A man in his twenties was a wolf like a tiger, and Yan Ge later fell asleep.

When he woke up in the morning, Cao Ziyi hadn't left.

The guy kept watching her with one arm on his cheek.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met his black eyes.

If it weren't for her good psychological quality, she would have been scared to death by this guy.

He pecked Pei Yange's lips: "Go, I teach you to play with a gun."

Yange rubbed his hair: "Just leave the bullets, I will learn slowly by myself, you are busy in advance."

Already getting out of bed and wearing clothes, Cao Zixun turned his head and sang and laughed, while his lips were raised, Tao Huayan's eyes were bright, and the evil spirit of laughter was: "The matter of 嫂嫂 is a big thing, and even if my brother has a big thing, he can't reach 嫂嫂.

The chicken screamed, "No, I want to collect this man. I have to make a specimen and hang it in the closet. Damn, he put this out of a new height."

"Wood, can you stop touching him, this kind of superb character, I really don't want him to be polluted by you."

"Can you help me make him a specimen and bury it in a relatively remote place, and one day I can leave the space to enter the plane, I will put him in my closet."

Words of Song: ...

I always feel that the chicks will never return on the path of metamorphosis.

The well in the backyard was filled, leaving an empty space, and Cao Ziyi had planted a cloth target on the ground.

After teaching Yange how to load bullets, he circled the Yange behind him, and seemed to be serious about how he aimed the target. The hot breath in the mouth was all about the neck of the Yange.

Good guy, no wonder the shouts are always chanting to teach the song, it turns out that I want to eat tofu.

Surrounded by his breath, it is too itchy and crispy. Although this disguised ambiguous is also a male and female interest, Yan Ge is not too cold about it.

She pushed Cao Zizhen: "Is your marksmanship accurate?"

This was too much to question him. Cao Zixi laughed, took the gun from the singer, raised his hand and shot at the target, the bullet hit the third ring, very good marksmanship.

Yan Ge looked up at Cao Zi and smiled: "That's a good shot."

That's natural, he hasn't met his opponent so far.

Yan Ge has taken the gun in his hand and loaded it. Although holding Cao Ziyu, he can raise his hand, but the gun is pointing in the direction of the target.

Where can I hit it?

Cao Zizhen didn't expect Yange to really learn anything about marksmanship. She wanted to play, he just played with her, so even if she knew she couldn't shoot, he didn't say anything, but reached out and put a ray on her cheek Broken hair pinched behind the ears.

When the gunshot sounded, he narrowed his eyes subconsciously, then raised his head sharply, staring at the target.

Yan Song's bullet hits the heart.

"You?" He wanted to ask you how to do it, but immediately thought, where would she play a gun for a deep lady, this shot must have been a blind cat hit by a dead mouse and accidentally hit.

"Is the wrist painful? I'll rub it for you." Although the recoil of this gun is not great, it is already very difficult for one of her women. Cao Zixi lowered his head and rubbed Yange's wrist.

Yange avoided him and pulled out another pistol from his waist. He reloaded the bullets and loaded them slightly, leaning on one side, and fired two bullets at the same time. Through the gun hole.

Cao Zizhen couldn't calm down, he walked quickly to the target, after confirming again, turned his head, staring at Yange's eyes quite complicated.