The rooms of the ChiYan team are all double rooms, just 50 rooms, but Fengling is the most special, he lives alone.

Shen Yanxiao looked at Fengling and said with a chuckle, "one hundred and one members will always live alone."

Fengling slightly a Leng, cold face seems to emerge a light smile.

There are some things you don't have to say.

"Go back to the team. Those boys should have a lot to say to you." Shen Yanxiao said with a smile.

Feng Ling looks at Shen Yanxiao, bends down suddenly, bows to Shen Yanxiao deeply, turns around and runs back to the ChiYan team.

Shen Yan, Xiao Mu, leaves with Feng Ling. His eyes are full of laughter.

From the beginning, she didn't think Fengling would leave with nock, so she would shout Fengling out without any hindrance.

In other words, the team atmosphere of their team is incomparable with that of any college team. They are not only classmates, not only teammates, but also good brothers sharing life and death.

This kind of atmosphere can infect the juveniles whose minds are not fully mature, and make them have a great sense of belonging to them.

Fengling just returned to the team, was a group of young people like wolves.

"You have a conscience!"

"Fengling, you are so beautiful!"

"Ha ha, you will be the person of our ChiYan team from now on!"

A group of crying teenagers surrounded Fengling directly. Fengling's body shape was originally thin, not as tall as other members. He was surrounded by a large number of young people, and was immediately submerged.

“……” Feng Ling's passion for this is really a blessing, almost not squeezed to death.

When these guys get excited, they don't matter. Fengling, who has small arms and legs, feels that her bones will be crushed.

"You have enough, do you want to strangle Fengling?" The voice of the war field resounded from the noise.

The excited teenagers immediately took a step back.

Feng Ling was finally able to breathe.

Zhanye comes over from the crowd and reaches out to Fengling, who is half kneeling on the ground.

Feng Ling looks up at Zhan ye, hesitates for a moment, and then holds Zhan Ye's hand.

"Haha, we are also happy. Fengling chose us, of course we are happy." Xerox laughs. Fengling was his head at the beginning, but after getting along with him, he really likes this cold and hot guy.

"Are you too careful in zhanye? Fengling is not as fragile as you think. "

A group of teenagers were joking about the war.

Zhan Ye's face was slightly strange. Feng Ling got up and immediately pulled his hand back. Zhan Ye looked at him. "I'm glad you chose to stay here."

Feng Ling turned sideways, without looking directly into Zhan Ye's eyes. He was a little cramped and low headed.

"I like it here."

On the face under Fengling, there is a faint trace of suspicious blush.

With a smile on his face, Xerox raised his head and shouted to Shen Yanxiao not far away: "boss! Today is such a happy day, you can't invite us to have a meal! "

"You want to blackmail me, son." Shen Yanxiao laughed and scolded, and the mood flew with them.

"OK! Today, after your training, I will release blood once. Please have a good meal! "

"Long live the eldest!"

"Ouch, ouch! Boss! I urge you to put on the clothes we bought for you! " Xerox also thinks about the clothes they organized to buy for Shen Yanxiao.