The male god is sick: the only favorite sweetheart wants to leave home

Chapter 571 The Eve of the Final Battle
She used to think that she was not welcome because she was looked down upon in the Mu family, but now she found out that God just delayed her happiness to her, and it was not a little bit less.

Even the interest was given to her.

For everyone who loves her, she will come back alive!
Mu Xiaoran practiced very seriously and made rapid progress, because she only had one belief in her heart, that is, if she practiced her marksmanship well, she would be able to save Tang Shaojue, and when Tang Shaojue came back, the three of them would be together forever.

Before he knew it, it was already the second night, and after another night, Mu Xiaoran would be on the battlefield.

Bei Chenrui brought dinner to the shooting range. When he came, Mu Xiaoran was still practicing shooting, but Fendai's little face was full of seriousness.

In a set of ten rounds, she hit hearts eight times.

This is already a good result for Mu Xiaoran.

You must know that Mu Xiaoran had never touched a pistol before, which was beyond his expectation.

But Mu Xiaoran was very impatient.

"It's already very powerful, let's take a rest first." Bei Chenrui said gently.

Mu Xiaoran put the pistol aside, said dejectedly: "Cousin, my level is too bad, it is impossible to be Bai Qingqi's opponent."

Even with just one mistake, maybe she didn't kill Bai Qingqi.

But she knows that she is still far from being a perfect target, and she is still a fixed target, and she is also flawed, so will she be able to do it when she targets someone?
"Don't worry so much. I will quietly follow you when the time comes. Let you learn how to shoot just in case. I'm worried that you will be held hostage by Bai Qingqi. Will you know if you can protect yourself?"

Bei Chenrui patted Mu Xiaoran on the shoulder, but he really didn't have that many demands on Mu Xiaoran.

Mu Xiaoran nodded, but her mood was still low. Life is not something you can joke about. When you die, you lose everything.

So she couldn't tolerate being sloppy in the slightest.

Bei Chenrui pulled Mu Xiaoran to sit in the rest area: "Eat your fill first, and I'll give you a massage in a while to relax your muscles, and you'll definitely be able to aim."

"Really?" Mu Xiaoran asked lazily.

She also talked to Bei Chenrui purely to flatter him, otherwise she wouldn't bother to talk to him.

"Of course, I'm a recognized sharpshooter, I can tell you a lot of skills, and I can take you to practice with a dummy later, but you have to eat first, or you won't even have the strength to hold a gun!"

Bei Chenrui blinked, while carefully arranging Fang's meals.

These are all masterpieces of Bei Chenfei, full of color and fragrance.

After Mu Xiaoran got the promise of not being Bei Chenrui, she hurriedly ate seriously and went to practice with a dummy. The chances of winning tomorrow will be even greater.

After eating and drinking enough, Bei Chenrui took Mu Xiaoran's arm and gently pressed a few acupuncture points.

"You have been practicing guns for the past few days, don't neglect your body, take a good rest tonight, don't be unable to lift your arms tomorrow, then you won't be able to use the results of the past few days, yes Isn't it a pity?"

Bei Chenrui thought about it while massaging, it was completely different from his elegant and indifferent image.

But Mu Xiaoran knew that he was worried about her, and he was using this method to decompress her.

Mu Xiaoran immediately agreed: "Cousin, don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old child anymore, how can I not know how to take care of myself!"

Bei Chenrui's hands were warm and clean, and his voice was calm and clear, which unknowingly made Mu Xiaoran relax.

(End of this chapter)