Aurelia Shaw: "..." Could she make it any more obvious?
Foster Fuller pushed open the door and saw Amanda Fuller grinning at her phone. Curious, he asked her, "What are you looking at?"
"Oh? You’re quite familiar with this?" Foster Fuller’s voice turned cold without any hint of emotion.
"Of course," Why did it suddenly get so cold? Wasn’t the air conditioning on? And... why does this voice sound so familiar...
With a foreboding feeling, Amanda looked up to see Foster’s gloomy face and imdiately wanted to find a hole to bury herself in. "Bro, let explain, I really didn’t..."
"Oh?" Foster’s lips curled coldly, "Didn’t what?"
"Didn’t... didn’t see anything! I haven’t seen anything, I don’t know anything, all that was just nonsense! I must have taken the wrong dicine!" Amanda stopped herself before saying anything more damaging, declaring her resolve.
Dood. If her big brother found out that she stayed up late every night chasing novels, he’d definitely tornt her.
Foster walked over slowly, giving her a glance, his gaze sweeping over her shoulder, making Amanda’s skin tingle with goosebumps.
He leaned over...
Thump thump!
Amanda’s heart raced as her brother’s face got closer and closer, his light, pleasant breath brushing against her cheek. Looking closely... her brother’s skin was really good, so clear without any pimples.
How does a guy take care of his skin so well?
Her brother’s lips are so nice, why hadn’t she noticed before? Just like the male lead’s lips in the novels... Realizing what she was thinking, Amanda snapped back to reality, her face instantly turning beet red.
But Foster didn’t notice her unusual reaction, pulling a novel titled "The Unspeakable Matters of and the Cold Prince" from under her pillow.
"What matters? Want to tell about them?"
Her brother’s tone was normal, but based on Amanda’s many years of experience with him, he was definitely not normal right now, likely in a fit of anger.
"I... I don’t know! Oh, my head suddenly hurts, I’m so sleepy, maybe it’s a side effect of the dicine, I should sleep for a while, bro."
Amanda hid under the covers like an ostrich.
"Amanda Fuller, don’t even think about touching this kind of nonsense again!" Foster said sternly.
She was in tears, "..." How did he find out?
...
After close-combat training ended, they started practicing shooting, first assembling and disassembling guns, then practicing fixed-point shooting, moving shooting, cover shooting, and side shooting.
Aurelia had used a gun at the shooting range once before, but she found that real gun handling felt completely different, much more... serious.
Undoubtedly, Aurelia was talented in this area; within just half a month, she had mastered everything Mason Nightshade taught her.
This Foster had to admit, she had more potential and talent than any soldier he had ever trained.
His woman was so outstanding, he felt proud of her.
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