Chapter 33: Practice (2)
Bai Qingqing took all kinds of firearms from her space just like last night and put them on the table. She also took training target sheets and hung them on the trees not too far, before running back to Cheng Rui.
âCan we start?â
Cheng Rui picked one of the guns and handed it to her.
âTake a stance.â
Bai Qingqing obeyed and held the gun in front of her: âIs that it?â
Cheng Rui looked at her and frowned. Her posture was not quite right and he said: âYour posture is a bit wrong.â
Bai Qingqing tilted her head: âTeach me.â
Cheng Rui squatted down beside her. He grabbed her leg with his large hand and moved her slightly: âLike this.â
Bai Qingqing looked down at him. The skin of her ankle under his warm palm felt hot through the thin cloth. Cheng Rui had a serious expression, just like a strict instructor and Bai Qingqingâs eyes flickered slightly.
âDo you understand?â Cheng Rui asked in a deep voice.
Bai Qingqing smiled: âI understand. What about my arms? Is this good?â
Cheng Rui stepped beside her and held her hands. His tall figure completely enveloped her, his hands covering her fair fingers.
âHands steady, eyes on the targetâ¦â
He kept holding her hands and pulled the trigger; bullets shot from the silencer and hit the center of the sheet.
Bai Qingqingâs heart was beating wildly. She had shot zombies in the head multiple times but it had always been pure luck. Unlike her, Cheng Rui had real skills.
The manâs tall body kept embracing her and the atmosphere around him was stern and mature. Bai Qingqing trembled a bit and moved her hand.
âI will try by myself.â
Cheng Rui stepped away and looked at her with scorching eyes.
âTry. Aim first and shoot.â
âOkay.â Bai Qingqing focused and held the gun tightly. She stared at the target ahead, slowed down her breathing, and pulled the trigger. The bullet didnât hit the center but the second ring.
âI missed.â Bai Qingqing said in a confused voice.
âItâs okay, keep going.â Cheng Rui replied.
Bai Qingqing held her gun and kept firing. Every shot she made, she got closer to the center but never reached it. Her expression gradually became more frustrated and she looked at Cheng Rui: âItâs your fault.â
Cheng Rui panicked slightly and asked: âWhat did I do?â
âYou hit the center every time.â Bai Qingqing lowered her head, âBut I donât and I donât feel confident anymore.â
Cheng Rui grabbed her hand again and walked behind her. He took her in his arms and said in a low voice: âIf you keep practicing, you will definitely hit the center.â
Bai Qingqing leaned in his arms: âIf I still canât hit it, I will use you as a target instead.â
She was saying pure nonsense but unexpectedly, Cheng Rui answered: âYes.â
Bai Qingqingâs eyes moved slightly and she looked up at him: âAre you stupid? Why do you agree? Do you really want to become my target? What if I hurt you?â
âYou wonât hurt me, I trust you.â Cheng Ruiâs cold voice had a hint of gentleness.
Bai Qingqing smiled, Cheng Rui sounded much more melodious this way.
Cheng Rui lowered his head and spoke in her ear: âLook ahead.â
She could feel his warm breath on her neck and she instinctively moved away a bit. Cheng Rui squeezed her fingers and said again: âConcentrate.â
Under his careful guidance, Bai Qingqing finally hit the center of the target three times out of ten. Her expression on her delicate face relaxed and she laughed.
âCheng Rui, I did it!â
Cheng Rui looked at her happy appearance and smiled too: âGood job.â
After practicing for about half an hour, the two of them returned to the RV. Mrs. Li looked at them and said with a smile: âYoung man, there is porridge in the kitchen. You two lovebirds havenât had breakfast yet, hurry up and eat something.â
Everybody in the car looked at them with various expressions and with red cheeks, Bai Qingqing quickly denied: âNo, no auntie, you misunderstood.â
Cheng Rui remained silent.
Mrs. Li didnât expect she was wrong and apologized: âIâm sorry, I thought you two were dating.â
âAuntie, we are teammates.â Bai Qingqing rushed to Fu Chenâs side.
Fu Chen glanced at Cheng Rui then at her: âWhere have you been?â
âBrother, Cheng Rui is teaching me to shoot. He is so good!â Bai Qingqing praised him again, âI can hit the bullseye now!â
Fu Chen didnât expect she would ask Cheng Rui to teach her and his face became colder. His marksmanship was no worse than Cheng Ruiâs but his sister had gone to him instead. It seemed that she really did not care about her brother at all.
Fu Chen was very unhappy. He held Bai Qingqingâs hand and said calmly: âDoesnât it hurt after practicing for so long?â
As he said that, Bai Qingqing instead felt that her arms were sore. She showed a pitiful expression and answer: âYes, it hurts so much. Brother, massage my arms.â
Fu Chen took her to the couch and sat her down. He reached out and started rubbing her slender arms, acting the ever-doting brother in front of everyone. Cheng Rui frowned and headed to the front to take the wheel.
Shen Mingxuan opened the curtain and sat in the passenger seat: âCheng Rui, looks like if you want Bai Qingqing, you will still have to go past the captain.â
Fu Chenâs attitude towards Bai Qingqing was both of a brother and a boyfriend. Would he ever agree to Cheng Rui and Bai Qingqing getting together?