Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

fire station.

"Oh my god, is this the first time that Team Zhou has come to ask for WeChat ID?"

Lin Shuming, who had just come off duty, took off his heavy firefighting uniform and turned to look at the door of the fire station.

Since Zhou Bingran was transferred here, girls often come to the fire station and ask for his WeChat account on the pretext of thanking the firefighters.

Today is already the third one.

Standing at the gate, he stretched his neck and said that he wanted to thank Captain Zhou personally.

The people in the duty room at the door were used to this kind of situation and politely declined her request to enter the fire station.

The girl lingered at the door for a long time, then reluctantly walked away, looking back three times every step.

Shuming Lin walked into the fitness room of the fire station.

In the fitness room, the protagonist who was asked to WeChat was currently shirtless, wearing single pants, and practicing on the horizontal bar.

Under the high horizontal bar, the man's hands were clenched and hanging, and his sharp abdominal muscles were covered with hormonal sweat.

Up and down, the thick arms are like a fierce python. When the muscles are tensed, they almost burst out of the skin, showing amazing explosive power.

The terrifying abdominal core made him look effortless when doing curling and leg curling movements.

He held the weight of one hundred and forty kilograms with one hand without changing his expression.

Sweat oozed from his forehead. His eyebrows were strong and deep, the bridge of his nose was as straight as a peak, and his light-colored eyes were like bottomless stagnant water, light and without too much emotion.

It is like a cheetah that is not easy to mess with. When it is silent, it is particularly scary and makes people afraid to approach it.

When Lin Shuming saw him, he immediately stood up, like a primary school student who saw the dean.

"Team Zhou."

The old man Wang Dalin in the fire station was also there, sitting aside and resting. He saw him and said hello.

"Xiao Lin, have you finished your shift?"

"Yes, Brother Wang."

Wang Dalin wiped his sweat and asked, "Did another girl come to see Team Zhou just now? Which one is it?"

Lin Shuming silently stretched out three fingers, "Just now it was two, now it is three."

Wang Dalin exclaimed, "It's really..."

He looked at the man who was exercising.

He clearly heard these words, but it was as if he didn't hear them.

Except for missions, he basically never goes out.

Those girls who chased them to the door of the fire station were rejected every time.

There are many good-looking ones among them.

Wang Dalin took a sip of water, stood up, and leaned against the horizontal bar, feeling envious.

"Hey, Captain, why don't you go out, treat my contact information as yours, and give it to them?"

"Brothers are still single, otherwise..."

The sweaty man glanced at him and said calmly, "How about you go out and ask them?"

"..." Wang Dalin twitched, "I wonder, doesn't it mean that no one thinks highly of me?"

They are also on a mission to save people.

As a result, the girls who were rescued only had their eyes on Zhou Bingran, who was astonishingly handsome.

Wolf-dog type, handsome and strong, with a fiery body but cold eyes.

Extremely sexy, giving no chance to control your heartbeat.

As long as those girls see him, they can't see anyone else at all.

Crazy nympho.

The door of the fire station was almost flattened by them.

Wang Dalin held his head and said to himself sourly, "I'm obviously pretty good, so why doesn't anyone pay attention to me..."

Next to him, Lin Shuming came over weakly.

"Captain Zhou, are you...really not going to go out? This young lady is pretty good-looking..."