Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

But Jing Tong just felt uncomfortable!

"Anyway, I don't like you touching me! You ask Brother Duan to come. This basic shooting posture, surely he will too?"

Jing Tongli said sternly.

Jiang Yu couldn't help it.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at the vortex above the woman's head, and his throat slipped: "His shooting performance is average, far inferior to me."

"But it must be enough to teach me this beginner!" Jing Tong bit his lip and continued to pat his arm. "You know it, hello!"

The man tightened his lips and finally released her, and the woman grimaced at him with pride.

Jiang Yu moved his eyebrows slightly, looking not far away: "Duan Zhe, come here."

Duan Zhe ran over without saying anything: "Minister?"

"Teach her the most basic shooting posture." Jiang Yu ordered.

"What?" Duan Zhe dumbfounded. Just now he saw that the Minister and Miss Jing are intimate, what is this operation?

"Brother Duan Zhe, do you think my posture is right?" Jing Tong said happily.

She raised her gun and aimed at a target not far away, as if she were a ruthless female killer in the cos.

Duan Zhe coughed and had to say: "Uh...Miss Jing, your hand can be raised a little higher...Yes, then your shoulders are upright, the left side is a little higher, a little lower..."

Duan Zhe only dared to point in words. While he said, he had to glance at his minister with Yu Guang in the corner of his eye.

Jiang Yu stood aside, his hands in his trouser pockets, his thin lips slightly lifted, and looked at Jing Tong with anxiety, adjusting his posture anxiously but not essential.

"Hey!" she said dissatisfiedly, "What's the use of you? If you don't do it, how can I know how low my left shoulder is?"

Duan Zhe grimaced and glanced at his minister again.

Jiang Yu turned a blind eye to his help, but he never gave a definite answer.

He could only sigh, with his hands behind his back, honestly said: "Miss Jing, I dare not."

Jing Tong glared at him angrily: "It's so useless! Don't you give pointers, I'll do it myself!"

After talking, she put on the earphone with one hand and raised her right hand again, trying hard to recall the posture that Jiang Yu just shot, but to be honest, when Jiang Yu reached that stage, all the actions became instinct, he did not need to like Beginners deliberately adjusted to the standard posture, so Jing Tong recalled that he had no way to do it for a long time, and could only shoot with his eyes closed.

Jiang Yu suddenly sighed, "Wait!"

As he said, he looked at Duan Zhe: "You are supporting her, lest she be scared by the recoil."

Duan Zhe got the permission to dare to step forward and carefully supported her arm from behind.

Jing Tong froze for a moment. She thought this man wanted to see her jokes, but she didn't expect him to surrender in the end...

She was slightly complacent and couldn't help but glance at him, but she ran into the dark eyes of the man.

Her heart beat for a beat, and then she suddenly understood the fact that the reason why he surrendered was that she was still worried about her, and did not want her to be injured because of incorrect posture...

Realizing this, Jing Tong quickly withdrew his gaze, only to feel that his cheeks tended to get cold again...

Why didn't I find this man still so considerate before?

She thought about it deliberately and fired the gun subconsciously. Jing Tong was a little excited, immediately took off the headphones and waited for the electronic sound to report her results.

But it wasn't the electronic sound that sounded, but the cold voice of the man: "Missed the target."