Chapter 214: Don't give it, my cub, but my baby

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Qin quietly grabbed Zhan Qing's arm and took a step back, it was an instinctive sense of dependence.

It's such an action that makes Zhan Qing very satisfied.

"No, my cub, but my baby!"

The word "baby" came out of Zhan Qing's mouth, which was really surprising.

However, when these words are applied to Qin Xin's body, everyone will not be surprised.

Nine shots and nine hits, such a result made a group of people who watched the excitement addicted.

If Xu Huanyan is nine shots and nine hits, it will be a normal play.

However, Qin Jing is different, how can a stupid fool not be shocked that he can play such an amazing result.

"I can train him better." Shan Ting looked at Qin Xian, and wanted to get him to the T team, this is a seedling, and it will definitely be bad in the future.

"I can also train him very well!" Zhan Qing put his arm around Qin Xian's shoulders, that posture was strong and domineering.

Xu Huanyan walked over, looked at Qin quietly and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Qin quietly, quietly!" Xu Huan didn't smile, Qin Jing also put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, and pretended to be cold and said with his head held high.

That small appearance amused both Dawu and Lucheng.

Everyone was still immersed in the shock that Qin Xin gave them, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

When Xu Huanyan appeared in the canteen of the war spirit, everyone was surprised again.

Today, not only did I hear Xu Meiren speak, but I could also see him eating the food of other teams, and it was like the sun coming out in the west.

Qin Xian had heard Dawu say before that the braised pork and roasted whole sheep in their base were the best.

Therefore, Qin quietly has been waiting for the opportunity to eat this roast leg of lamb.

In previous years, I ate to the end, and I drank down, and I guess I have to drink even more crazy this year.

Because there are more Qin Jing and Xu Huanyan......

Qin quietly squatted there with a bowl in his hand, watching the squad leader of the cooking class roast the sheep.

I was hungry to death when I kissed the fragrance, and I kept swallowing my saliva there.

The squad leader of the cooking class crooked his neck and looked at Qin quietly squatting there like a puppy, and he was almost a lazi.

"Your baby is famous today, nine hairs and nine hits."

The matter of Qin quietly shooting the target spread after a while, and it became popular.

"The old squad leader, it's a blindfolded gun, it's amazing!" Qin quietly stared at the roasted whole sheep with straight eyes and said with a smile.

"You baby is a natural sharpshooter, and you look at it with an aura."

The crooked neck Yang brushed a layer of oil, and the fragrance was stronger.

"Hey, old squad leader, when you say that, I feel like I'm about to become an immortal!"

Qin quietly put the bowl to his mouth and smiled.

Qin Xian can quickly mingle with anyone, crooked neck Yang looked at Qin Xian like that, and said with a smile.

"You baby, at first glance, you are the dragon and phoenix among people, amazing!"

Qin quietly hurriedly got up, bypassed the roasted whole sheep, and hurriedly slapped the crooked neck Yang on the back.

"Old squad leader, good eyesight, I used to think that I was a worm, but after coming to our battle spirit, I felt that I had become a dragon, flying, flying, flying......"

"Where are you going to fly?" Dawu tapped Qin Xian's head and handed her a bottle of beer.

Dawu looked at Qin Xian's eyes, as if he was looking at his promising son, and those eyes were always relieved.

"Dawu, am I handsome today? When your sister sees it, will she fall in love with me? How about I be your brother-in-law? Is it qualified? ”

Qin quietly took the beer handed over by Dawu, touched the bottle with him, and asked him a series of questions.

Da Wu scratched his head and looked at the person standing behind Qin Xin, with a look of embarrassment, not knowing how to answer.