261: Spring Night is really worth a thousand gold

The recruits from East Asia came to their senses and quietly called Zhao Huzi.

"What? Win? Tell me how to win?"

The big beard on Zhao Huzi's face also raised upwards as the corners of his mouth cracked.

The East Asian recruits whispered the violent battles they had seen before. Such a wonderful battle gave him no chance to add fuel to the fire, but just repeated the report mechanically.

"Is that so fierce? It's broken? It's beaten me up? It's great!" Zhao Huzi slammed the phone hard, pinched his waist with his hands and paced back and forth in the room, and the excited light kept beating in his eyes: "I beat the person, but I actually beat the person. Boy, I'm so cruel! I'm sure I'll remember a great merit for him. I really didn't expect that those freaks who are usually free and casual will be interested in teaching such a monster. It's time for me, Lao Zhao, to be lucky! After the recruit competition, I won't run away from the rank of lieutenant general."

Under the starry sky, Qin Fen ran wildly like a wind.

Back in the room, a calm and long breath came from the dark light.

Qin Fen approached quietly, and Song Jia was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

Qin Fen squatted at the head of the bed, looked at Song Jia quietly, and gently stroked her red and tender face with the back of her hand.

The quiet Song Jia curled up slightly, like a cute cat.

"I went to bed so soon." Qin Fen kissed Song Jia's forehead: "It was because he secretly escaped from the house and was under a lot of pressure? He was so sleepy when he relaxed."

Qin Fen sat cross-legged on the ground with great understanding, regulating the true energy in his body, and gradually entered the state of forgetting both things and self.

The room without passion and spring is filled with a quiet sweetness.

Love is not just the fusion of the body. The fusion of breath is also a manifestation of love.

I don’t know how long it took, Song Jia opened her eyes.

She looked at Qin Fen sitting cross-legged by the bed, and her rosy face showed the unique expression of happiness of a little woman.

This is her man, without the arrogance of a playboy, nor the self-righteousness of aristocratic families, and some are just straightforward.

He let out a deep breath and Qin Fen slowly opened his eyes, and a delicate and beautiful face came into his eyes. The next second, the tender and fragrant cherry lips pressed against his lips full of male flavor.

The kiss, the intoxicating kiss, instantly occupied Qin Fen's entire spiritual world.

“Ah…”

A soft panting sounded in Qin Fen's ears. This soft panting sounded into Qin Fen's ears, but it was like a charge on the battlefield.

Half a month outside the window pulled over a black veil cloud, blocking its eyes.

This night was a happy night for the East Asia Military Region, a happy night for Qin Fen, and an extremely depressed night for the European Military Region.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and a ray of sunlight shines into the room through the curtains.

Song Jia's cheek was against Qin Fen's chest, and her eyebrows slowly opened. She secretly looked up and saw a pair of bright eyes, looking at her affectionately.

“Ah…”

Song Jia, who is usually strong in aura, shyly lowered her head, but subconsciously hugged Qin Fen even tighter with her arms.

"You..." Song Jia's birth is like a mosquito.

Qin Fen smiled helplessly and put his hand on Song Jia's buttocks and said aggrievedly: "You can't blame me for this."

"It's hard... Is it my fault..." Song Jia bit her cherry lips and asked in a low voice. Although it was not the first time, it was only the second time, and it was the first time I slept together.

Qin Fen suddenly realized that this was a helpless cause. He asked himself, what is Song Jia's behavior called? Jealousy? Or jealousy? Where is the jealousy he is?

Lin Liqiang also came up and whispered: "Old Qin, you probably have a headache."

Xue Tian shook his head repeatedly: "Young Master Lin, don't think you have known Lao Qin for longer than me, but you don't know Lao Qin. Who is Lao Qin? Our new recruits are the best! Will he still have a headache?"

"Mr. Xue, the steelmaking process can't be as soft as the fingers! Old Qin is right in front of us, and maybe he will make a deep review with Jia Jia when he turns around."

"Young Master Lin, isn't it? Old Qin's tough guy, that's..."

The others listened to Qin Fen's jokes like crosstalk, and smiled on their faces. Even Song Jia's face showed a faint embarrassment, and secretly regretted that he was too obvious, which made Qin Fen lose his part in front of his friends.

Everyone walked out of the hotel door, and everyone was stunned at the same time.

At the door of Super 8 Hotel, there was a man with a beard on his cheeks, a domineering atmosphere, wearing an East Asian major general's uniform.

Zhao Huzi! All recruits who participated in the recruit competition have a deep memory of this general with a very distinctive appearance and personality.

Compared to some gentle and elegant generals who are extremely calm, Zhao Huzi, who climbs from the lower level to the upper level step by step, always with the most true military aura, will never forget anyone who sees him.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

All the recruits straightened their bodies at the same time, and the leather boots on their feet made a crisp sound when they touched each other, giving the most standard military salute.

"Hello General!"
Chapter completed!