Domineering Husband's Way of Circle Love

It has to be said that Jin Butler's work is really fast.

Just as He Dazhuang had changed Jin Rui's medicine, there was a knock on the door.

Butler Jin went to open the door, He Dazhuang thought it was Doctor Gou.

After a while, I saw Butler Jin holding a puppy in his arms.

He Dazhuang stared at the white puff in Butler Jin's arms, his eyes lit up.It seems very cute.

In fact, he is not keen on raising small animals, but he doesn't hate them either.He likes the beautiful ones, and he doesn't hate the ugly ones.

Butler Jin handed the puppy to He Dazhuang, who quickly took it.

Staring at the puppy in his arms, He Dazhuang smiled fondly.

The puppy was all white, curled up in his arms, like a cotton ball.I couldn't help but reach out and touch it, the fur is so soft and comfortable to touch, it's really like cotton balls.

The puppy stayed in his arms obediently and didn't make any fuss.It wasn't just that he felt comfortable being touched, he rubbed He Dazhuang's hand, and even stuck out his tongue to lick his hand, making a n_ai n_ai barking sound.He Dazhuang's heart softened in an instant, so cute.

Looking at the puppy, which was only half the size of an adult's arm, He Dazhuang looked at Butler Jin with joy and asked, "What kind of dog is this? How old is it? What's its name?"

Butler Jin said expressionlessly, "This dog's breed is Samoyed, and it's been more than a month. It hasn't been named yet. If you like it, Young Master He, you can name it."

He Dazhuang stared at the Samoyed in his arms, scratched its chin with a smile and said, "It looks like cotton, so you can call it a cotton ball."

The cotton ball was comfortably scratched by He Dazhuang, jumped up happily, propped its paws on He Dazhuang's body, and licked He Dazhuang's chin with its small tongue.The tail wagged vigorously, expressing its joy.

He Dazhuang chuckled, avoiding its tongue, "Cotton, don't make trouble."

But Mianmian thought that He Dazhuang was playing with him, and jumped even more fiercely.

Jin Rui was lying on the bed, looking at the happy scene of one person and one dog, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

If He Dazhuang looked up at this moment, he would probably be able to see how creepy the smile on the corner of Jin Rui's mouth is now, as if laughing at his innocence.Butler Jin stood aside expressionlessly, staring at the person and dog in front of him, and remained silent.

The cotton ball is very sticky because it judges whether a person treats it with good intentions or evil thoughts based on its animal intuition.

He Dazhuang took the time to check the information about Samoyed on his mobile phone, and looked at the little cotton ball in front of him with a pitiful face looking at him, and he was completely connected with the troublemaker.

Well, maybe his cotton ball nature is more docile.

Jin Rui surprisingly didn't have any superfluous attitude towards cotton balls, he showed neither love nor boredom.Instead, he asked Butler Jin to bring He Dazhuang some cotton balls to eat.

Such as bitch, n_ai cake or something.

Regarding this, He Dazhuang felt that it should be because Jin Rui asked Butler Jin to find the cotton ball, so he would not be angry or anything.

When eating at noon, the cotton ball also followed He Dazhuang all the time.Seeing that He Dazhuang was eating, he barked next to his leg and scratched He Dazhuang's trouser leg with his paw, trying to climb up.

He Dazhuang checked a lot of information and knew that puppies should not eat randomly before half a year old.So he had no choice but to pinch the ear of the cotton ball and say, "Hey, be good, you can't eat it."

The cotton ball hugged his hand and howled, not to mention how pitiful it was.

He Dazhuang couldn't bear it and wanted to hug it and coax it.

However, Jin Rui, who was eating at the side, said "eat." The meaning was very clear, don't let the cotton balls be served on the table.

He Dazhuang curled his lips, and pinched the ear of the cotton ball helplessly, "Hey, I'll play with you after I finish eating."

After speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and started to eat, regardless of the cotton balls barking at his feet.

He was afraid that what would happen if Jin Rui got upset and dragged the cotton ball out and chopped it up.

The cotton ball was so cute, he couldn't bear it.And most importantly, he was in Jin's house, like a pet kept in a cage for fun, alone, very lonely.And now there is a little thing to keep him company, even if they can't communicate normally, it's better to have cotton balls than him alone.

After dinner, Jin Rui asked Butler Jin to take He Dazhuang to the training ground.

He Dazhuang held the cotton ball and followed behind Jin Guanjia and Jin Rui.

When he arrived at the training ground, Jin Rui sat on a chair beside him and leaned against him, and said to He Dazhuang, "Give me the cotton ball."

He Dazhuang was stunned, looked at the cotton ball in his arms, then at Jin Rui, and then at a gun that Butler Jin took out from the weapon room.

Still silently put the cotton ball into Jin Rui's arms, the cotton ball likes to jump so much, what if he misses the shot and hits the cotton ball, what to do.

The cotton ball that was still bouncing in He Dazhuang's arms just now shrank into a ball as soon as it got into Jin Rui's arms, even hiding his own face.

