Zerg: I was forced by my partner to become the God of War

Chapter 301-304

Puleng love story (4)

(Thirty-two)

Boas no longer knew how to face Tim.

To be honest, he was reluctant to treat Tim like a war criminal, and his superiors said it was unnecessary (except for Zen Yuan, the superiors felt it was unnecessary); but to be honest, he didn't care about Tim and let him roam around the entire camp. Running away, Boas was worried that the other party would affect his military exploits.

He had never lost contact with Uncle Tim.

But the last time they met in real terms was when they fought each other with fists and kicks on the battlefield a few days ago, beating each other till they were black and blue.

Boas wondered whether he should apologize and imitate his female father in talking to his partner in a polite manner.

pity.

He thought so beautifully.

When he entered the detention center, Tim put a sack in his hand, beat him up, and quickly threw him outside.

"Uncle. I also have difficulties..."

"roll."

(Thirty-three)

Boas is really gone.

He stayed away for ten days and a half, focusing on his career and raising the cub. Whenever he had nothing to do, he liked to hold the good cub on his knees, squeeze his little butt and wings, and instill knowledge into him.

"Can the female speak?"

The little boy was smiling, holding the bottle next to the duck toy, and said "yeah" to his female father.

Boas was not in a hurry and poked his belly with his fingers, causing the cute little boy to yawn sleepily. He turned his belly and pressed the toy duck down, making him fall asleep in one breath.

Boas gently covered him with a small quilt and lamented that raising cubs would be so troublesome for a male father.

Isn't this easy to carry? After eating, sleep, and after sleeping, eat, no fuss or noise.

How nice.

"The female father should calm down." Boas first tried to send a message to Chan Yuan. After confirming that he was still on the blacklist, he went out to see how Uncle Tim was doing.

Five minutes later, he pretended that he saw nothing and called his nephews in the Guards.

"Who asked you to send sandbags in?"

The silly nephews who were practicing fighting with their female father looked at each other.

"is it not OK?"

"Didn't you say that we can give whatever Tim Yizu wants?"

Boas: "I have said many times, don't create your own words, Yizu is too weird!"

Call him uncle, call him grandpa Tim, making it look like middle-aged and elderly people are falling in love at dusk. Boas counted on his fingers and found that he was still a young adult in the age of the Zerg. How could he have such a weird feeling of old age!

"Huh?" Wen Ye's beautiful and silly face appeared in the communication. He looked at his elder brother innocently, with unwiped cookie crumbs at the corner of his mouth. "Then do you want to call me grandpa? Grandpa Yi?"

Boas: "Shut up. I'll deal with you later. Now. Tell me who sent the sandbags."

The nephew of the Guards stretched out his hands tremblingly.