Chapter 177

"I'm sorry, it's his pet. I'm often bitten, too. Ah, it's expensive. We can't move it. Is your injury better?"

When Chen Qianyu heard song Jiuyue say this, she felt even more aggrieved. Her tears kept falling. Before she stepped into the door and saw the man, she was bitten by his pet.

"Sister September, what should I do? Wuwu, will it bite me next time I go?"

Song September frowned. He seemed to be thinking about it carefully. He sighed for a long time.

"I don't know. Maybe you should try it next time."

Chen Qianyu shivered and asked her to have a try. If the big guy bit her again, what can he do.

Song September saw each other's expression, the corners of his mouth hook, know each other this is afraid, sat down, some sincere.

"Or you'd better live in a dormitory. How nice it is to be with your roommates."

Chen Qianyu's eyes are deep. After doing so many things, how can she go back to her bedroom? She must let the man fall in love with her. She clenched the sheets tightly with her fist, and finally pretended to open her mouth easily.

"Sister September, I think that thing is close to you. Next time I'll go with you, I'll go behind you, OK?"

Oh, don't give up.

"Well, let's wait until your injury recovers."

Song September light promise to, think simply don't let black merciful, but think of the bloody scene, instantly denied this idea.

After a few words of consolation, he got up and went out of the hospital. After getting on the bus, he couldn't help but smile. His mouth was bent. It was really a relief.

She suddenly found that she was really bad.

Slowly drove the car away from this place, arrived at home, very happy to give a bear to hold small black, this guy really did not let her down.

After taking a bath for Xiao Hei, she just came into the living room and found that Fu Jin had come back. Her eyebrows were frowning. Why didn't she have to go to work today?

She didn't know that since she had the glass, Fu Yan could see her as soon as he looked up. Today, the position was empty. He felt uncomfortable and couldn't examine and approve any documents. At last, he came back quietly. Anyway, he was the boss and could do whatever he wanted.

"Song September, the gun I gave you. Take it and follow me."

Fu took the bullet out of the living room and put it in the corner of his heart.

Song Jiuyue knew that this man was going to teach him how to shoot. She was a little excited. She kept the gun in her bag all the time. Anyway, no one would know that she had that thing in her bag.

Took the bag, took out the gun, followed behind Fu Yan, until Fu Yan opened a door underground, her heart just trembled.

The space inside is too big. I didn't expect that there was such a place under the villa. The people who built it at the beginning really took great pains.

There are still all kinds of guns on the walls. Many of them are even old. It can be seen that they are often practiced.

The walls on both sides are very high. At first glance, they are all big and small guns, and they are not new. It seems that they have been used for a long time and then abandoned in this place.

It's just because it's put on the empty platform on the wall. It looks more like a work of art.

There are several targets 50 meters away. The basement is very bright, just like in the daytime. There is no dark place in the whole field.

"The longest range of this gun is 50 meters. Song September, I'll give it to you just to protect yourself. Now you can't master these things in a short time. Do you see those guns on the wall? It's all worn out by me. "

Fu Yanbian took aim and said, "bang" went out. You don't need to look at Song Jiuyue to know that it must be manhuan.

She also loaded the bullet and aimed it at this distance. It was very difficult to find it, especially to hit the target. It was not so easy for her now, but she had the trouble.

"With the chest pulled back, the line between the guide star and Hukou wrist, the big arm slightly curved, the index finger next to the trigger, the other four fingers holding the gun handle, the other palm up on the wrist. Song September, follow me and adjust your posture slowly. "

Song Jiuyue nodded. After all this, he suddenly didn't know how to aim.

"Fu Jin, I..."

"Single eye aiming and double eye aiming are OK. It depends on what you are used to, but single eye will make you lose one third of your vision, and double eye may appear. So what you choose depends on yourself."

Fu Jin light said, went to song September's side, one hand holding her hand, one hand holding her waist.

"Hold your breath and concentrate. This gun doesn't have much momentum. Don't worry about numbness in your arms unless you shoot 100 shots in a row."

After adjusting song September's posture, Fu Jin stands aside and sees a serious woman with a crooked mouth."Shoot!"

"Bang!"

Song September pulled the trigger and found that the target not far away moved for a while. A little surprise flashed in his eyes.

"That's it. Find your own feelings."

Fu Fei leaned on the other side of the wall and took a serious look at the cat.

She really wanted to learn this thing well. When she first saw her, in the face of her aggression, she picked up the gun and put it against her chest. At that time, he knew that this woman was not born cowardly.

For the first time in September, song practiced shooting with a real gun, so she couldn't stop until she had dinner.

Fu has been accompanied by the disaster, occasionally lazy to remind one or two, found that she was a little bit through, the eyes flashed a smile.

They went back to the living room together. Aunt Qiu had already finished the meal. Song Jiuyue wanted to serve the soup. He just served the soup bowl. Because her hands were sour, the soup poured on her hands.

Fu Yan's eyes flashed a trace of panic, strode across the past, looked at Song September's hand in his palm, and his tone was urgent.

"Are you all right? Does it hurt? "

Song Jiuyue looks at this person, and withdraws his hand uneasily. Suddenly, he has a subtle feeling in his heart, like a spring rain in a dry field, and the grass starts to come out of the soil.

One of her hearts seems alive.

"What are you hiding for? Song September, may I ask you something? Silly, my hands are full of soup, and I put it on my skirt. "

"It's OK. The soup is not hot."

When she finished this sentence, she felt that her heart was very hot.