In the shooting gallery.
Ji Anning wrapped his arms around himself, looking at the man beside him with interest. He was wearing headphones, with a tall and straight posture, holding a gun in a handsome and vigorous manner.
Not to mention, the accurate marksmanship that shot straight into the bullseye caused Ji Anning's eyes to be filled with little stars of worship.
She was like a little fangirl, staring at this man without blinking. Her eyes were filled with infatuation.
The few men at the side had already stopped what they were doing and looked over in disbelief. They felt that it was inconceivable, and at the same time, they were filled with envy and admiration.
Looking at the young man's figure, they were all wondering if a top special forces soldier had arrived. Otherwise, how could he be able to hit every single shot?
After firing the last bullet, Gong Yuze handsomely made a gesture of pulling the trigger. He turned around and looked at the girl who was staring at him with a smile, and laughed: "Come, it's your turn."
In front of a godly person like him, Ji Anning immediately had a thought that he did not dare to express. If she had ten bullets, it would be good enough if she could get one in.
"Can I?" Ji Anning walked to his side a little unconfidently.
"I'll teach you." Gong Yuze slightly bent down, his sexy lips lightly pressing against her ears, his scorching breath right at Ji Anning's earlobes.
Gong Yuze very considerately helped her put on the anti-dry sound headphones. At the same time, he placed a small and exquisite gun in front of her, holding her slender hand, and made her hold it tightly.
Ji Anning naturally had the idea of becoming a handsome policewoman. She held onto her gun and tried her best to adapt to her posture, feeling that this was not right, that was not right.
"Raise your hand a little higher." After he finished speaking, Gong Yuze personally corrected her hand gesture. In the end, Ji Anning actually put on a standard posture, and she felt that if he did that, the vision in his eyes would be much better.
"Let's begin!" Gong Yuze said in a low voice beside him. Ji Anning pressed the trigger, and only heard a few banging sounds. On the big screen, it was displayed that she had actually hit the seventh ring, and the corner of her mouth raised in surprise.
"Not bad." After he finished speaking, Gong Yuze's tall and big body was behind him, as if it had completely wrapped around her. Her back was tightly pressed against his sturdy chest, and he reached out his arm to gently hold her wrist, indicating that her hand should not tremble when she fired.
"Keep going."
Ji Anning's heart was beating wildly, his heart was beating so obviously, and at the same time, it caused her mind to be unable to think rationally.
She swallowed her saliva, and her breath was filled with the masculine aura of this man, causing her heart to be in chaos.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that she did not move, Gong Yuze whispered into her ear.
"Nothing!" She looked straight ahead and started to press the trigger time and time again. When she saw her results displayed on the big screen, at that moment, she really felt that she was the female police officer who had punished the traitor.
It was such a sense of accomplishment that she didn't even want to leave. Gong Yuze had been accompanying her the entire time, playing over and over again, to his heart's content.
On the golf course, this time, Ouyang Mengyue did not need Ji Tianci's guidance. In any case, there were no men who would take advantage of her, so he did not need to be a flower protector.
The and Yang and Po, they, and, one, and one, one., to to to to.
Ji Tianci's results were not bad every time, and Ouyang Mengyue was not bad either. When Ji Tianci looked at her with a slightly surprised gaze, she returned it with a slightly complacent look.
Ji Tianci pursed his lips, but did not reply.
There were originally only two people on the golf course, but suddenly, two young men walked in. They both looked to be twenty-nine years old, and they came to play together.
One of them was wearing a grey t-shirt and sweatpants that were worth no less than five figures. His mixed blood face was definitely handsome, and he also had a pair of amber eyes. In short, it was obvious that he was the young master of a rich family.
Hearing that there was someone behind him, Ouyang Mengyue naturally turned his head to size him up.
"Hi, Meng Yue, what a coincidence, you're here too." The mixed blood handsome man was immediately pleasantly surprised, he recognized her.
Ouyang Mengyue was startled, the one who came was actually her senior and father's friend's son, An Anthony. Because he had Asian blood, he also had a Chinese name, Li Zijie.
"Hi, you're here too." Ouyang Mengyue replied politely.
Ji Tianci, who was at the side, swept his gaze across them indifferently, and his eyes that were as deep as ink squinted unnoticeably.
"I heard from your father that you play golf very well. Today I have seized the opportunity to teach me." Li Zijie smiled and walked to her side, a pair of eyes with a look of pure love.
"I don't play well either." Ouyang Mengyue was not happy, so she could only smile.
"It doesn't matter, it's better than mine! Meng Yue, I haven't seen you for a while, you've become even more beautiful. "Li Zijie praised her very directly.
Ouyang Mengyue felt slightly uncomfortable, she said to him: "Go to the side and practice! I came with a friend. "
With that, Ouyang Mengyue looked at Ji Tianci, only to see him waving his pole, a white ball flew out, it was actually off the mark, and it was even a little serious.
Ji Tianci frowned, as though he was a little annoyed.
"Hi, hello, my name is Li Zijie, I am a good friend of Meng Yue, can we get to know each other?" In order to gain Ouyang Mengyue's favor, Li Zijie naturally displayed his most polite side and wanted to shake hands with Ji Tianci.
Ji Tianci glanced at him, but did not shake his hand. Instead, he continued to press a ball, and made a gesture of preparing to swing, and casually replied, "Hello."
Li Zijie embarrassedly reached out his hand and looked at Ji Tianci. He thought that it was an honor to have a mixed blood face, and that it was easy for him to win the favor of a girl.
However, for some reason, the young Eastern man in front of him gave him a feeling that he was a threat to his looks.
He, who was not of mixed blood, was also so handsome that it made people look at him.
"Meng Yue, teach me! "I beg of you." Li Zijie shamelessly begged her.
"I …" Ouyang Mengyue was definitely not a person with a heart of stone, adding on the relationship between the two families.
"Please." Li Zijie revealed a pitiful expression like a puppy, rubbing his hands together like a child.
Ouyang Mengyue bit her lips, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Alright!"
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