Chapter 92: 108 male models came on stage together, Zhan Liefeng laughed in anger, Ming Hua was in danger!
This slightly innocent look made Minghuan laugh.
However, the leader Zhao Zhengguang who was talking to Minghua was very dissatisfied. How could they attract an SSS-level healer to the military with such a look?
He coughed majestically:
"Xiao Lin, what did I tell you on the way? Come on and show it to Miss Ming."
Xiao Lin's face turned red instantly. His skin was extremely white, comparable to Chu Xingze's, but his hand movements were decisive.
He raised his hand and tore off the black uniform top. The skin underneath was extremely white, like white chocolate, silky and delicious.
He has a great figure, with clear chest and abdominal muscles, and distinct blocks.
Minghua even noticed a pink spot and immediately looked away slightly, feeling embarrassed.
Xiao Lin was too embarrassed to look at anyone and lowered his head. Half of his face, including his earlobe, was completely red, and his face was as white and pink as a tender peach in spring.
I don’t know what it will taste like when I take a bite.
When Zhao Zhengguang saw this, he felt that there was hope.
Just like that, Shui Lingling got it.
He quickly pointed towards where Minghua was sitting and said:
"Xiao Lin, why are you sitting so far away from Miss Ming?"
"Come closer so Miss Ming can take a good look at you."
Xiao Lin's face turned even redder when he heard that. He raised his head and looked at Ming Huan shyly, but he slowly moved his body to sit next to Ming Huan.
The scent of men's fiery hormones drifted faintly through the air.
Minghuan didn't dare to look around anymore, for fear that she might accidentally look at the wrong place. The dazzling white light made her panic.
I don’t know what Zhao Zhengguang said to Xiaolin in advance.
Xiaolin sat down next to Minghua, and after hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his big hand, which was covered with a thin layer of sweat, to grab Minghua's hand, and placed it on his chest, inviting her:
"Miss Ming, you, do you want to hear whether I am panicking or not?"
Oh my God!
The slender five fingers were guided by the man's big hand and placed on the warm chest muscles.
Full and smooth.
The feel is excellent, just as good as imagined.
Minghuan used extremely strong control to stop herself from touching it, and just covered it lightly.
Xiao Lin's face turned as red as a cooked shrimp, and he was embarrassed to look at Ming Hua.
Zhao Zhengguang was very satisfied with this scene and nodded repeatedly:
"Miss Ming, how is it? Are you satisfied?"
"How about letting Xiaolin accompany you tonight?"
"As long as you are willing to stay in our military, we don't have much of anything, but we have a lot of men."
"Look," Zhao Zhengguang said as he handed a tablet to Minghua. There were all kinds of men on it.
A total of 108 male models.
They are all well-proportioned and about 1.9 meters tall.
Double eyelids, big eyes, gentle, handsome, rebellious, all available.
There are also many people who know a little bit more and wear cat ears, fox ears, and devil horns on their heads.
He looks very seductive.
In order to win Minghuan, Zhao Zhengguang spent a lot of money.
All the sharp edges of the military's steel knives were brought here.
Of course, it wasn't his initiative.
Just by mentioning Minghua's name, her SSS-level healing power, and her extremely beautiful face, this group of people, some rebellious, some arrogant, and some innocent, came to sign up.
He still had to carefully screen them before he could find the best ones to show them to Minghua.
Seeing that Minghua was somewhat attracted by Xiaolin, he hurriedly fanned the flames and continued:
"Miss Ming, don't worry."
"We in the military are in good health, if nothing else. We guarantee you'll be satisfied."
"How satisfying!"
A cold male voice came from behind Zhao Zhengguang.
Xiao Lin, who was holding Ming Hua's little hand on his chest, quickly withdrew his hand, looking like a mistress who was caught seducing someone else's wife, with a guilty and embarrassed look on his face.
Minghua quickly withdrew her hand from Xiaolin White Chocolate's chest, looking flustered as if she had been caught.
