The Moon In My Arms

   Chapter 6 I Teach You

   Just when Qiyue was caught in the battle between heaven and man, Ling Feng came over and greeted Qiyue and Song Qiuqiu enthusiastically, "Hey, two beauties, come and try it too!"

   "Huh? Us?"

   Isn't this someone handing a pillow when you're dozing off?

  Song Qiuqiu's eyes lit up instantly, but his face was still quite reserved, "But, we don't know much about it, can you..."

"What's the matter, don't we all know nothing, we are all amateurs, just play! Come here, just look at it so boring! Hurry up, hurry up! Kill this woman Ye Linling! Too arrogant to her! "Ling Feng said with a big smile.

  The attitude of the other boys is also that they are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, so naturally they don't mind two more people.

   "Come and play together!"

   "Yes yes yes, come and try! Don't be afraid! Lin Ling, don't you mind having two more competitors?"

   Ye Linling raised her eyebrows: "Competitors?"

   Ye Linling obviously didn't take Qi Yue and Song Qiuqiu seriously.

   However, this girl named Qi Yue who appeared suddenly not only gave Gu Huai a kiss, but also kept sticking to Gu Huai, which made her a little uncomfortable.

   Ye Linling folded her arms around her chest, smiled and said, "Okay, you can try it too, beg for abuse!"

  Song Qiuqiu bumped Qiyue's shoulder: "In this way, I'll try the water first! In case I win, I'll give you these three dating opportunities!"

   Looking at Gu Huai's attitude, it was obvious that he didn't want to date a woman.

   And although she is a Yangou, she is simply a Yangou. I don't dare to think about it. It's better to give Qi Yue, a guy who was dazed by potatoes, a chance to talk about potatoes.

   So, Song Qiuqiu was gearing up and eager to play.

  Qiyue's eyes were shining from behind to cheer Song Qiuqiu, "Come on Qiuqiu!!"

   At this moment, Qiuqiu's thin shoulders seemed to carry her potatoes for a semester.

   Although Song Qiuqiu can't, but after playing it a few times, the basic operation is no problem.

   After a while, she took a deep breath, raised her hand, and fired a shot smoothly.

   After a "bang-" sound, the result came out on the scorer.

   "How much?" Song Qiuqiu looked nervous.

   "Pfft, 5 rings..."

  Song Qiuqiu: "…"

   There was a burst of potato rain in Qi Yue's eyes: "..."

  Ling Feng patted Song Qiuqiu on the shoulder, "It's good, you can play this number of rings as an amateur, and it's better than Jiang Lang."

  Jiang Lang's face darkened, "I'm swiping! Okay!"

  Song Qiuqiu sighed and lowered his head, "Hey, it really doesn't work!"

The girls next to    laughed out loud.

   "Why let them waste this time!"

   "Yeah, so boring!"

   Ye Linling glanced in Qi Yue's direction, and said in a meaningful way, "I have to make people give up!"

  Song Qiuqiu looked at the last hope, "Yuebao, it's your turn, try it! Oh, I forgot, you can't shoot..."

  Song Qiuqiu was about to teach Qi Yue when Gu Huai walked over: "Can you hold a gun?"

   Seeing Gu Huai passing by, Song Qiuqiu quickly stepped aside and stepped back.

   Qi Yue subconsciously replied, "No."

   Gu Huai heard the words, his eyes flashed slightly: "I will teach you."

   Qi Yue glanced at Gu Huai.

   Gu Huai probably guessed what she would say, and explained, "Cough, teach you the basic operations."

  Gu Huai picked up the gun and patiently showed her how to hold the gun, "Can you see clearly?"

   "Well." Qi Yue tried to lift it up and grab it.

  Gu Huai held up her hand and helped her adjust her posture, "Aim with one hand, while the other hand and shoulder are relaxed. The height of the front sight at the front of the gun body should be the same as the notch in the sight..."

  Gu Huai stood beside her, and when he was explaining to her, he would lean slightly closer to her so that she could hear clearly.

When    helped her adjust her movements, Gu Huai kept a gentlemanly distance and didn't touch her body, only her slender fingers brushed the back of her gun-carrying hand inadvertently.

  There is a layer of calluses on the pulp of his fingers, and when he brushes the skin, it is like a feather brushing, and it is a little itchy…

   At this distance, she could smell the refreshing scent of shampoo on him, mixed with a faint scent of cedar and cypress.

   PS: Every time the first tens of thousands of words in a new book, I will habitually go back and revise it repeatedly. It does not affect the big plot. You can ignore it~

   (end of this chapter)