"When we left the apron, didn't someone help us pull down the SEALs' members..." Xia Qing looked at his face carefully, "He is Nolan."
An Xiaoyao was slightly stunned, "You heard Qiqi talk about Lu Zhen?"
Xia Qing nodded, "You have been unhappy after Lu Zhen's death. This time you are just guessing whether he is Lu Zhen. Maybe you will feel more at ease knowing that Nolan is here."
"Hmph, okay? I just want to beat him up now." An Xiaoyao snorted coldly, but he was indeed a little more at ease. The 99's certainty is not as reassuring as the 100's certainty is reassuring. There may be such a little change.
Now that Nolan is here, it means that there is no change, he is indeed Lu Zhen.
He is still alive.
"You're not merciless when you beat me up. It's not a matter of time before you beat Lu Zhen." Xia Qing smiled and continued to massage him on his head. Perhaps it was because he was too tired these two days and had a lot of thoughts, and he thought about it.
Lu Zhen’s life and death matters, as soon as he was sure that he was still alive, he was relaxed, and he fell asleep in a short while. Xia Qing rubbed his cheeks and smiled slightly, even when he fell asleep, his brows were frowning.
How many things do you have to think about in a day?
OK, I'll follow him from now on.
It was not until this time that Xia Qing really wanted to integrate into his world. In his life, An Xiaoyao was more tired and busier than she thought. If she was willful, it would only make him more tired.
He has to worry about enough things, so don't worry about her anymore.
Three days later, they arrived at Xinlan Port, where there were three of the most powerful ships in the world. Xia Qing was already very interested in Lu Zhen's ship, but she was injured and was always recovering. An Xiaoyao and the others were working.
She didn't have much time to study in the cockpit. An Xiaoyao's ship was parked at the port, and the appearance was not much different from Lu Zhen, and the color was more low-key. Unlike Lu Zhen's ship, the ship was very stylish like a person.
.
While An Xiaoyao went to listen to the report with her subordinates, she asked for the password and jumped on An Xiaoyao's ship. There was no one on the ship. The island was full of their people. The whole island was the women, children and children were the families of the ace.
Walking around, there were agents.
And the protection is very good. Even if the United States finds this island, it will not attack, because the plane was detected dozens of kilometers away and participated in the battle. Moreover, the island has always been very peaceful, and looks like an ordinary resident island.
There is no difference.
Xia Qing entered the password, opened the weapon equipment system, and studied the weapons and equipment of this ship.
“That’s awesome!”
She is serious about combat operations.
An Xiaoyao's ship is called Fuyun. It has just been produced and has not been in operation. A few days later, there was a pilot exercise on the Agent Island. They planned to drive Fuyun over to work and test their performance.
Except for the agents from Xinlan Port, few people understand the combat system operation of ships.
Xia Qing only understood after exploring for more than half an hour.
An Xiaoyao smiled and hugged her from behind. He was already very attached to Xia Qing's breath, never with the smell of a woman's perfume, always so refreshing, gentle, and a truly feminine breath.
"So serious, I didn't even notice it when I came."
Xia Qing was indeed very serious. He turned around and kissed him, which was considered a response.
An Xiaoyao smiled and pinched her face, "Why would you rather let me teach you."
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I won’t tell you that someone will come to compete with Xia Qing for Xiaoyao’s classmate next? I won’t tell you that they were on the ship for the first time, hum!
ps: I got up very early today and I’m going to go on a date, so I wrote two first. I don’t work together at ordinary times, and weekends are the best date. I came back late yesterday and I didn’t have time to write today’s one, otherwise I should have finished writing it before going out. Alas
, I suddenly remembered a writer I met recently and said that she broke up because she was too late to write in love, and I o(╯□╰)o.