All along the way, Mu Anhan was cheering excitedly.
Gu Xiaozhan was handling business affairs under the lights, while she sat in the car, sotis humming a tune, sotis gazing out the window, even her little backside wiggling around.
He finished handling the urgent matters, looked at her joyful expression, "You can’t quit halfway, if you don’t score at least ten rings, I’ll have to punish you."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anhan instantly faltered: "Honey, I just started learning, how could I beco a sharpshooter right away? You need to give ti to practice!"
"I’m just afraid you’ll quit after trying a little." Gu Xiaozhan sighed.
"I won’t. I promise," Mu Anhan said with a smile, "I’ll diligently practice martial arts and sincerely hone my shooting skills. If I fail, then let go bald."
Such a venomous vow! Her beautiful locks, thinning away.
Gu Xiaozhan: "..."
They arrived at the open shooting range.
This is specifically used by the troops, Lu Yuhao had ordered that no one else should enter.
Tonight, it’s reserved just for Gu Xiaozhan.
"Where’s the instructor?" Mu Anhan excitedly fiddled with the handgun. She looked around but didn’t see the instructor anywhere.
Gu Xiaozhan glanced at her with deep eyes: "I am!"
Mu Anhan imdiately stepped back: "Can we get soone more professional?"
Lu Yuhao chuckled quietly on the side; Sister-in-law doesn’t know Brother Zhan is the military shooting champion and his record remains unbroken.
He quietly lit a candle for her and decided to quietly leave!
"Does Han Han think I’m not professional?" Gu Xiaozhan picked up the gun.
Bullet in the chamber.
Pull the trigger.
The bullet flew out like an arrow.
Hit the bullseye.
Ten rings.
He completed this in one go, without giving anyone ti to react.
Mu Anhan felt that she really didn’t know this man very well.
They had been married for five years, yet what kind of honors he held, what professions he had undertaken, she only heard from others.
But nobody told her about his remarkable shooting skills.
"Instructor Gu, teach quick!" She instantly beca a fangirl, "I want to be like Instructor Gu, hit the target every ti, always hit the bullseye."
Gu Xiaozhan explained how to hold the gun, "The posture must be correct, otherwise your hand will be ruined, and the recoil could make your hand swell..."
He stood behind her, holding her arms up, helping her aim at the bullseye.
Mu Anhan sneakily glanced at him. This serious man teaching her, his scent teasing her senses, made her a bit restless.
As a result, she got a gentle knock on the head.
"Not concentrating again?" He scolded softly.
"Who could concentrate with Instructor Gu being so handso and charming?" Mu Anhan chuckled.
Gu Xiaozhan’s mood inexplicably improved.
His charm is still irresistible!
Beside her, it’s still only him.
"Later when the instructor punishes you, don’t cry!" Though his mood was good, his face was still stern.
Mu Anhan stuck out her tongue, "You wouldn’t bear to see cry!"
Gu Xiaozhan: "..."
Clearly, she knows he’s fond of her, he spoils her, doesn’t know how to handle her, right?
"Let try!" She eagerly prepared.
"Bang!"
She hit five rings.
"Honey, just look at this..." She happily cheered.
Gu Xiaozhan knew she was smart, has a talent for anything she tries, but lacks persistence.
It’s crucial to understand that all the honors in this world are the crystallization of sweat.
Little Theater:
Sister Han: My shooting is so precise, just one Olympic Gas (Five Rings) short of my sharpshooter hubby.
Mr. Gu: My wife’s absolutely right!
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