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Chapter 987 Shen Jinghua and Ye Tianchen 209
Geng Mingxuan stared at her for a moment. She pulled up the slingshot, aimed, and let go. She moved swiftly and sharply in one go. With a bang, the glass beads fell into the first cup precisely, and there was no drop of water in the cup. splash out.

"Young master, it's your turn." Seeing his astonished expression as if he swallowed a raw egg, Shen Jinghua smiled, revealing a hint of frivolity.

"Tch, it's no big deal, it's just a coincidence." Geng Mingxuan said contemptuously, picked up the slingshot and got ready, aimed at the second cup, let go, and with a bang, the glass bead hit the top of the cup, and the cup fell, and the inside The water flowed out, and his face was black.

Shen Jinghua smiled frivolously, but was not in a hurry to make fun of him, and easily won the second and third cups...

However, the glass beads shot by Geng Mingxuan either flew over the glass or knocked over the water glass. It was not easy to shoot one, but the water splashed out, and the last water glass was broken by the glass beads he shot hard. .

He looked at her with disbelief, anger, and in the end he was dumbfounded, revealing a trace of hidden admiration.

"How is it, young master?" Shen Jinghua smiled. In the 21st century, she often practiced shooting with her elder brother Luo Huaixi. He likes to use a scalpel as a throwing knife. Still more than enough, kid.

"Cut...what's the matter...it's amazing...my young master just had bad luck today." Geng Mingxuan wanted to save face, of course he couldn't just admit defeat.

"Young master is right, I was lucky today." Shen Jinghua smiled brightly and went to put away the cups.

Her smile... so ironic.

Geng Mingxuan gritted his teeth and stared fiercely at her tidied back, wanting to ask for advice, but he couldn't hold back his face.

Shen Jinghua seemed to be talking to himself, and said in a moderate voice: "If you want to shoot well, you must have accurate vision, use proper force, and of course have good psychological self-control. The so-called practice makes perfect, practice more skills will become mature.”

Geng Mingxuan's black eyes flickered, he clutched the slingshot, his face expressionless, but his ears perked up unknowingly.

Shen Jinghua pretended not to notice that he was eavesdropping, and continued to explain what she had learned from shooting practice, and then she heard him say, "Put the cup back to its original place."

She chuckled, put the cups she had just picked up back in place, and practiced for him as he pleased.

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Xuexue, the maid who took care of Geng Mingxuan, was transferred away, and the responsibility of taking care of him fell on Shen Jinghua. She had to take care of all the food, clothing, housing and transportation. She was suddenly promoted from a jobless person to the young master's nanny. She was a little dumbfounded.

It was night, and Geng Mingxuan was sitting by the bed, a little tired. Today, he practiced shooting for an hour, and his arms were sore and weak.

Shen Jinghua half-kneeled on the carpet and washed his feet. This was the first time she helped someone wash their feet. She became a little devil's nanny from a daughter of a thousand gold.

"Hey, try harder." Geng Mingxuan kicked the water in the basin with his feet, and the splashed water fell on her clothes.

Shen Jinghua glanced at the wet hem of his clothes, but didn't say anything, and his hands intensified.

"Ah... you are so strong, do you want to pinch me to death?" Geng Mingxuan yelled, retracted his right foot, stretched it out suddenly, and kicked her hard on the left chest. She was unprepared and was kicked hard. He fell to the ground and immediately felt pain in his left chest.

(End of this chapter)