Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

Today's Huajun is really not like the Huajun Wen Muxi knew before.

The flower gentleman she knew was the king of the show and the leader of the fashion industry. In front of her, the flower gentleman who was seriously teaching her to understand the wooden warehouse, how to aim, how to open the wooden warehouse, how to calculate other external factors and improve the accuracy was the king of the shooting range.

Only occasionally did I pick up the wooden warehouse for a demonstration. I was so angry that I didn't dare to raise any objection to his arrangement.

The two men stayed on the shooting range for less than two hours. Many onlookers were standing outside. It was said that some of them came specially after hearing that there was a gunshot God here.

Wen Muxi's gun missed the target at the beginning, and then he could gradually hit seven or eight rings. He was still despised by Huajun.

"You're really the least gifted student I've ever taught."

"..." Wen Muxi didn't dare to argue with him even if he was holding the wooden warehouse. He could only apologize to the nearby staff under the shocked eyes: "I don't have enough talent. It's bothering you."

"If you don't have enough talent, you should practice more. You know how to draw when you sit in the office all day. You don't even have the ability to protect yourself when you are in real danger."

When hearing this sentence, Wen Muxi was almost shocked when he looked at Huajun. Today is also the nth time to begin to doubt whether the person in front of him has really not been worn or disguised by a human soul?

When Wen Muxi stared at Hua Jun's face and was trying to see something different, the man knocked on his head: "if you don't look at the target and see what I do, do you still want to shoot me?"

"I'm not, I don't, I don't dare." Wen Muxi directly hung the three no's on his face.

After staying in the shooting room for more than four hours, when Wen Muxi finally hit Jiuhuan with three shots in a row, Huajun reluctantly let her go.

"Well, are those unhappy things in your heart vented?" Huajun took off his huge goggles and showed a beautiful face that was very inconsistent with his strength just now. He asked her with a smile.

Wen Muxi smiled twice: "I really don't see that Lord Hua usually relies on this kind of movement to relieve pressure."

"It's OK. I only practice occasionally twice a week." he replied modestly.

“……”

Wen Muxi understood that when the Wei family came to the company to trouble her, Hua Jun took out a simulated water wood warehouse at will, which could frighten people.

When walking out of the room, many people came forward to chat up with Hua Jun, but Hua Jun just put a light colored fisherman's hat on his head, protected Wen Muxi in the middle and left the crowd, ignoring anyone at all.

Out of the door of the shooting club, Wen Muxi asked him, "Lord Hua, are you hurt? There is a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine."

Wen Muxi noticed when Huajun stood behind her and taught her to shoot, but it would be too focused, so he didn't ask much, but the smell of traditional Chinese medicine was very obvious when Huajun protected her in his arms just now.

"Is it obvious?" Huajun's face still wore a symbolic smile, but his blue eyes made people inexplicably detect a trace of danger.

"In fact, it's OK."

Wen Muxi immediately counseled and chose a safe answer. This move made Hua Jun laugh at his waist and abdomen.

The strange position made Wen Muxi inexplicable. The place where Hua Jun was injured might be her intuition on her waist. She just looked at her narrow waist more and was caught by the leader.

"Little guy, if you know too much, you will die." Hua Jun reminded her with a smile.

“……”

Wen Muxi didn't make a sound this time, but made Hua Jun laugh even more.

Until he had laughed enough, Hua Jun restrained his smile a little: "don't tease you, please go and eat delicious food."

"Let me invite you." Wen Muxi answered immediately. Although she didn't know much, she also knew that the price of domestic shooting clubs was not cheap, so she couldn't always take advantage of him.

Hua Jun was not polite to her and promised immediately.

According to Hua Jun's daily image, Wen Muxi was ready to bleed his wallet, but she never dreamed that he had driven for nearly an hour and brought her to

Sitting on the open-air stall beside the tube shaped building and looking at the flower king who ate without image around him, Wen Muxi's cognition of his idol has been refreshed again.

In her opinion, even if Hua Jun is not as picky as Shen Bihan, he should at least be an elegant guest in and out of the top restaurants, rather than eating the food on the street stalls in a high-profile dress, a famous watch and a luxury car.

This combination is amazing.

Wen Muxi looked at Hua Jun with great interest. He didn't forget to raise his head to greet her.

"You really don't want to eat?"

Wen Muxi pointed to the two empty bowls next to him: "if you eat again, I'll become a pig, okay?"

"So, you mean I'm a pig?" the flower gentleman said softly.

Looking at the five empty bowls next to Huajun, Wen Muxi, aware of the danger, immediately sat up straight and showed a flattering smile.

"How? You are a man and I am a woman. My appetite is different."

Hua Jun looked up at her carefully when he heard the speech: "in fact, if you want to say that you are a man, I believe it."

“……”

Wen Muxi didn't react to the meaning of his words, so he heard him add faintly: "I haven't seen any girl eat so much."

“……”

Wen Muxi was so angry that he almost lifted the table. MMP, I can't talk this day!

The way she was so angry that her cheeks bulged on both sides made Hua Jun laugh more happily.

This temper is really bad enough!

Wen Muxi was going to say something, but Yu Guang was curious when he saw that the jade folding fan he had been cherishing until he couldn't work was put on the shiny table this time.

"Are you really a flower king?" Wen Muxi didn't know what to think in combination with his series of anomalies today, and actually asked his doubts.

Hua Jun was stunned for a moment and smiled again. He booed her and threatened her: "if you know too much, be careful that I kill people."

A word instantly dispelled Wen Muxi's doubts. With such a bad character, she estimated that she couldn't find a second in the world except her idol.

……

It was already 9 p.m. when Huajun sent Wen Muxi to the door of the small foreign-style building. Looking at the small foreign-style building without any light, her eyes flashed a trace of loss.

It seems that he won't come back today.

Covering the flash of emotion, he smiled and thanked and said goodbye to Huajun. After watching his car drive away, Wen Muxi walked to the small Western-style building with little popularity.

Enter the password, open the door, turn on the light and change into home slippers. Wen Muxi, who walked into the living room out of the Xuanguan pass, was startled by the figure sitting upright on the sofa.

Seeing that the man was Shen Bihan, the panic in his eyes turned into a surprise.

"Why don't you turn on the light when you come back."

Wen Muxi still patted his chest with lingering fear and looked at the cold figure he had not seen in those days, as if he had been separated for more than half a century.

Let her Miss into a disease.

Shen Bihan looked up at her and didn't answer her question, but said word by word in a statement: "you're late."

“……”

"It's agreed that you'll come back as soon as you get off work." Wen Muxi hasn't found out how to answer. Shen Bihan's dissatisfied voice hit again.

Hearing this, Wen Muxi was both wronged and angry when she thought about his affair with Zhou Yayao. Even if all the emotions broke out together, she only dared to reply half chokingly.

"I thought you were going to accompany Xiao Yao today. You won't come back."

Those light gray eyes looked at her calmly from beginning to end, without any confusion or guilt.

After nearly five seconds of silence, he asked faintly, "didn't you push me in front of her?"