He Dazhuang touched the cotton ball shrunk into a ball, feeling empathetic.You also sensed that he was a pervert, didn't you?

However, Butler Jin didn't give him much time to sigh, and took him directly to train.

In fact, Butler Jin's training is to beat the dummy, and the positions of the dummy's head and heart are marked with red circles.

Butler Jin said when He Dazhuang hit the red heart and when will he start the next training session.

The distance between the dummies was no more than a dozen meters, butler Jin put on a good look to make He Dazhuang look good.He shot it casually and hit the dummy in the head.In one shot, he hit the dummy in the heart.

Handing the gun to He Dazhuang, he said, "The moment you shoot, what you have to do is to concentrate and not be affected by other things. You can only see the red heart in your eyes, and your brain locks on your prey. Shoot. You have to be quick and accurate, and don’t hesitate. Many times, there is only one chance, and if you miss it, you might be the one who takes the bullet in the next second.”

He Dazhuang nodded oh oh, indicating that he knew.

Putting on his good looks, He Dazhuang fixed his eyes on the head of the dummy not far away, and fired with a bang, and the bullet flew to nowhere.

Butler Jin stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and raised it a little higher.He also told him a lot of precautions, and He Dazhuang wrote them down one by one.Raising his hand, he continued to stare at the dummy's heart, pulled the trigger again, and there was another bang. The bullet hit the dummy, but it was near the dummy's ribs.

Butler Jin stood aside and said blankly, "Keep the posture just now and continue practicing."

He Dazhuang let out an oh, and continued to take a good posture and shoot.

The sound of "bang bang bang" kept ringing in the training room. He Dazhuang fired thirteen bullets, only eight of which hit the dummy, and the others all hit nowhere.

Of the eight rounds, only two were hit a little close to the red heart of the heart, but it was still close.

But even if it is such a small distance, in the words of Jin Guanjia, this is the distance that determines your life or death.

One shot can't kill the enemy, even if the enemy can't be saved.But as long as he still has the ability to move, then this little distance can still kill you.

So Butler Jin told him, either shoot him in the head, or shoot him through the heart.Otherwise, other places will not work.

Jin Rui didn't call to stop, so naturally Butler Jin wouldn't call to stop either.

He Dazhuang shook his sore hand, and continued to raise his hand to practice.

But to He Dazhuang's relief, at least the gun he drives now will not hit the dummy.

But if Steward Jin or Jin Rui knew what he was thinking at the moment, they would probably tell him with a sneer.

Who would be so stupid as an enemy to stand at a distance of more than ten meters away from you and still let you fight.

After finally firing a few more shots, He Dazhuang looked at the pierced red heart and exclaimed excitedly, "I've hit it!" Butler Jin ignored him, walked over to change a dummy, and said to He Dazhuang, "Keep it up!" The feeling just now, come again." He Dazhuang nodded, took a deep breath, recalled the feeling just now, raised his hand, and fixed his eyes on the dummy.

After a long time, the trigger was pulled, and with a bang, the dummy's heart was pierced.

He Dazhuang was so excited that he looked at Jin Rui, "I hit it!"

Jin Rui lay on the chair, nodded with a smile and said to He Dazhuang, "It's very flattering." That way, it was like complimenting another child who was expecting to be praised.

He Dazhuang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized why he would talk to Jin Rui, did he have shit in his head?

She immediately turned her head and didn't want to talk to him.

Jin Rui didn't mind either, remembering He Dazhuang's happy look just now, he stretched out his hand to touch the wool of the cotton ball in a good mood.

Hmm, it feels good.

The heart beats much better than the head, and the butler Jin asked He Dazhuang to start practicing the head.

He Dazhuang nodded, and continued to raise his hand to practice.

But this time, it wasn't as easy as a heart attack.

After firing several shots, the bullets either disappeared or hit the dummy in the face.The dummy's face had already been beaten beyond recognition by him.

Anyway, he didn't even touch the red circle on his head.

And his hands were so sore that they began to tremble.

"Let's rest for a while."

Finally, when He Dazhuang felt that he was about to lose his grip, Jin Rui spoke up.

He Dazhuang quickly put down his gun, walked to the chair beside Jin Rui and sat down.

Butler Jin brought a cup of hot juice and said, "Young Master He, drink some water."

He Dazhuang took it, drank more than half of it in one go, and lay down on the chair, heaving a sigh of relief.

The cotton ball looked at He Dazhuang eagerly, wanting to scream but not daring to scream, which made He Dazhuang laugh.

He stretched out his hand and stroked its chin, "What's wrong?"

The cotton ball licked He Dazhuang's fingers and whimpered, pitifully.

Jin Rui stretched out his hand with a smile and scratched He Dazhuang's chin, but He Dazhuang ignored him.

He Dazhuang rested for a while, butler Jin asked him to go to training again.

He Dazhuang sighed and suddenly understood the meaning of the sentence.

'One minute on stage, ten years off stage. '

Sure enough, not everyone can be a sharpshooter. It takes a lot of hard work to get to the level of perfect shooting.If you continue to practice like this, when will you be tall.