Cold President, Hug Me

[Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents] [Next Chapter]

After watching the regular anti-drug drill and eating dinner at the base, Jing Bao'er followed Jing Rong into his single person dormitory.

It was the same black and white as usual. There was only a bed, a desk, a chair and a wardrobe in the room.

The moment they entered, she naturally sat on Jing Rong's bed, using both hands to support herself on the side of the bed. Looking at Jing Rong, she asked, "Fourth Uncle, do you usually go with that group of people to conduct live ammunition exercises?"

Jing Rong leisurely walked to the study table and sat down, then replied while looking at Jing Bao'er, "Mmm, regular."

"Then, do you also know how to drive tanks?"

"But I know everything that is opened by people."

Jing Rong said those words calmly, but when Jing Bao'er heard them, her blood boiled.

F * ck!

It was actually this powerful!

He really was a true man! Pure manliness!

"I really did not expect that I would actually have such an awesome fourth uncle!" "Awesome!" Jing Bao'er gave a thumbs up, looked at Jing Rong, and praised him with a face full of admiration.

"..." Jing Rong did not reply her, he only quietly lowered his head and played with his phone.

"Fourth Uncle, stop playing with your phone. Didn't you say that you were going to take me out for a walk tonight?" Take me around, I'm curious about this place. " Jing Bao'er got up, walked to Jing Rong's side, and continuously shook his shoulders, and said coquettishly.

Jing Bao'er was unable to see through this man. She was completely unable to see through his heart.

But a little bit,

However, Jing Bao'er knew that this person, you had to use pestering and acting like a spoiled child to deal with him.

Jing Rong raised his head, looked deeply into Jing Bao'er's eyes, placed the phone on the table, put his hands in his pockets, and replied in a neutral tone, "Let's go."

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er immediately jumped, holding onto Jing Rong's arm, and walked out with him.

Jing Rong did not say a word, silently pushing away her hand, and brought her out the door.

After following Jing Rong around the interior of the base for a while, Jing Rong asked, "Do you want to take a look outside?"

Of course she did!

Jing Bao'er nodded, "Yes, yes."

Fourth Young Master! We're all ready at the shooting-range. "

Jing Rong did not reply her, but just as he was about to bring Jing Bao'er out, he was stopped by Ye Ming.

Jing Rong turned around and looked at Ye Ming who was walking towards him. He stopped at his original spot, lit a cigarette, and took a puff. Then, he slowly exhaled and looked at Jing Bao'er.

After Jing Bao'er heard this, she immediately pulled at the corner of Jing Rong's clothes and asked, "It's so late at night, why are you going to the shooting-range?"

"Watch the organization's night target training." Jing Rong said.

Target shooting at night!

What an interesting sound!

"It's so interesting. Bring me along. I don't want to go out for a stroll. I want to watch you guys play target." Jing Bao'er said as she shook the corner of Jing Rong's clothes.

"Then let's go." Jing Rong looked at her, then turned and walked quickly towards the target range.

Jing Bao'er followed closely behind.

"Fourth Uncle... "Wait for me."

After catching up to Jing Rong, Jing Bao'er held onto Jing Rong's sleeves tightly and followed his footsteps while jogging.

Ye Ming stood where he was, looking at the uncle and nephew duo walking further and further away, he couldn't help but feel that it was a little strange.

This uncle and nephew duo, no matter how they looked at them, didn't feel like an uncle and nephew.

On the contrary, it was a bit …

The feeling of a couple.

After looking at the two of them for a while, Ye Ming quickly caught up.

… ….

The Black Hawk Group's shooting-range was set up in a dense forest on the island. The only lighting source for the night was the moon in the sky.

Normally, the soldiers would be equipped with lighting equipment during night target shooting training. However, the Black Hawk organization's night target shooting training had to be done without any lighting facilities.

Shooting at a target in a dark space was not only a test of one's skill, but also a test of one's eyesight.

Without good eyesight, it was impossible to hit the target.

After following Jing Rong and the others into the dark, he saw that in the dark, there were Organization Members s that were shooting at targets a hundred meters away. Jing Bao'er was amazed.

"Wang Da Na, Eight Ring …" Nine Rings … "Eight rings …"

"Li Dali, Nine Rings …" Nine Rings … ten rings... "

"Wang Jian, ten rings … Eight rings … "Six rings …"

"Next batch, get ready!"

After a group of Organization Members s had finished targeting, someone immediately reported the number.

Almost all of them are Eight Rings, Nine Rings, ten rings and Fourth Uncle. How many rings can you make? " Jing Bao'er stuck close to Jing Rong, and while watching the members aim at the target, she asked curiously.

"Fourth Young Master, ah, Fourth Young Master has a hundred percent success rate." Ye Ming said.

"I don't believe it …" You must be bragging, right? Fourth Uncle, let me see you call you. "

"Fourth Young Master, why don't you show off your skills to the Miss Jing and the rest of us?" Ye Ming said.

After interacting with Ye Ming so many times, Jing Bao'er realized that this bastard only seemed cold on the surface, but when you actually interacted with him, you would realize that he had really talked a lot.

Jing Rong did not say a word, and only extended his hand out, indicating that he wanted a spear.

Seeing that, Ye Ming immediately understood and placed a rifle into Jing Rong's hands.

When Jing Rong went up on stage, everyone automatically left the stage.

After reloading the gun, he aimed it at the target under the dim and natural moonlight.

Jing Rong who was on the archery field, the way he held his spear was simply too cool!

Good man!

"Bang!"

The first gunshot, the bullet directly hit the ten rings!

"Bang!"

The second gunshot, the bullet directly hit the ten rings!

"Bang!"

The third gunshot, the bullet once again, struck the ten rings!

"Three times, all of them were ten rings!" A Organization Members counted.

Jing Bao'er stood in place, looking at the righteous and stern Jing Rong that was diagonally facing her, the heart of the girl exploded once again.

Handsome!

After shooting, Jing Rong casually threw the gun to someone else and then returned back to Jing Bao'er's side.

"Fourth Uncle, you're awesome!" Can you let me try? " Jing Bao'er pulled Jing Rong's hand, eager to give it a try.

"Kids, what kind of guns are you playing with? Behave yourself and quietly watch from the side." He then turned around and fixed his gaze on the member who had shot the target.

"But I feel that you were so handsome just now. I also want to learn."

"Stay by the side. This is the shooting-range, how can a little girl like you be fooling around like that?" Jing Rong said.

Tch, stingy guy, if you don't teach me how to pull it down, hurry and get it done, I'll get Little Big Brother Ye Ming to teach me, okay, Little Big Brother Ye Ming?

Then, Jing Bao'er set her gaze on Ye Ming.

"Good, good …" Miss Jing, if you want to learn, I can teach you. " Ye Ming said.

Ye Ming's answer made Jing Bao'er extremely satisfied.

Ye Ming, you're not bad at all.

"Ye Ming, since when did you become so talkative?" Jing Rong scolded in a low voice.

"Cough cough — —" Receiving Jing Rong's warning, Ye Ming immediately shut his mouth.