Feminist God

However, she never thought that this man would be Lin Qing, the husband all women dream of, and the first choice for women who want to eat soft food.

Just because Lin Qing is good-looking, slender, and very rich, as for how much money he has, few people know, but it is definitely an astronomical figure.

That's why most of the women think that they can put Lin Qing on their body and drive him crazily like a horse, and at the same time spend his money openly.

This is the life women dream of.

Not only can you play with the body of a beautiful man, but you can also make money, so happy!

A group of rich second generations have already left, but there are still many women who have not left. Most of these people are officers and soldiers who came to play on vacation.

At this moment, everyone looked at Lin Qing with fiery eyes, as if they were devouring flames!

In the past, seeing a man in the barracks would blow them away for several days, even if it was an ordinary-looking man, but now it is different. They really saw Lin Qing, and they met someone who is not inferior to a big star!

Look at those long legs and slender body!

All the officers and soldiers who came on vacation felt that it was worth it. Even if nothing happened, they could brag about it with their comrades after the vacation.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Qing frowned slightly, looking frizzy.

A group of officers and soldiers immediately showed embarrassment on their faces, and made him look stupid. He was a small man no matter what, and he would not be used to being surrounded by a large group of women.

In the end, a heroic lady officer came out, blushing and asking in embarrassment: "Are you really Lin Qing? The one from Huaqing?"

It was the first time for her to talk to a man other than her family, and she felt a little embarrassed in her heart, even a little timid and shy, and she didn't know how to approach men.

Not only her, but all the officers and soldiers present will feel shy when facing beautiful men, especially Lin Qing, who is the best among beautiful men.

This kind of pressure brought by the opposite sex is no less than running for several kilometers with a weight!

"Nonsense." Lin Qing turned his head to face the target in front of him, and raised his hand to shoot a few times.

Although it has not yet reached the ideal state, it has made considerable progress compared to just now.

Lin Qing also knows that if he wants to hit every shot, it needs to be accumulated over time. Besides, he doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he just came here for one more self-defense skill.

A large group of officers and soldiers blushed suddenly. They, who often hadn't seen or had contact with the opposite sex, didn't know what to say next.

Although he wants to get close, he just has no experience at all.

"It's very impolite for you to stare at a person like this." Lin Qing paused, and then said again: "Don't hinder me from practicing guns here."

After all, they ignored them concentrating on practicing guns or learning how to load magazines.

But just saying that, a group of officers and soldiers immediately had an idea.

Since the male god wants to play with guns, then they also play with guns. Everyone is from the barracks and is no stranger to guns. Does it mean that as soon as the gun hits the bullseye, the male god Lin Qing will come to ask how to shoot and have a chance to get along with each other?

Even using this to win the favor of the male god is no longer a problem! ?

Thinking about it this way, everyone felt very reasonable. The barracks has always been a place where the strong are respected. As long as they are strong enough, they will definitely be able to attract Lin Qing's attention!

As a result, there was a burst of dense gunshots from the entire shooting training ground. It was obvious that the officers and soldiers from these troops had undergone rigorous training and almost never missed their shots.

And there were bursts of loud compliments from time to time, which seemed to be intentionally amplified for Lin Qing to hear.

"Oh, I haven't played with guns much recently, my hands are rusty, and only half of a clip hits the bull's-eye." A certain female officer and soldier shook her head regretfully, and she did not forget to glance in a certain direction while talking.

"This marksmanship is good, and the bullets are flawless!"

"Haha, I'm the gold medal shooter in the army!"

"I'm not bragging, our class is a sharpshooter class."

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Quite a few girls officers and soldiers shot in groups of guns, as if to attract Lin Qing's attention, so they exaggerated their rhetoric, with the only purpose of attracting Lin Qing to seek shooting experience.

However, Lin Qing didn't take these people very seriously, or he didn't care at all. He continued to shoot and change magazines on his own. After a while, there were nearly a hundred bullet casings under his feet.

Lin Qing put down the pistol, took off the training equipment, shook his numb hands, smiled and asked Yang Youran who was standing beside him, "How did I shoot Youran just now?"

"It's amazing, it's really amazing, it made me tremble all over."

Yang Youran flattered and only listened to what Lin Qing liked.

Although Lin Qing's shooting just now was really not very good, she must not tell the truth. Men, especially the men they like, like to hear some compliments.

Otherwise, at this time, if you want to really say, "What the hell are you shooting?", it will be really fatal, and I think I deserve to be single for the rest of my life.

Lin Qing was taken aback for a moment, always feeling that there seemed to be something wrong with what the other party said.

She was trembling all over, what did she care about herself?

It is clear that the target is the target, but not her.

Afterwards, Lin Qing said with some embarrassment: "It's too embarrassing for you to flatter me."

"Isn't it just to be happy for you?"

Yang Youran admitted generously that she didn't hide anything, because she and Lin Qing had known each other for a long time, and knew each other's temperament, and he didn't like to hide it.

"Okay, okay, I'm a little embarrassed to say that." Lin Qing waved his hand.

"What do you think about those people?" Yang Youran suddenly motioned Lin Qing to look behind him with his eyes.

Lin Qing turned her head and glanced at it casually, and said nonchalantly: "It means the same thing as opening the tail with the peacock."

He is used to it, bold women strike up a conversation directly, while shy women deliberately attract his attention.

In fact, it's relieved to think about it. These female officers and soldiers usually don't have much contact with men. Naturally, they will feel shy when they meet men, and what's more, they will be so overwhelmed that they feel guilty and dare not face them.

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Here, those officers and soldiers have already seen everything that happened here, and they are full of jealousy, jealous of the treatment that Yang Youran can joke with Lin Qing.

They couldn't figure out what was so good about the woman who was joking with Lin Qing.

It is useless except to make men happy!

Where are people like them, gun shooting is super good, and they can also make a 'dong dong' sound on their chests. That woman probably has never touched a gun before, and she must not make a 'dong dong' sound on her chest, probably Very soft.

How can such a woman bring a sense of security to women, and what qualifications do they have to chat and laugh with Lin Qing, but they are not strong women like them.

How angry, I lost to a woman who was inferior to me in every aspect!