Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

After one, two, three, four, five, six... In short, I don't know how many rounds of practice, Nan Qiao finally had the ability to land the bullet on the target.

"It's really gratifying." Tang Yisheng sighed, feeling quite relieved.

"Let's go, that's it for today. You've almost used up the bullets at the shooting range." Tang Yisheng raised his arm and looked at the time. Even lunch time had passed.

After saying that, he shook his head and said "tsk tsk" twice, as if sighing: "If all the people who come here to play are like you, the boss will probably cry to death."

"There are a lot of bullets at the shooting range, so I won't use them all." Nan Qiao put the gun back and calmly choked, "On your side, your patience is probably in jeopardy."

"I said in the morning that I would be a responsible teacher, but I didn't expect to regret it so quickly."

"Really, Teacher Tang?"

Tang Yisheng raised his eyebrows and said plausibly: "I am already responsible enough. It took you all morning to hit the target, and I didn't even scold you. Is this called impatient?"

"Reflect more on yourself."

Speaking of which, Tang Yisheng is not an impatient person, but his patience depends on the situation. When doing difficult tasks, he can endure squatting for three days in a row. On the contrary, it is almost entertainment. As for the task, his patience balance is indeed not very sufficient.

If Nan Qiao hadn't given him so much, he probably wouldn't have agreed.

"If you scold me, I will scold you back." Nan Qiao looked calm and not ashamed at all, "And for beginners, there seems to be nothing here that is worth scolding me for, Teacher Tang."

She had just the right amount of control, and she was just a little better than a true beginner, but not like a veteran pretending to do.

"Besides, Teacher Tang, have you forgotten that my tuition fees haven't been paid yet." Nan Qiao's fingertips gently tapped Tang Yisheng's chest. When the force was not exerted, the plump and soft chest muscles were pressed down and then bounced up quickly, shoulder to shoulder. The feeling of being much more straightforward when leaning against your back comes to your fingertips, which is quite nice.

Nan Qiao smiled brightly, his eyes flickered, and he said word by word: "Don't be too arrogant."

Tang Yisheng was not used to others touching him. In the past, he would have definitely avoided it, but the distance was too close, so he couldn't avoid it.

A few strange touches came from his chest, and Tang Yisheng couldn't help but tremble.

"Don't be too arrogant." Tang Yisheng held Nan Qiao's hand to prevent her from causing further trouble, with a sharp look in his eyes.

Nan Qiao didn't struggle at all when his hand was grabbed. Instead, he blinked his eyes and asked with interest: "But didn't you say you wouldn't do anything to me?"

"I don't mean to do anything to you, but I'm not giving you a gold medal to avoid death." Tang Yi twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile and gave Nan Qiao a sinister smile.

"What is that?" Nan Qiao tilted his head.

She couldn't kill her because she said she wouldn't kill her. She couldn't beat her because she was a woman. She couldn't scold her because she couldn't be scolded. She couldn't even throw her away because her employer hadn't paid the balance yet. Oh, and there were also tuition fees.

Tang Yisheng's smile completely froze on his face.

After thinking about it for a while, I really couldn't deal with her.

"So, this is still a gold medal for immunity from death." Nan Qiao spread his hands and sighed with a smile.

In response, Mr. Mercenary sneered, threw Nan Qiao's hand and ran away.

"Wait for me, Teacher Tang, why are you walking so fast?" Nan Qiao followed while suppressing a smile.

"Afraid of being bitten by a dog!" Tang Yi said in a cold voice with a bad tone.

"Then you can bite him back. I believe that no dog can bite someone with a famous name on the aisle."

Tang Yisheng paused and turned around: "Why aren't you afraid that I will bite you to death?" The next second, his two long legs jumped faster.

Fortunately, Nan Qiao's legs were not short, so she could keep up with him.

"If I bite you to death, my money will be wasted. It's not worth it."

"Hey, aren't you rich, and why are you afraid of this?"

"If you have money, you have to spend it wisely, not just throw it away."

"On the blade?" Spending money here to tease men? Another disdainful scoff.

...

The two of them almost quarreled all the way.

But when it comes to bickering, how can Tang Yisheng compare to Nan Qiao, a businessman who relies on his words? Of course, the outcome was a disastrous defeat. By the way, he inexplicably agreed to massage Nan Qiao's arms to relieve the pain caused by the recoil impact. Soreness.

"Then I would like to thank Teacher Tang. You are really a good and responsible teacher."

Tang Yisheng had only one word for this: "Ha."

It's really a hearty meat bun beating a dog.

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"Hurry up." Nan Qiao raised his arm and signaled to Tang Yisheng, "I've eaten the food and drank the water. What are you waiting for, Mr. Tang?"

"A man, don't go back on what you promised." After saying that, Nan Qiao directly put his arm into Tang Yisheng's arms.

"Come on, Technician Tang."

Tang Yisheng couldn't help Nan Qiao, so he gave a fake smile and held down her arm.

It's not like he hasn't relaxed his muscles and bones for his brothers in the team before. Now that he has been replaced by Nan Qiao, what's the difference? She was just afraid that she couldn't bear it.

His broad, dry palm pinched Nan Qiao's arm, which was much thinner than his, and he squeezed it with four fingers.

"Hiss—" Nan Qiao took a breath and looked at Tang Yisheng's fingers that were pinching hard on her arm, "Technician Tang, you can't be gentle."

"No, Miss Employer, how can you waste the opportunity that you have worked so hard for? I promise to give you value for money." Tang Yisheng's smile was a bit genuine now, and he continued to pinch with the same strength.

"Oops, it hurts...be gentle..."

"It's too heavy, please be lighter..."

"Don't touch there..."

A slightly hoarse female voice echoed in the room.

"Fuck! Can you stop screaming like that!" Tang Yisheng couldn't bear it anymore and scolded him in a rough voice.

Those who knew it thought they were giving a massage, and those who didn't know thought they were doing something shady.

"You used too much force. I felt pain, so of course I screamed." Nan Qiao still had an innocent face, "Technician Tang, your heart is too dirty."

"Didn't you ask for it yourself?" Tang Yisheng gritted his molars and did not comment on the next sentence, only responding to the latter sentence.

I was clamoring for him to massage me, but I still felt it hurt. Why were there so many things going on?

"That doesn't stop me from screaming. Sometimes people just can't help it."

Tang Yisheng looked sarcastic: "That only shows that you have poor tolerance."

Nan Qiao seemed very unconvinced and asked, "How good can Technician Tang's endurance be?"

"Can you promise not to scream?"

"No matter what I do, I will never be called like you." Tang Yisheng dismissed it.

When he was most seriously injured, he only grunted a few times. How could he cry like father and mother like Nan Qiao?