Zhao Zhengguang was so excited that he thought he could immediately lure Minghuan to the military, so he naturally began to promote her with great enthusiasm.
Blinked ambiguously:
"Of course, Xiaolin will do whatever you say, Miss Ming."
"Young people, you have thick skin and good energy. Seven times a night, outdoor play, you young people, when the time comes, communicate more privately and play however you want."
"Don't worry, I'm definitely not like those old-fashioned people in the parliament. I won't interfere with your, uh, freedom."
"But when the time comes, Miss Ming, please spend more time and effort to cure the mental chaos."
This situation and behavior are not much different from those of the madams in brothels in ancient times.
Ming Huan was the powerful patron, leading a group of handsome men with thick eyebrows and big eyes who flocked to Ming Huan like bees and butterflies.
Zhan Liefeng, who walked in, immediately uttered a cold "huh".
"I didn't know that Minister Zhao had the potential to be a pimp."
God knows how happy Zhan Liefeng was when he saw that the military had captured Ming Huan.
Fu Shizheng, Jin Chenye, and Yan Wenjin were all one step behind him.
This feeling of happiness lasted until he saw Xiaolin holding Minghua's hand and placing it on his chest, and then it disappeared instantly.
Listening to Zhao Guangzheng's remarks at this time, he was so angry that he laughed.
Zhao Guangzheng, cough, heard Zhan Liefeng's cold and stern voice coming from behind him, and his body suddenly shook.
Fear!
He also knew that what he did was not authentic enough.
After all, he was trying to steal his own marshal's girl. It was the marshal's own fault that he hadn't been able to win over Miss Ming for so long.
In that case, what's wrong with him thinking of a solution?
If the marshal can't do it, then what's the problem with him winning by numbers?
What if someone is lucky enough to be noticed by Miss Ming and is willing to stay in the military?
When Zhao Zhengguang thought about it, he rationalized his behavior. He straightened his back instantly, opened his back, and looked very energetic.
Turning around and seeing Zhan Liefeng, he felt guilty instantly after facing the terrifying pressure from 3S:
"Marshal, when did you arrive?"
"Well, I'm telling Miss Ming about the benefits of joining our military."
"Really?" Zhan Liefeng leaned over with a cold face and took the tablet from Ming Huan's hand. Seeing the row of photos of shirtless men showing their muscles, his face became even gloomier.
"Why don't I remember that our military also offers services such as selling jokes and performing arts for fun?"
"Zhao Zhengguang, you are so bold that you openly lead people to violate military discipline."
Zhan Liefeng slammed his hat down with such force that Zhao Zhengguang was instantly speechless.
I didn't dare to reply for a long time.
Minghua sat in her seat as if nothing had happened, looking at her slender fingers blankly, feeling a little emotional.
Just now this was placed on the white chocolate.
I should have touched it earlier, I don’t know what it feels like.
Suddenly, Xiaolin, who was sitting next to him, spoke up:
"Marshal, we volunteered and we all like Miss Ming."
"Miss Ming was very pleased with me just now. We are in love with each other and can do anything."
Minghua's eyes widened instantly.
Zhan Liefeng looked over with a cold gaze and pointed at Zhihua, "You're fine."
Then there was a roar: "Get out of here!"
Tsk! Jealous and angry men are not good.
Minghua was caught touching a wild man's abdominal muscles and was doomed.
The familiar and exciting Shura Field is here!
By the way, let me talk about the National Day update. For National Day, the update will be switched from Sunday to Saturday and Thursday. Today is the Saturday and tomorrow will be the Thursday.
Then I would like to ask for votes and comments. If there is a plot you want to see, you can comment. If you see it, the author will arrange it.
There are basically no face-slapping plots in the later part, it's all about the Shura field pulling the emotions. Those who love to watch it are in luck, feel free to vote and comment on the author!
(End of this chapter)
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