I’m familiar with the process. I don’t know how many times I did it when I first started to recover.
Yes, maybe it’s because it’s been six years since the body memory faded. When the instrument probe pierced the gland and tried to take out the deep pheromone, it hurt so much that his face tightened, his teeth trembled and his fist shook.
"Don’t move your head. The needle is still inside." The alpha sound behind it is a little cold
"Well" wed should be a fist grip more tightly.
Counting the numbers in my mind for about twenty seconds, the metal probe pulled away from his gland and removed it from his back.
Alpha approached and applied the cold dressing to his gland. "Are you all right?"
It hurts a lot more than it used to. I want to talk to someone, and then I hear the other person throw out another sentence-
"All right, rest here for five minutes, and I’ll test your brain C later."
"41 ring"
After five shots were fired at the military training base, Yan Shu reported the total score of ega 10-meter pistol shooting.
Su Mo is a little nervous about this number. "Is it good or not?"
After thinking about it, I asked, "Are you qualified?"
Ega shook the gunner a little. Glock 43 didn’t have much recoil, but it was probably because he had to "score" for the first consecutive shot that ega was a little nervous.
Yan Shuhan stretched out his hand and held Su Mo’s hand and took it away. After playing the bullet in his hand, he inserted it into the holster of the special pants leg.
Encircling ega’s waist from the back and kissing her arms, the cute and mighty kitten’s voice overflowed with sweetness with gentleness and pride. "Five 1-meter pistols are targeted according to the standard of ordinary soldiers, with 35 rings."
"That … is still quite low." Su Mo didn’t quite understand the tone of alpha, and the other party was comforting him. He was a little unhappy when he replied.
Unexpectedly, Yan Shuhan laughed and rubbed his head. "Madam said that what should I do if those soldiers can’t hit 35?"
Looking into the distance, Sommerton has been beaten to shreds when he was just practicing and shattered the bull’s-eye target when he was just shooting. He still feels that there is no problem with his cognition-
"But the front two are far from the bull’s-eye …"
"Madam said that the two far from the bull’s-eye are both seven rings."
Yan Shuhan is a little happy and smooth, and her arms are a little hairy. "I’m really not biased. Madam is telling the truth. It’s the first time that Madam has been shooting continuously. Her psychological quality is much better than that of ordinary soldiers."
"One meter five pistols, two seven rings, an eight ring, a nine ring, and finally a one ring broke out."
Yan Shuhan kissed Su Mo in a gentle and serious voice. "This is what many people train for a long time to achieve."
Kissed in the ear and in the open air in broad daylight
Su Mo was a little embarrassed, as if the malicious crime indifference momentum when shooting just now was not his general ears.
I still can’t believe that according to Mr. Wang, is his grade actually very good?
35 ring lattice 4 ring is good
"How many rings are excellent, sir?"
"45" Yan Shuhan said
Su Mo eyes one leng eyebrows frowning slightly hanging eyes stretched out his hand to get the alpha just inserted into the holster Glock.
Yan Shuhan was teased by people, and he reached out to hold ega quickly and accurately, and he still had some waste heat hands.
"Be a good boy and have a rest."
"Don’t you just need 4 rings to turn that 8 ring into 9 ring and 7 ring into 1 ring, so I can …"
Su Mo paused again.
Yan Shuhan laughed gently, and then ega reached out and patted his chest boldly. "Sir, stop laughing."
"Yes, stop laughing. Stop laughing."
That’s cute. That’s it, ega
It’s like getting angry with kittens and blowing up Mao Xiaotu.
"Let me call again, sir. I’m not reconciled."