Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 340: Do You Plan for Me to Stay with You in Bed till Death Do Us Part?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Nan Heng raised his brows. “That’s not necessarily true. A person’s potential is limitless. The incident at Cambodia was sufficient to prove that at times, the least expected person can become the key to obtaining victory.”

Furthermore, no matter how well Ji Nuan was taking to guns, it was clear that she had the desire to protect her man. Mo Jingshen, whose wounds were mostly healed, was already revealing a hint of a smile.

The two of them, one was sitting right here, while the other was at the shooting range slowly learning to use a gun. Even across such a large distance, they were able to force-feed him a whole mouthful of dog food.

Nan Heng smirked and expanded the surveillance camera footage on the screen; this way, Mo Jingshen could continue admiring his wife’s back view.

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The sky was turning darker, and the base was surrounded by lamps. The shooting range was brightly lit.

Even though it was freezing cold, Ji Nuan found herself in good spirits as she played with her gun. She was firing at a target located fifty meters away; the matter of fact was that she really could not hit anything more than one hundred meters away. However, within a fifty meters distance, she could still manage to keep the bullet within the five rings closest to the center.

Initially, Feng Ling stood by her side to teach her the movements. Now, Ji Nuan was standing alone to work on her accuracy. Feng Ling had moved to the back and would occasionally speak up to comment on her posture.

She continued practicing for more than half an hour. Even though she stood amid the cold wind, Ji Nuan was sweating. She took several steps backward, planning to challenge the hundred-meter target once more.

A “peng” sound resounded.

She was off target again.

Ji Nuan pursed her lips and loaded the gun as she said, “Feng Ling, your skills are so great, how many years did you spend training? Does it take very long to learn to shoot a hundred-meter target? I find that the wind is also influencing the movement of the bullet…”

No one answered her. Ji Nuan raised her gun toward the target to give it another try.

All of a sudden, she felt a warm sensation against his back. She faltered in her movements; even without looking back, she could tell that it was Mo Jingshen.

The man’s clean and distinct scent suddenly surrounded her. He did not speak and only stood behind her to hold her waist and adjust her position. His other hand held her fingers as his warm, low, and husky voice spoke against her ear: “Try it now.”

Ji Nuan felt that there wasn’t much different from before. At the same time, however, it seemed like an angle she was never able to control well was suddenly corrected. She composed her breath, faced the target, and fired the gun.

Peng.

It landed right in the center.

Staring at the bullet that landed right on target, Ji Nuan: “…”

Back when they were in Cambodia, she was constantly worried about Mo Jingshen. However, it turns out that he simply had no intention of firing the gun.

Ji Nuan turned to look at the man behind her when a gush of cold wind blew by. Mo Jingshen unbuttoned the black cashmere coat she had bought for him and brought her into his embrace, wrapping her in his coat. At the same time, he took the gun from her and tossed it to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling raised her hand and easily caught it. She gave Ji Nuan a smile and intelligently took her leave.

“You stood here to practice for so long. Aren’t you cold?” The man’s soft and low voice whispered by her ear side.

“I’m not cold. This is quite fun.” Ji Nuan smiled honestly. Due to the poor skill she displayed earlier, her smile was slightly embarrassed, and a small dimple appeared on her cheek. Although she did not feel cold, when the man snuggled her into his clothes, she still turned around to hold his waist: “Weren’t you talking with Nan Heng and the rest inside? You’re done with your discussion?”

“There’s nothing important to talk about. I just met an old friend.” Mo Jingshen kissed her forehead. “It’s fine if you play with a gun here. But there’s no need to learn how to use it intentionally. There won’t be any more opportunities for you to use one in the future.”

“I just suddenly felt that Feng Ling is really handsome. When a woman shows her handsome side, it really makes her especially charismatic. I got too excited and decided to learn from her.”