Chapter 32 Calmly Raising the Gun
Chapter 33
Having known him for so long, Wen Yining only now realizes how petty Li Changjing is. She only said one thing carelessly, and he's been holding a grudge ever since, making so many sarcastic remarks.
And it's just a fact...
Helpless, Wen Yining flattered him for a long time and was even threatened into kissing him. Li Changjing was finally appeased and stopped being the leader of the Yin-Yang Cult. Holding his gun, he asked her, "Want to give it a try?"
Wen Yining nodded vigorously like a chick pecking at rice, and with curiosity and excitement, she reached out and took the gun that Li Changjing handed her. She raised it and, imitating Li Changjing, aimed at the target in the distance and pulled the trigger.
"Smack!"
Wearing her glasses, she carefully searched the entire target three times, but there wasn't a single hole on the huge target.
"..."
Li Changjing chuckled softly.
He wrapped his arms around Wen Yining from behind, grasped her hand holding the gun, lifted her arm, aimed at the bullseye, and pulled the trigger as if he hadn't even aimed properly, with a crisp "bang".
10 rings.
Li Changjing leaned casually against the table, his pale fingers twirling a gun, a slight smile playing on his lips as he looked down at her. "Want to learn?"
"Yes!" Wen Yining's eyes sparkled.
Li Changjing shoved the gun into her hand, showing her how to hold it, then pulled her into his arms again, holding her hand in his own, and raised his arm to aim at the bullseye.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Wen Yining's entire back was now leaning against Li Changjing's chest, as if Li Changjing was pressing her down, pressing her tightly against his body. His embrace and breath enveloped her completely, and when he lowered his head slightly, his soft lips brushed against her ear almost imperceptibly.
Too close, too intimate...
Although I've gradually gotten used to being close to him, but...
Wen Yining blushed and couldn't help but shift slightly.
"Don't move!"
Li Changjing's breath was right next to her ear.
Wen Yining held her breath and immediately dared not move.
"Don't stand at this angle, stand at a 30-degree angle like this."
"Raise your arms naturally and let your shoulders relax. Don't be so stiff and deliberate."
"Use your fingertip to pull the trigger, don't resist the recoil, or you'll miss."
"Focus all your attention on the bullseye and ignore all your senses."
"Press harder with your left hand, yes, Ningning is so good."
Every word Li Changjing spoke felt like he was breathing into her ear. Wen Yining's face grew hotter and hotter, and her mind couldn't help but follow his breath. Her legs felt weak, and she inexplicably remembered how he would breathe softly in her ear after each kiss.
Thinking about it, she felt like she was about to catch a fever.
She felt that Li Changjing did it on purpose.
But he also appeared very upright and serious, as if he hadn't paid any attention to this point, speaking each word with seriousness and earnestness.
Wen Yining tried to ignore her emotions and calmly followed his instructions, and the heat on her face gradually subsided.
After shooting for more than 20 minutes, it was indeed better than before; at least I could avoid missing the target, but it was still not good enough.
Looking at the dismal score displayed on the screen above the target, Wen Yining sighed, nodded, suppressed her disappointment, and softly encouraged herself, "It's okay, I'll just practice more."
"That's already very impressive."
Wen Yining turned her head, and Li Changjing looked down at her tenderly, gently patting her head. "This gun isn't really suitable for you."
"Really?" Wen Yining asked, her eyes wide.
Meeting her gaze, Li Changjing calmly gave a soft "hmm".
Wen Yining felt a little better.
The sightseeing bus driver didn't know anything about guns, so Li Changjing told her to practice on her own first, and he would go to the warehouse to find one for her himself.
After Li Changjing left, Wen Yining was left alone in the shed. Undeterred by setbacks, she practiced with unwavering focus.
Soon, several sightseeing vehicles drove over from the direction of the villa not far away, seemingly also coming to play with guns. The vehicles stopped, and seven or eight well-dressed men and women got out.
This is a private mountain resort that is not open to the public, so there is only this group of people in the huge mountain.
Wen Yining glanced over casually and immediately spotted Angela.
The other person also saw her, put their arm around Fang Qi and said a few words, then walked towards her, smiling and waving gently, their voice soft like a feather, "Hi! Ningning."
Wen Yining put down her gun and waved to her.
"How did the game go?" Angela walked over to her, looked at the sign in front of her, and her fragrance immediately began to waft into Wen Yining's nostrils.
Wen Yining glanced at the score as well, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I didn't play well."
"It's okay." Angela turned to her with a smile, her eye makeup was exquisite and heavy, but you could still see the gentleness and light in her eyes. "I play very well, let me teach you."
Before Wen Yining could answer, Angela casually picked up a large sniper rifle from the table, walked around behind Wen Yining, and, just like Li Changjing had done earlier, wrapped her arms around Wen Yining without warning.
Angela's height is similar to Wen Yining's, but she wore a pair of 10-centimeter stiletto heels, which were just enough to put her in her arms.
Wen Yining stiffened reflexively. Angela's full, firm breasts rubbed against her back, and she dared not move. Although they were of the same sex, she had a strange feeling of being embraced by a man.
Wen Yining felt very uncomfortable, but it was rare to meet a girl here who liked her so much, and she really couldn't bring herself to refuse.
He had no choice but to force himself to look away and focus on the gun in his hand. "Li Changjing said it's because none of these guns are suitable for me."
Angela, who was about to speak with a charming smile, fell silent after hearing this and looking at the gun in her hand, which was perfect for beginners and easy to balance.
Wen Yining noticed her silence, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Angela smiled again and took Wen Yining's hand, her voice like a lover's murmur, "It's okay, I'm here. I'll hold your hand."
