The President's Love from Cold To Warm!

Wen Pingsheng hesitated and nodded slowly.

"I won't, will you teach me?"

"Well."

Yi Sheng changed a loaded gun and stood behind Wen Ping Sheng to teach her how to hold the gun and how to shoot.

There was plenty of heating in the room and they didn't wear much clothes.

Wen Pingsheng could clearly feel his broad and strong chest, close to her back, and the temperature was burning; when he spoke in her ear, his tone was cold and serious, and the breath sprayed on her neck was extremely hot.

This made Wen Pingsheng unable to concentrate.

"Pay attention, Wen!" Yisheng said in her ear with the serious tone of a deputy head teacher.

"Oh." Wen Pingsheng tried to pull himself back and listen to him carefully.

The huge impact of the first shot made Wen Pingsheng's arm feel a little uncomfortable, but she didn't say it, but Yisheng noticed.

Seeing Yisheng take the gun away from her hand, Wen Pingsheng asks, "what's the matter?"

"If you don't play, your arm won't stand it." He explained.

"Play a few more times and I'll get used to it. I can still feel it." Wen Pingsheng felt that the impact was within the scope she could bear.

At the moment she pulled the trigger, she had the illusion that she was a gun god.

"Your arm will be very sore tomorrow."

Yisheng's attitude is very firm, saying that if she is not allowed to play, he will not let her continue to play.

In this matter, Wen Pingsheng couldn't resist him, so he had to leave it to him.

"Yi Sheng, do you remember the first time you held a gun?" Wen Pingsheng watched him continue to shoot at the 50 meter bull's-eye and casually found a topic.

Yi Sheng pursed his lips and said, "well," but he didn't tell Wen Pingsheng about the scene at that time.

He spent the first half of his life in the dark.

After knowing An'an, she was slowly dragged out of the mire by An'an. Then she had a family, and then she had people who wanted to get married.

Yisheng recalls the past and pulls the trigger.

Finding that his breath was getting cold, Wen Pingsheng realized that he might have asked him some unpleasant questions.

"Yi Sheng, I'm sorry," she said! I won't ask you about the past. "

Yi Sheng calms down and looks at Wen Ping Sheng beside him.

He put the gun aside, put the big palm on her neck, lowered her head and sealed her lips.

Wen Pingsheng wanted to remind him that this is a public place, but he hesitated for a second, gave up the struggle and connived at his willfulness once.

"Ping Sheng, I love you..." Yisheng's lips move away from her and whisper to her ear.

In addition to wenjiaqianjin's identity, she is not very special, but he fell in love with her.

An'an once said that he liked Pingsheng, just as their mother suddenly wanted to scold An'an, for no reason or reason.

Wen Pingsheng was stunned and suspected that he had been kissed faintly, and then he heard something.

"Yisheng, what did you say just now?" She asked incredulously.

"I love you." He said.

This time, Wen Pingsheng finally heard clearly.

Pink cheeks gradually rose red, I do not know how to respond.

The man seldom said anything like that, and even said that he liked her.

Now Now suddenly he said he loved her.

"You Well, this is too sudden for me. I don't know how to reply to you. " Wen Pingsheng grabbed the clothes in front of his chest with both hands. He looked shy and did not dare to look up at him.

To ask her to reply "I love you too", she felt that it was too numb, and it was very stiff and deliberate.