"Xueqin, this gun technique is fed by bullets. I will take you to the shooting range to practice guns tomorrow." Chen Miao said.

"Will it cause you trouble?"

"No, you're thinking too much." Chen Miao wanted to protect Liang Xueqin, but if Liang Xueqin had a certain ability to protect herself, she would be happy to see her success.

Liang Xueqin coaxed Qiao'er to sleep, but she couldn't sleep when she was lying on the bed. Her mind was constantly replaying the fierce gunfight at the entrance of the cinema tonight, and how she herself pulled out her pistol and fired the miserable shot.

I was scared, of course, and her heart almost jumped out of her mind at that time, but the moment she started to grab it, she actually felt a special feeling.

A little excitement!

Of course it is not the excitement of longing for killing, but the excitement that can help your beloved and fight with your beloved.

"Why, can't you sleep?" The door opened, and Chen Miao immediately noticed it, sat up, and saw Liang Xueqin coming in from outside.

"Um."

"Come on, sit here, I'll sit with you for a while." Chen Miao pulled open the quilt on his body, gave Liang Xueqin a seat, let her lie beside him, and then pulled it up for her.

Without talking, Liang Xueqin felt that she was at peace in an instant. This is a sense of security, what a woman wants most in her life.

However, not long after, I suddenly heard the phone ringing in the living room.

Xiaoqi answered the phone call.

"Third brother, something happened. Zhaofeng would have just had a serious shooting..." Xiaoqi knew Liang Xueqin was inside, so she didn't come in and reported outside the door.

Before he could finish listening, Chen Miao got up from the bed.
Chapter completed!