[Big Boss Chapter 13] Give me a rub

"I hit it!?"

Chu Jiao turned around in surprise and confirmed with Yan Zhan.

"Yes," Yan Zhan glanced at the target that only passed through the outermost ring, and touched the small head on his chest, "Great."

"Come again, come again!"

The sense of accomplishment can arouse a person's interest. Chu Jiao raised the gun again excitedly.

The girl was a complete novice. Even if she corrected her posture once, it would still be wrong the next time. Every time she fired a shot, Yan Zhan held her hand and corrected it patiently without any impatience.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

After a few shots, the ring technique of the hit became higher and higher, and Chu Jiao began to get carried away.

"Maybe I'm also a potential sharpshooter," she swung the gun around her hand, "Don't help me this time, I'll try it myself!"

Yan Zhan was reluctant to dampen the girl's enthusiasm, so he silently withdrew his hand and stood aside.

...

The result was obvious and very horrible.

"It's okay," Yan Zhan comforted dryly, "Just practice more and you'll be fine."

Chu Jiao turned around dejectedly and leaned against the fence.

"How long have you been practicing?"

When the man held her hand just now, she felt the thick coils on his fingertips.

She put the gun aside, and her hand naturally held his fingers and rubbed them gently.

"More than ten years," Yan Zhan recalled, "When I was little, I followed my father and had more opportunities to touch guns."

"Alas, I think I'd better forget it," Chu Jiao said angrily, "I won't use it anyway, just play with it."

"No," Yan Zhan was very determined at this moment, "The world is so chaotic now, you have to learn to use a gun so that you can protect yourself when I'm not around."

Chu Jiao shuddered in her heart, thinking that

he always thinks about her like this.

Why is it "always"? They have only known each other for a short time.

The private room prepared by Boss Wang can actually accommodate many people to play together. Not only is there a shooting room, but there is also the most fashionable bar and rest room on the side. The dignitaries can relax and have fun here, and they can also discuss secrets.

Yan Zhan and Chu Jiao were squeezed into a narrow shooting room, the whole space was only a few square meters, and every movement could bring skin contact.

"But I'm so tired now," Chu Jiao shook the man's hand gently, "I just held it for a long time, my hand is sore."

Yan Zhan found that he was completely unable to resist the girl's coquetry.

His heart softened into a cloud.

"Then, what should I do?" He was at a loss.

The man was too tall, and Chu Jiao had to raise her head to talk.

She simply propped her hands on the partition, exerted force, and sat on the windowsill of the shooting window. Face to face with the man, smelling each other's breath.

She stretched out her arms and said confidently, "Give me a massage."

Before leaving the house, the girl took off her messy nightgown and put on a smart little suit, which looked like a couple's outfit with the man's. Of course, the man didn't know what a couple's outfit was, but he still praised the girl's clothes with admiration.

His fiancée, of course, looked good in anything.

Yan Zhan had taken off his miserable little vest and temporarily left it in Chu's house. He was only wearing a white shirt, looking heroic and domineering.

He responded to all the girl's requests.

Yan Zhan's hands, which had always been used to touch guns and hold pens, were used for the first time to massage a girl, and he was willing and happy to do so.

Chu Jiao felt the cautious strength on her arm, her eyes rolled, and her evil intentions came up again.

Chu Jiao: I flirt with you, I flirt with you, if I can flirt with you, you will let me hehehehe.