Angela was very patient, almost holding her while hitting her. Her chest pressed tightly against Wen Yining's back. Wen Yining took a deep breath and suddenly wondered if this was how Li Changjing usually felt when he held her.
The moment the idea came to her, her face turned bright red, and her hand trembled, causing Angela's hand to tremble as well, resulting in the ball missing its mark.
Wen Yining coughed awkwardly and whispered, "I missed."
Angela looked at her red ears and smiled, using her long manicured nails to tease her chin gently. "Little Ningning, how can you be so cute?"
Wen Yining touched her ticklish chin, a strange and awkward feeling flashing through her mind.
*
A group of people appeared in the shed.
Li Changjing ignored the unimportant people and focused his gaze on Wen Yining, who was being held in someone's arms. His expression disappeared as he walked back and saw the blush on Wen Yining's face. His deep eyes immediately darkened.
Amidst the cacophony of gunfire, a soft sound suddenly rang out nearby, sending a chill down one's spine.
Wen Yining subconsciously turned her head and saw a small pistol lying on the table. Li Changjing had returned at some point, his face cold as he tugged at his collar, looking at her with a calm tone, "Come here, I'll teach you."
I don't know what happened. He was fine just now, but after going out for a while and coming back, Li Changjing suddenly seemed very unhappy.
Wen Yining glanced at Fang Qi, who was following behind him, and guessed that something must have happened.
He still didn't talk about his feelings, and Wen Yining still didn't ask. Although he was still a little disappointed, it was negligible.
She didn't want to distract Li Changjing by teaching her how to play games when he was already unhappy, so she smiled at him, thinking she was being considerate, and shook her head, "It's okay, Angela can teach me. You can go about your business."
After saying that, he turned his face away and continued to face the target in front of him.
I didn't see Li Changjing's expression darken completely.
Angela and Lee Chang-kyung exchanged a glance across the distance.
Angela has a girlfriend, but that doesn't stop her from finding a boyfriend.
They met at a dinner party not long ago. Actually, among the men and women at the table, she initially took a liking to Li Changjing. At that time, the people in the room were playing games. In the noisy, dark, and intoxicating room, he was the only one sitting in a dark corner smoking, coldly watching everything in front of him, as if there was an invisible barrier between them.
Someone chuckled and asked from the corner, "Right, Brother Jing?"
The person in the corner chuckled softly.
Angela looked over and saw a blurry silhouette, exuding an air of nonchalance yet complete control.
Unexpectedly, she was rejected badly, so she went to Fang Qi instead.
Angela raised an eyebrow, thinking about Li Changjing's gaze, and ultimately did not dare to be too intimate with Wen Yining, only standing aside and occasionally supporting her.
She was quite satisfied with this, as the two men she had her eye on were standing beside her.
That young master Li is not someone to be trifled with, but this girl is so innocent and easy to manipulate that she almost feels a bit of pity for her. If she were willing, she really wanted to have a proper romance with her.
Angela looked at the two beauties in front of her, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes.
Unfortunately, they weren't as open-minded as Fang Qi, otherwise...
Li Changjing looked at Wen Yining, then turned away, suppressing his anger, picked up the gun he had found for Wen Yining from the table, and loaded it with bullets.
Having emptied two magazines of bullets, Li Changjing's frustration remained unchanged. He put down his gun and coldly looked to the side.
The two were close together, their heads touching. Wen Yining looked down at the phone screen that Anji had pulled over, a smile on her face.
Even though they were so close, only two meters apart, Wen Yining didn't even glance at him, but smiled at others as if she didn't know him at all.
Angela held up her phone, but her gaze was fixed on Wen Yining's face.
Fang Qi wasn't interested in the game's shooting game. Leaning against the table next to Li Changjing, he talked to himself, "I'm really fed up. Lao Gao dumped that little starlet, what's wrong with her? She came to me to go and hit on Lao Gao. Do I seem too good-natured? Any Tom, Dick, or Harry can use me as a weapon?"
Li Changjing withdrew his gaze, seemingly ignoring Fang Qi's complaints. He calmly lowered his head, gripping the gun barrel with one hand, and loaded bullets into the magazine one by one.
With a "click," he closed the gun.
"Very good, very good, just like that, wow, Ningning is improving so fast! Yes, hold on tight, don't move." Angela held Wen Yining's arm.
After a while, Wen Yining was able to ignore Angela's touch as much as possible. After a moment of awkwardness, she immediately came back to her senses and focused on the technique that Li Changjing had just taught her, looking at the bullseye in front of her.
“Yes, this is the angle,” Angela whispered in her ear.
Wen Yining stopped moving, squinted and stared intently at the red dot, slowly pressing down with her index finger, preparing to pull it.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
A gunshot rang out without warning, followed by the sound of something being hit.
Even though she knew it was a toy, the continuous sounds were so realistic, as if they were exploding right next to her ears. For a moment, it felt like she was really on a battlefield, so real that it made her feel terrified. Wen Yining's hand trembled, and she subconsciously covered her ears.
Li Changjing held his gun forward. He was an excellent marksman, and every shot hit its mark. The screen below Wen Yining's target, which automatically sensed and switched targets, was riddled with holes and was now emitting white smoke.
After the ear-piercing gunfire ceased and the area quieted down, a deathly silence descended.
Everyone present was stunned. All the gunfire stopped, and they stared at the screen in front of them in complete silence.
Wen Yining's heart pounded with fear. Looking at the shattered screen below her own, she looked up at Li Changjing beside her, both stunned and confused.
Li Changjing's profile was sharp. He raised his arm, pointing the gun at the direction of the collapse, then lowered his arm, turned to look at her, tall and elegant with a handsome face.
The next second, he raised his arm again, gripped the gun, and calmly pointed the muzzle at Angela's forehead.
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