander, you change your mind so quickly!"

"What does this have to do with changing your mind? Didn't you say that you don't like being hugged by me? If so, then change to other requirements? Or..."

Speaking of this, Lu Ming looked suspiciously at Type 97 and asked her:

"Or do you actually like being hugged by the commander?"

"I didn't!"

Type 97 quickly refuted his words, and then told him with some embarrassment:

"Just, just, after I hugged you last time, I don't think it's too annoying. I just want to say that it's okay to hug you again..."

"But... now, rather than hugging you, I hope you can agree to another thing."

Lu Ming mustered up his courage, and still hoped to talk to her about being a commander.

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Chapter 220 Eight Let Me See What She Wrote

"Look, your sister works every day, and it's not easy to be busy with your team..."

Lu Ming tried to persuade Type 97 in many ways, but he didn't say a word, and Type 97 looked at him and asked:

"You don't mean to transfer our team to your headquarters, do you, Commander?"

Lu Ming shut his mouth immediately, looked at Type 97 unexpectedly, and asked her:

"You...see it?"

"Wow, you've been hinting at me since just now, how could I not see it!"

Type 97 yelled angrily:

"Are you taking me for a fool, Commander!"

"No, I don't know if you are stupid or not..."

Lu Ming looked at her a bit complicatedly:

"Obviously behaves like a child, but is actually very smart."

"I'm just being playful!"

Type 97 bit down word for word, then hummed and asked him:

"If you say that about me, aren't you afraid that I will speak ill of you in the team?"

"I believe you are not that kind of person, you are so simple and kind..."

Lu Ming still said something nice about Type 97, and tilted his head after listening to Type 97:

"It's too late to praise me now! Unless...unless when I come to find you in the future, you are willing to take me out to play..."

Type 97 opened one eye and made her request.

"it is good."

Lu Ming agreed to her without even thinking about it, and then Type 97 smiled:

"In this case, I can usually say more good things about you to them. In this case, one day, they will fall in love with you."

"Say something nice to them? Don't use them."

Lu Ming directly told Type 97:

"It's fine if you agree. Your sister told me that as long as two of your team agree, you can apply to the headquarters. Now that JS9 has agreed, the rest is up to you."

As a result, upon hearing his words, Type 97 was immediately startled:

"What, what? Have you reached this point yet?!"

"Yeah, so look at you..."

"No, no, no!"

Form 97 hurriedly waved his hands. After knowing that he agreed, Lu Ming was really their commander, but Form 97 panicked:

"I, I, I... I'm not ready yet. If there is a commander, it will be difficult to go out and play..."

"It won't affect your going out to play."

Lu Ming asked her helplessly:

"Why, are you going to go back on your word? You just promised me that you would help me."

"But...but you didn't say that other people have agreed. Doesn't that mean that I am the one who makes the final decision?"

Type 97 curled his lips in grievance, hesitated for a long time, and then told him:

"I...I can't do it. Commander, you are too much. Give me the final decision-making power of the team. I don't know what will happen if I follow you. I dare not agree casually."

"It's not the same? It's just that the person who ordered you changed from the headquarters to me."

Lu Ming shrugged, thought for a while, and didn't want to put too much pressure on Type 97. He thought that Type 95 gave him unlimited time anyway, and he would stay in the detention area for a few days, so he told Type 97:

"How about thinking about it? I can give you a few days."

"Um... well."

Type 97 nodded obediently. After all, she had promised Lu Ming before and told him:

"I'm trying to figure it out."

"What does it mean to work hard to figure it out?"

Hearing what she said, Lu Ming felt very helpless:

"You must figure it out, the commander's hope is all on you."

"You...do you want our team that much..."

Seeing his longing appearance, Type 97 felt a little embarrassed. Although powerful dolls would indeed be pursued by the commander, the other party saw that they were all in the form of tools in a very direct way, such as trying to buy them through the headquarters. they.

It was the first time that a commander like Lu Ming was willing to come down to meet them and have a good chat with them.

"Of course I want your team."

Lu Ming sighed, leaned against the wall and thought for a while before telling her:

"Everyone in your team is the best tactical doll. This is the first time I have met a team like yours. Naturally, I want to fight side by side with you."

"Yes, is it..."

Hearing his words, Type 97 blushed a bit, lowered his head and said:

"I... I see, I will talk to my sister when I find time..."

"But now."

Type 97 bowed his head in silence for a while, then suddenly grabbed Lu Ming's arm, raised his head, and smiled at him:

"You go out with me first, and when I am happy, I may soon miss you as my commander!"

So, the original persuasion meeting turned into being dragged to the yard by the 97-style to play with her.

It wasn't until after four o'clock in the afternoon that Lu Ming remembered that he still had an agreement with JS9, and hurriedly bid farewell to Type 97.

When he returned to the classroom, he found that JS9 had arrived, and he was writing and drawing in his little notebook, looking like a good student studying hard.

Lu Ming came in from the classroom door, looked at JS9, and nodded in relief. She is still studying hard, which is in place.

He couldn't help thinking that a person like himself could teach such a hard-working and motivated student, and he felt a sense of accomplishment just thinking about it.

Let me see what she's writing about.

Lu Ming quietly walked behind JS9, as a kind educator, intending to see if there was any mistake in what she wrote, but the moment his eyes fell on JS9's notebook, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

Under the pen tip, there is a little bear outlined from the hand of JS9.

If you look closely, the painting is quite cute.

Bah, that's not the point, the point is, unfortunately, he thought that a serious guy like JS9 must be studying hard while sitting in the classroom, but he ended up drawing bears in his notebook.

Lu Ming's sense of accomplishment suddenly disappeared.

And JS9 guy, what's wrong with drawing, but he likes to draw bears. Lu Ming's eyes couldn't help moving to the pair of big bears in JS9.

Two bears were lying on the table and sleeping, their fat bodies almost pressed the entire edge of the table, which made Lu Ming worry about the load-bearing capacity of the table.

How did they grow so big? Lu Ming has only heard the saying that what you eat makes you healthy. Besides this, is there a saying that what you draw grows what?

Just as Lu Ming was thinking, JS9 paused, as if sensing the gaze behind her, when she looked back, her expression changed immediately.

"You... when did you come here!"

JS9 hastily put down his pen, reached out and grabbed the notebook under his chest, just like a student who was caught by the teacher for scribbling on the textbook.

Thus, a miraculous scene happened. After the notebook was pressed under the chest by JS9, it disappeared.

It was completely covered by JS9's big breasts, and Lu Ming stood beside him without any flaws.