His little fortune

Author: Nuo Jiuyi MACHINE TRANSLATION

“Come here, ” he repeated softly.

“Okay. ”

Guan Xi lowered her little head and walked to Xiao Jiuyan’s side.

The man’s gaze was deep and quiet. He looked at the girl and said, “sit up. ”

Guan Xi widened her eyes. “Sit… sit up? ”

Huh?

She didn’t hear wrongly. Master Jiu was joking, right.

AH, hello.

This was the training hall.

Little nephew Xiao was still around. There were servants and bodyguards.

Did ninth master want to play so big?

Guan Xi swallowed her saliva. The expression on her face was neither awkward nor awkward. It was just that there was a blush on her cheeks.

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito’s. “Ninth Master, this… isn’t very good. ”

“What’s not very good? ”

Xiao Jiuyan and Yan Zhan’s dark eyes were cold as they said indifferently, “If you don’t sit on it and I do, how am I going to teach you? ”

Guan Xi:”… �ѡ�”

So that was how it was.

So embarrassing!

Guan Xi’s honey-like face flushed red, like a ripe Red Apple. She felt ashamed for thinking too much just now.

Guan Xi curled her fingers and took a deep breath.

She slowly leaned over, her back facing ninth master. Her movements were stiff as she sat down.

There were Xiao Devilish children, bodyguards, and servants around her.

It was a very formal and simple teaching, but Guan Xi could not help but think of being alone in the room with ninth master.

At this moment, the man behind her leaned over, and a large hand reached out from her slender shoulder. He half-hugged her, and the gun was in front of her.

At the same time, ninth master’s faint voice sounded beside her ear. “Take the gun. ”

The man’s cold voice was very close to her, and the hot breath that came out of his words gently brushed past Guan Xi’s ears.

Warm, mellow… …

She tilted her little head slightly, trying to put some distance between her and Master Jiu, but it was futile.

She tried to sit up straight again.

Her little body was so stiff that she stretched out her hand as if nothing had happened and took the gun that Master Jiu had handed to her.

Xiao Bai was holding the gun, and it was too awkward to be stiff. Guan Xi randomly found a topic to talk about. “Master Jiu, why did you change the gun? ”

“The gun just now wasn’t suitable for you. This palm grenade Xiaoqiao is more suitable for beginners. ”

Xiao Jiuyan leaned forward slightly and leaned against Guan Xi’s slender back. He adjusted her gun-holding posture with his big hand. “stretch your arms straight and line up with your shoulders. Take aim and pull the trigger. ”

The man explained as he adjusted her gun-holding posture.

Guan Xi’s small head was now at the man’s mercy like a small wooden puppet.

Master Jiu asked her to shoot, but she did not pull the trigger.

The man behind her was too close to her. He was practically in her arms. With a light breath, she could smell the man’s sweat and faint tobacco smell. It was a man’s smell.

Moreover, the ninth master had just finished his bench press and had not put on his shirt yet. Now, the two of them were so close to each other.

It was as if one could feel the heat coming from the ninth master’s body.