Griffin's Son-in-law

It may not be a good thing for Negev and the others to live in. They squeezed out the SV98 and Hanyang who lived in his room. The key is that these guys don't know how to live in his room, which makes Lu Ming feel very sorry.

Just when he was thinking this way, Negev suddenly came out next to him, and after approaching him, he began to ask him:

"How about it, Commander, I am a professional guard, do you want me to go to your room and personally guard you?"

Come to my room?

Lu Ming squinted his eyes and looked at Negev, thinking how this guy seems to be able to read minds. Just after thinking about it, he proposed to live with him.

Lu Ming couldn't help taking a look at Negev, and found that she put her elbow on his shoulder like she was treating a buddy.

It's just that Negev is a bit shorter than himself. She did it a few times, but her movements seemed a little weird. Finally, she smiled awkwardly, put her hand on his shoulder, and asked him:

"Commander, why are you so tall? It's hard for me to give you a hand."

Lu Ming angrily pushed her hand off his shoulder, and asked this Negev who regarded him as a good brother:

"Tell me first, why do you want to come to my room?"

Lu Ming didn't think there must be some reason why this Negev, who had no love for him, would ask to come to his room for no reason.

Hearing what Lu Ming said, Negev immediately scratched his face in embarrassment, and smiled awkwardly:

"Haha, you... your intuition is really sharp."

"You have something to do with me?"

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows. He also became curious about Negev's plan. He really didn't know what Negev, a five-star machine gun doll, wanted from him.

As a result, Negev looked away and asked him:

"Then what, when you were in the detention area last time, didn't you have a class, I just wanted to ask you, can you listen to that class in private..."

"The combat experts also encountered problems and need to answer questions?"

Lu Ming glanced at Negev, and Negev's face turned red at that moment.

"Hahaha...Experts will inevitably encounter problems, so take a look...Can you give me a private session?"

Negev sneered, and finally looked at Lu Ming boldly. He didn't care about blushing, and asked him this question bluntly.

Lu Ming was silent. From Negev's eyes, he saw a gleam of longing. This was Negev's desire to become stronger, and it was her desire to really take over the team as soon as possible and become a unique tactical figure.

Even Negev, who has always been blindly confident, knows to learn with humility.

How could Lu Ming not agree to Negev's inner appeal, he smiled lightly and nodded:

"I see, then you can go to my room later, and I will teach you how to use your abilities."

Lu Ming didn't teach her to become stronger or anything, but just taught her how to exert her strength.

Is Negev weak? In fact, she is not weak at all. She even has the top combat ability among tactical figures.

So her blind self-confidence is really not without reason, it is because she is really powerful, and it is completely normal to have this self-confidence.

It's just that she failed to display this strength, and the failure of many battles made her almost wear away this confidence, so she began to pray to Lu Ming for guidance.

Lu Ming felt that it was necessary for him to teach her how to display her abilities.

"You agreed? Hahaha, in this way, with your teaching, in the future on the battlefield, it's time for those iron and blood to see how powerful I am!"

As soon as Lu Ming agreed, before the class started, Negev felt that she could do it again. It could be seen that she was confident in Lu Ming's teaching.

After all, she also took classes with Lu Ming for a period of time before, and it should have worked. Otherwise, she, a self-proclaimed expert, would not suddenly want to learn from Lu Ming humbly.

"Come on, Commander, let's go now."

Negev has an obsession with becoming stronger, and even seems impatient to teach Lu Ming.

Lu Ming glanced at the sky outside, and found that the sky was already dim. He stayed in the logistics area for a long time today, and he didn't have much time left today, so he complied with Negev's wishes.

However, after opening the door of his room, he saw another tactical figure, wandering near his window sill.

Because of the other party's clothes, Lu Ming could only see two buttocks wrapped in black silk dangling in front of his eyes.

Negev naturally had a different perspective from his LSP. Seeing the whole picture of the tactical figure in front of her, she immediately asked:

"TAR21, why are you in the commander's room?"

Only then did Lu Ming realize that the owner of the black silk butt in front of him was TAR21, a member of the Negev team.

Hearing her captain's words, the tactical figure in front of her turned her head very quickly. She stretched out her hand to stroke her long hair gracefully. In the other hand, she held a flower and smiled at the two of them. laughed, and said:

"Are you here? I'm arranging flowers in the commander's room. When I passed by, I found that this room is too monotonous and needs some embellishments."

