Chapter 340: Are You Going to Let Me Accompany You in Bed Every Night Until You Die?

Nan Heng raised his eyebrows: "Not necessarily, people's potential is endless. The last time I was in Cambodia was enough to prove that sometimes the most unexpected people will become the key to victory."

What's more, no matter how well Ji Nuan learned this gun, she obviously wanted to protect her man's heart, which already caused a smile on the lips of Mo Jingshen, who was almost injured.

One of the two is here, the other is slowly learning to shoot at the shooting range, and the one who is far apart can forcibly feed him a mouthful of dog food.

The corner of Nan Heng's mouth twitched, and he moved out of the way in front of the monitor screen, so that Mo Jingshen could continue to appreciate his wife's back here.

...

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the base is surrounded by bright lights, especially the lights at the gun shooting range seem to be brighter than other training places.

The cold wind was piercing to the bone, but Ji Nuan was having fun, shooting at a target 50 meters away. It turned out that she really missed the shot at a distance of more than 100 meters, but she was within 50 meters and 50 meters. Basically can shoot more than five rings.

At first, Feng Ling stood by her side and taught her all the movements, but now Ji Nuan is standing here to train her aiming, and Feng Ling is behind her from time to time to teach her which posture is not standardized.

After training for more than half an hour, Ji Nuan was sweating in the cold wind. She moved a dozen steps to the side, intending to challenge the target at a distance of 100 meters again.

"Bang" sound.

Crooked again.

Ji Nuan pouted and said while loading the bullet: "Feng Ling, your shooting skills are so good, how many years have you been practicing? Does this distance of 100 meters take a long time to practice? I feel that the wind speed also seems to affect the direction of the final hit. …”

No one answered her from behind, Ji Nuan held the gun and continued to aim at the target 100 meters away, intending to fire again.

Suddenly, the back of her hand warmed, and she paused when she was about to shoot. She didn't need to look back to know that it was Mo Jingshen.

The clean and clean smell of the man surrounded her, he didn't speak, he just stood behind her and held her waist upright, holding her fingers with the other hand, his soft and hoarse voice pressed against her. In the ear: "Try it now."

Ji Nuan felt that her hand did not seem to have much difference from before, but it seemed that the angle she had not been able to control had been corrected. She calmly faced the target 100 meters away, Pull your finger directly.

boom.

Hit the bullseye.

Looking at the bullseye shot through, Ji Nuan said, "..."

At that time in Cambodia, she repeatedly feared that Mo Jingshen would have an accident, but it turned out that he did not intend to shoot at all.

Ji Nuan looked back at the man behind him, the cold wind blew, Mo Jingshen opened the black cashmere coat she had bought before, hugged her whole body in her arms, then wrapped her in the clothes, and at the same time She took down the gun in her hand and threw it to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling raised his hand to catch the gun easily, then smiled at Ji Nuan's direction, and walked away consciously.

"Standing here for so long, isn't it cold?" The man's low voice was close to her ear.

"It's not cold, it's quite exciting." Ji Nuan laughed honestly, and she smiled a little shyly because of her unreliable marksmanship just now. She didn't feel cold either, but now that she was wrapped in clothes by the man, she still turned around in his arms, and raised her hand to hug his back: "Aren't you talking with Nan Heng and the others inside? It's over. ?"

"It's nothing important, I met an old friend." Mo Jingshen kissed her on the forehead: "You can just play with gunshots here, you don't need to learn it, and there won't be anything that needs you in the future. Chance to shoot."

"I just suddenly felt that Feng Ling was very handsome. I felt that the handsome side of a woman was also very attractive. I wanted to learn from her on a whim."

The man looked at her with dark and quiet eyes, and gradually smiled slowly: "You are very attractive now, do you want to add some more charm to you? I have already restrained myself.

Are you going to let me accompany you to spend the night in bed until you die? "

Ji Nuan: "..."

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The next day, noon.

Mo Jingshen drove, and the black Bentley directly entered the Mo family's manor house in Los Angeles.

Although it is not as large as the Mojia old house in Haicheng in the clear mountains and green water, it is still more than 1,000 meters. Moreover, a place like Los Angeles is in a prosperous wealthy area. A manor-style villa with a large area, it can be seen that Shine Group has indeed been standing in the Chinese community in the United States for many years. After all, it is said that the manor villa in this wealthy area has been around for some years, and those who can live here are not ordinary people.

As soon as he got out of the car, Ji Nuan found two luxury cars parked on the parking lot.

She wondered: "Do the Mo family still have many relatives in Los Angeles? Are there relatives here today?"

Mo Jingshen glanced at it: "No."

"Then why are there so many cars? Someone should be driving over here. If it's just the Mo family's car, shouldn't it be parked in the garage?"

Ji Nuan glanced in again. At this time, George, the housekeeper who used to be a part-time driver, had already greeted him: "President Mo, Mrs. Mo, welcome back, the time is just right, it's time for dinner."

Mo Jingshen nodded lightly and didn't say much.

Ji Nuan called out to Uncle George.

Just as she was about to go in, Ji Nuan was suddenly held by the man's hand. She was forced to stop and turned to look at Mo Jingshen. Just as she was about to ask him what he was doing, she subconsciously turned her head to look in because of his gaze. .

Mo Jingshen turned his gaze forward, and looked at Su Zhilan, who had just walked out of the villa, with a cold expression. The man's aura instantly rose to a new level of indifference.

How morbidly pale and weak Mo Jingshen was a few days ago, and now he is so cold and stern, exuding a silent and self-consciously freezing aura of alienation.

Ji Nuan thought about countless possibilities at first. He thought that the person he might meet here was An Shuyan. After all, Mo Shao still wanted to match his best secretary, but he never expected it to be Su. Know blue.

Since Su Zhilan is here...

Ji Nuan glanced at the villa, so the Su family should be there.

No wonder there were so many cars on the parking lot, and she saw an old man with gray hair through the window of the villa. There was no other old man of this age in the Mo family except for the old man Mo, so it was estimated that this person should be The legendary Su Lao.

This is because I couldn't go in and meet Mo Jingshen in the hospital. I don't know where I heard the news that they would come back for the reunion dinner. Did they come to Mo's house to wait?

Ji Nuan's good mood suddenly exploded.

This Miss Su really knows how to keep her spirits alive in order to have the most disturbing effect!