Woman, where to escape

Every moment now, he has a feeling, like stealing and borrowing.

It's silly. Love her well. What's the strength?

Far away, before reaching the shooting range, she saw Qian Zhongyao and Cheng Feier coming across. She saw them first and was stunned. She was a little nervous when she thought of yesterday.

Aware of her sudden change of mood, Qian Ao tightened her hand and saw them along her line of sight.

Lift your lips and smile, so fast! But overnight.

Although they don't seem very close or even awkward, the development of the plot is absolutely welcome for him and the elements.

"Hi, zhongzi, it's so early."

"Good boy, I haven't played with my brothers for a long time. You also play target!"

"Yes, it's been a long time."

"Ha ha."

They were all people in the inner circle of the Yamen. Everyone greeted each other warmly and smiled. At this time, the element knew that Wu Shao asked Qian AO and Qian Zhongyao at the same time.

It's true that when the house leaks, it rains at night. Which pot doesn't open and which pot doesn't open.

We are all insiders, and we keep calling our own Xiaojiu in our hearts. The element thinks that Wu Shao's designation is intentional.

It's really lively today.

Men's favorite entertainment activities when they get together. In addition to gambling, they play bravely and ruthlessly. No matter what form of gambling, men are keen on. When such a group of men get together, someone directly yells for a shooting competition.

The reason is very simple. On the shooting range, it's not better than shooting. What?

Element has seen the second master Qian's shooting, but she didn't see it that time. It was his hero's shot to save the United States. Look at this group of men eager to try. She held his hand and glanced: "Qian Ao, can you do it?"

Qian's dark eyes flashed like a pool of unfathomable spring water. With a rippling smile, he leaned over her ear: "silly, can I do it? Don't you know?"

His face flushed.

This seems to swing, but in fact it doesn't swing. The second master's language art is becoming more and more appropriate.

At this time, looking at their intimacy, Qian Zhongyao smiled, but his clenched fist could not deceive his heart.

He was still jealous.

Cheng fei'er naturally saw it, gently took his arm and smiled faintly: "relax, I don't want to pick up a drunkard in the bar tonight."

Glancing at Cheng fei'er, Qian Zhongyao smiled noncommittally.

Why, his eyes still unconsciously revolve around the woman? What a bitch!

Different from him, he felt very happy when he saw the interaction between him and Cheng Feier.

Of course, this is what she thinks is perfect. She even secretly compares fei'er with a victory gesture that they only understand. She secretly admires it. Fei'er is very powerful. Did she fix it so soon?

Her expression of squeezing eyebrows and eyes fell into Qian Ao's eyes. She couldn't help laughing. She stretched out her hand and pinched her small waist.

"Girl, stay aside and watch me perform. All these rabbits have to be counselled."

The shooting range and guns seem to be the eternal battlefield for men.

Go to their respective positions, wear ear protection, load bullets, aim at the bull's-eye

Qian Zhongyao, with a gloomy face, chose a military small caliber rifle, held it in his hand and aimed at it. Suddenly, the gun in his hand slowly turned around. After a 180 degree turn, the muzzle pointed directly at Qian Ao.

This action startled the big guys.

We all know about these two uncles and nephews. What is zhongzi doing? There are real bullets in this gun.

That's a terrible thing. Is he serious?

Shua Shua's eyes all gathered on him. All the people were stunned.

However, Qian Laoer is very calm.

Black eyes narrowed slightly. He hooked his lips and smiled. He calmly put down his sniping steps, looked coldly at Qian Zhongyao's eyes, raised his hand, calmly pointed to his forehead, and said without showing weakness: "zhongzi, Ya's seed, come and work hard here!"

Among the special attributes that men are born with, in addition to their enthusiastic conquest and possession of the women they like, there is another kind that they can't afford to lose their share in front of the women they like.

Whether he is eighteen or eighty.

Whether he is Qian Ao or Qian Zhongyao

Qian Zhongyao, wearing a training hat, could not see his face clearly in the shadow of the brim, but his index finger was slightly bent and put pressure on the trigger slowly. He saw

"Zhongzi!"

"Ah!"

Someone breathes, someone whispers! Only Qian Ao stood still.

No

Element was suddenly surprised and excited. Just now, the kettle "Ba" put by Qian Ao in her hand fell to the ground. At the critical moment, her brain had no time to work and her thinking stopped completely, but there was a wind under her feet. Lingbo rushed in front of Qian Ao in a flash.

In an instant, Qian Zhongyao's face became more ugly.

But Qian Ao was happy.

He lowered his head and pushed her aside. There was a strange light in his sharp eyes.

"Girl, it's silly. Go."

What a heart!

His silly woman Oh, what's in his little head? How can you think of danger in front of you? He is a master who should protect his woman from the wind and rain. When will it be her turn to protect herself?

The heart is incredibly warm.

Leaning slowly against the shooting platform, he glanced at Qian Zhongyao obliquely and smiled more than ever, which showed how comfortable he was: "you are so idle that you don't know if the gun will go off? Or do you really want to practice with your second uncle's head?... but zhongzi, if we shoot at the same time, who will be shot first?"

Qian Zhongyao was black faced and didn't speak. Others may not know his second uncle's shooting method, but he understood it closely. In fact, the gun in his hand——

Not loaded.

He just pointed, and she couldn't wait to protect him.

Oh, how ironic.

Just before he opened his mouth, his slightly trembling wrist was suddenly grabbed by Cheng fei'er. She smiled and stretched out her hand to press down the gun bar in his hand, and then neatly put the gun back on the gun rack, with a bent eyebrow and eyes.