The current TAR21 looks like a famous young lady.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

"Thank you very much."

Lu Ming looked at the few green flower bones on the window sill, and smiled slightly, thinking it was quite elegant.

"This is what I should do."

TAR21 shook his head, looked at Negev, and said to her captain:

"Captain, why did you come to the commander? Mini Uzi and the others said that they will have a women's tea party to chat tonight. Why don't you come?"

The tactical dolls even hold tea parties in private. It seems that when they are not fighting, they all have their own way of resting.

However, facing the invitation from his own team members, Negev scratched his head and said:

"I won't go today, I still have some things..."

She glanced at Lu Ming, obviously not wanting to give up this opportunity to make up lessons alone.

"OK then."

In this regard, TAR21 nodded, then looked at Lu Ming, and asked him:

"How about you, Commander, do you want to come and play with us? We can prepare some stories to entertain you."

After TAR21 asked this question, Lu Ming felt Negev's hand on his shoulder and squeezed it hard.

She was worried that she would let the pigeon go away.

Lu Ming could not help telling TAR21 helplessly:

"Forget it today. I still have things to do. I'll go and have a look when you have a tea party next time."

"Well... that's fine."

TAR21 thought about it, then nodded, his eyes lingered between Lu Ming and Negev, as if he saw something, but he didn't say anything.

"In that case, I'll go prepare the tea party with the others first."

TAR21 said hello and left. After she left, Negev couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, then looked at Lu Ming and said to him:

"Commander, I'll be counting on you tonight. You teach me how to fight, and I'll take care of your full bodyguard."

At the beginning, Lu Ming didn't know what the all-round guard meant.

Soon, he saw Negev walking around his room, groping under his desk and asking:

"Commander, are you hungry? Is your throat thirsty? If you need anything, just call me, and soon I will let you experience the feeling that you can't do without me in the future."

Negev took out a kettle from under the table, as if he wanted to boil water for him, Lu Ming hurriedly pressed her hand:

"Okay, you don't need to do such trivial things, I can do it myself, don't you want to listen to me teach you how to fight, it's getting late, come now."

I almost forgot that although Negev was a bit natural, he also had a faint potential for being sick and delicate. He wanted to help him with all the trivial matters in life, but Lu Ming didn't dare to let her go on like this.

He, Lu Ming, wants to be a hardworking person, so what will he do to open a harem after being raised and disabled.

"Start class now?!"

Perhaps Negev's desire to be alone was too strong. After hearing that Lu Ming planned to teach her, he didn't care about taking care of him anymore. He dropped the water bottle in his hand and sat on the chair next to him.

With a 'shua' sound, Lu Ming also saw that Negev took out a small note-taking notebook out of nowhere and put it on the table. It seemed that he was really well prepared.

"Then let's start. Next, I will use the nature of your gun to teach you various ways to deal with it on the battlefield."

Lu Ming leaned against the table, watching Negev, his small tactical humanoid class, start class again.

……

Lu Ming didn't know how long he had explained the battle to Negev. He only remembered that he was so sleepy that he yawned and glanced at the sky outside, and he couldn't see his fingers.

At that time Negev was still listening attentively.

I don't know how long it took before Negev let him go, and he was finally able to lie down on the bed, and fell asleep quickly as soon as he touched the pillow.

When he awoke the next day, the sun was high and it was obvious that he had slept through the middle of the day again.

In the haze, Lu Ming squinted his eyes to confirm the sky, and while estimating the time, he thought in his heart that Negev and the others should have left.

It can be considered that he has survived, he was very tired last night, giving lectures to tactical dolls all night, waste of tongue and brain, he was more tired than a night of shooting.

Let's sleep again.

Lu Ming thought that he probably had nothing to do today, so he planned to continue to rest and rest his mind. However, before lying down for two or three minutes with his eyes closed, the bed sank, and then there was a rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

Someone crawled into his bed.

Still undressing.

Lu Ming's sleepiness was mostly gone at that time.

Who, what's the situation?

The person who climbed onto the bed could not have been Negev. It was noon, and their team had already finished their rotation and went to make up defense.

That being the case, is it the new rest team?

The brain just froze for a moment, and Lu Ming knew who it was.

A tactical doll who can climb onto his own bed to take off his clothes, who else is there besides his 98k wife?

This was originally his and 98k's room.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming smiled comfortably, turned over and put his arms around the waist of the tactical figure beside the bed.

He also yelled shamelessly:

"Wife!"