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After Yan Wujing and Yan Jing finished gun practice, they went to the lounge of the shooting range to drink tea together.

Strictly sitting opposite Yan Wujing, he happened to be sitting under the light, and the letter A diamond stud earrings on his earlobe were particularly dazzling by the light.

He picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip with downcast eyes, and then asked softly, "Why did you suddenly think of a marksmanship competition with me tonight?"

"I installed a monitoring system and location tracking in his mobile phone, and he found out. Now he is angry with me."

After listening carefully, with an expected expression, he turned the two walnuts in his hand and joked: "I said it a long time ago, don't be too strict, it will only backfire."

"I just……"

"Never mind what it is, no one likes the feeling of being in control."

Yan Wujing sighed lightly, picked up the tea on the table and drank it down in one gulp.

"I can't think of any way to calm him down now."

"I don't know either, why don't you ask Jing Ye?"

Yan Wujing raised his eyebrows, "What can Jing Ye do?"

"He's already on his way. He should be here soon. Later, you can ask him if there is any good way to coax your family."

Yan Wujing suddenly showed a teasing look in his eyes, and he asked with a smile: "It seems that Jing Ye often coaxes you."

"I don't need to be coaxed. With me, the only thing I need is not to make mistakes. If I make a mistake, there is no room for maneuver."

"Then it seems that Jingye's life is really not easy."

"I don't know about it. He chooses the day and the people. Whether you are living well or not, you can only admit it."

Yan Wujing didn't answer, and continued to drink tea with Yan Jing silently.

After about a few minutes, Jing Ye hurried over. He was wearing a long brown windbreaker, and his mid-length black hair was scattered on both sides of his shoulders. Flick the hair back, just flick it so casually, the hair is very obedient to the middle part.

Jing Ye is a painter, maybe every painter likes to have black hair and long straight hair.

When Yan Wujing saw Jing Ye for the first time, he almost mistook him for a girl. Fortunately, his Adam's apple was more obvious and his voice was more magnetic, so he knew it was a man immediately.

"Sorry, I'm late, there was a little traffic jam on the road just now."

Jing Ye took off the windbreaker and put it aside, pulled out the chair and sat beside Yan Jing.

Jing Ye took the rigorous hand as if no one was around, and kissed the back of the rigorous hand, his eyes were full of doting.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

When Yan Wujing saw Jing Ye and Yan Jing showing affection in front of him, he rolled his eyes and looked away.

Seeing this, Jing Ye gloated at Yan Wujing, and jokingly said, "Why didn't you bring your man here today? Did you quarrel? Or broke up? If we broke up, then I have to book a big box to celebrate."

Seeing that Yan Wujing's face was extremely ugly with Jing Ye's anger, Yan Jin immediately reached out and grabbed the back of Jing Ye's neck, and leaned forward to kiss Jing Ye's thin lips.

Jing Ye responded to the serious kiss with a smile, and even deepened the sweet kiss with seriousness.

Yan Wujing, who was sitting opposite Yan Jing, was so angry that he almost flipped the table when he saw the hot-eyed scene in front of him.

"Enough is enough for you, go to the hotel if you want to get out."

Yan Jing and Jing Ye let go of each other immediately, and they both smiled at the same time.

Jing Ye crossed Erlang's legs, playing with the letter A earring on Yan Jing's earlobe. This earring was made by him himself, and it was a token of love between him and Yan Jing.

"Angry? Wujing, do you want me to teach you how to coax a man?"

Originally, Yan Wujing wanted Jing Ye to help with advice, but when he saw Jing Ye and Yan Jing showing affection in front of him, he instantly lost the desire to ask for advice.

"Forget it, I'll settle this matter myself."

"It's easy to coax a man, especially An Xiaojing from your family. He seems to be the type who is easy to soften his heart. If you try more tricks, you might be able to coax him well."

At this time, Yan Yan interjected, "Stop monitoring his cell phone in the future, he is a person, not your property, you should learn to respect your lover."

"Instructor Yan, are you starting to be a love tutor now? Or a life philosophy tutor?"

Yan Jing used to be Yan Wujing's only master who performed the apprenticeship ceremony in the training camp, but Yan Wujing generally called Yan Jing an instructor, not directly master.

"Don't do to others what you don't want done to yourself, you don't understand this truth."

Yan Wujing nodded, "Understood, thank you, Instructor Yan, for accompanying me in gun practice tonight."

When Yan Wujing got up and was about to leave, Yan Wujing looked back at Yan Jing, and said in a provocative tone: "Instructor Yan's marksmanship is not as good as when he was young. I don't know if it's because of his age, or because he is too busy with love."

After listening to Yan Wujing's words, Yan Jing and Jing Ye instantly understood that Yan Wujing was angry with them for showing their affection in front of him just now.

"I go first."

Jing Ye looked at the back of Yan Wujing leaving, and he immediately held Yan Wujing's strict hand happily.

"Honestly, it's rare to be able to make Yan Wu prosperous once."

"Does being mad at him make you so happy?"

"I really like Yan Wujing's deflated expression. He is used to having a cold face just like you, and he doesn't like to express. The more indifferent his face is, the more embarrassing he is. You didn't notice him. There was a lot of talking just now.”

Jing Ye approached Yan Jing's side, and quietly...

The strict abdominal muscles are particularly obvious, and Jing Ye can feel it all at once.

"Jin, the way you look deflated, even when you're angry with me, is so cute."

Yan Yan took away Jing Ye's fumbling hand, stood up and walked towards the exit.

Jing Ye immediately followed, striding forward to embrace Yan Jing in his arms.

Jing Ye's height is 1.9 meters two, he is two centimeters taller than Yan Jing, so when he kisses Yan Jing, he doesn't need to bow his head or bend over, just lower his eyes slightly.

"Honestly, I just bought new paints and brushes, how about going to the studio with me tonight? You haven't let me paint on your back for a long time."

Jing Ye kissed his strict brow, then on his nose, followed by strict thin lips.

Rigorously raised his hand and looked at the watch on his hand, and found that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, he said, "Let's eat supper first."

"But I don't want to eat supper, I just want to eat..." Jing Ye stared at Yan Jing, who immediately understood the meaning in Jing Ye's eyes.

Pushing Jing Ye away rigorously, he replied coldly, "Let's see how you behave."

"Do you still need to question my ability? When did I not make you comfortable?"

Jing Ye touched his own lips and stuck them on again, refusing to let go of the tightly held hands.

"Don't push me away or I'll go crazy in the street, huh?"

"Let's go, I'm full, and I will naturally give you a chance to be full too."