Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

Chu Yinghou is good at marksmanship!

The fireworks are in the sky, and the flowers are like a scene.

Cen Zhiwan held Chu Youqing in his arms, and Chu Youqing held the gun, pointing the muzzle at the red bullseye.

Cen Zhiwan inexplicably felt uneasy, feeling that the two shots Chu Youqing fired just now would fall on him one day.

The sharpshooter in his arms took the initiative to ask to continue studying and improve his marksmanship.

Cen Liuliu was stunned, and suddenly nodded and said: "Okay, okay..."

Their slender and soft fingertips transfer heat to each other at the trigger.

Chu Youqing said with an irresistible calmness and confidence, "...Am I playing well?"

"Good fight, good fight." Cen Zhiwan knew the correct answer, and added softly, "Chu Youqing... just don't aim at me..."

Chu Yinghou moved her shoulders and gave Cen Zhiwan a light touch, "...I'm not aiming at you, who am I aiming at?"

Cen Zhiwan's face turned red with embarrassment, her sister's puns were good, and she felt seduced.

Chu Youqing glanced at her carefully, looking forward, "Why are you hugging me so tightly?"

If you don't take advantage of your wife, you will lose money.

Cen Zhiwan reluctantly loosened his arms, but told Chu Youqing, "Relax."

The tone is quiet, like an order, as if entering some kind of wartime state.

Serious people, most charming.

But her breath was still delicate, and she sniffed behind Chu Youqing's ear and neck at close range, which made Chu Youqing more nervous, feeling that her sister did it on purpose.

In the next second, warm palms fell on her shoulders, and Miss Cen Zhiwan's voice came from behind again, "Concentrate on your hands, and let your shoulders sink down a little..."

Perhaps because of the warmth of the opponent's palm, Chu Youqing's shoulders slowly relaxed.

But Cen Zhiwan didn't give up, she leaned slightly closer to her cheek, her lips seemed to be touching Chu Youqing's ear, "Sister...inhale gently, breathe with your lower abdomen..."

Chu Youqing's heart skipped a beat, almost half of his strength was taken away by Cen Zhiwan, he didn't want this gun, he wanted to be soft in his sister's arms, and shoot carelessly with love.

Seeing that Chu Youqing didn't respond, Cen Zhiwan followed the side of the opponent's face, staring at the aiming scale in the middle and rear of the gun body, and continued, "...the tiger's mouth is here."

A slender hand descended from the sky, grabbed Chu Youqing's right hand, and slowly pushed it forward, adjusting it to the correct position.

The tactile sensation of the palm and the back of the hand, as well as the slightly hot temperature, made Chu Youqing a little at a loss.

Do instructors teach like this?

Did Cen Zhiwan's instructor teach Cen Zhiwan in the same way?

Who did my sister learn all this from? !

Don't touch my sister!

"Aim." Cen Zhiwan looked at Chu Youqing with a smile without knowing it.

Chu Yinghou couldn't help but lowered her cold and beautiful eyes, looked to the side, feeling a little confused.

Between her and Cen Zhiwan, there was no room for others, not even a mottled shadow.

Annoyed for no reason, Cen Zhiwan touched her jawline with her knuckles, and then slightly pushed her face to the direction of the round target.

"The most important thing to shoot is to concentrate..." Cen Zhiwan's eyes were bright, with fireworks in the sky shining inside, a bit doting, a bit domineering, "If you are half-hearted, you will shoot crookedly..."

Whenever Chu Youqing ejaculated crookedly, it was always on Cen Zhiwan!

So aggrieved.

Chu Youqing made a swallowing movement, her sexy cold eyes and the corners of her charming lips were all ice-like, "You did not make a mistake, did you?"

Cen Zhiwan was puzzled, and blinked his eyes, "Of course not, I'm in the police academy, and that's what the instructor taught me."

really.

This school is dishonest.

"Who taught you?" Chu Yinghou seemed to be careless.

"Mu...Mu Yan..." Cen Zhiwan inexplicably heard some hints of interrogation, and panicked, "Mu Instructor."

It was the woman who was mentioned by the hostage Zhuang Rui, the corner of her eyebrows, which was slightly missing.

The names are all confessed, which is quite honest.

In Chu Youqing's heart, she felt much more comfortable and relaxed, and her sister was becoming more and more satisfied now.

She looked straight at the bull's-eye, followed Cen Zhiwan's guidance, relaxed her shoulders, and fired a shot with the correct posture.

impartial.

hit the outermost...

0 ring.

"Ah." Cen Zhiwan was too surprised and couldn't help but let out a cry.

Chu Youqing put down the gun, brushed the hair behind the ear, and slapped Cen Zhiwan on the face, "It was really taught by Instructor Mu? It's a bit awkward."

Cen Zhiwan was speechless, "This...it should be...I didn't learn it well."

Queen Chu is very angry.

You still speak for her? !

"She taught me the gun. This time she came to chase you. Can you do it? Can you win?" Chu Youqing was half angry and half worried.

Cen Zhiwan's black eyelashes rolled slyly.

A sweet and sour taste, what's going on, sweet, sour...

Does my sister have teeth?

But she wasn't sure, so she tentatively said, betraying Director Cen Xiaoqiu, "...Chu Youqing, when I was in school, I always felt...Mr. Mu, she likes my mother a little bit?"

Chu Youqing bit her lips and smiled. In the night, this precious smile immediately subsided. She suppressed her joy and said calmly, "Little villain. You are naughty. I will sue you."

Cen Zhiwan thought he had caused a catastrophe, sweating profusely, begging for mercy, "Don't, I guess."

Chu Youqing raised his hands, pressed the paintball gun on Cen Zhiwan's flattened palm, and asked her to catch it. Instructor Mu, the name, has no meaning to Chu Youqing from now on, "Punishment You. Get it for me."

When she leaned forward, because she turned her dimple to watch the fireworks, the edge of her soft white ear pinna almost brushed the tip of Cen Zhiwan's delicate nose, and she could even feel the petite breath of the other party's breath suffocated for a moment.

Chu Youqing was extremely satisfied with what he had gained tonight.

Cen Zhiwan pointed the muzzle of the paintball gun upwards, stuck the ground on the side of her slender legs, stood beside Chu Youqing, and said with a smile, "Let's watch the fireworks together."

Chu Youqing showed no expression, "Who wants to see you."

Cen Zhiwan stretched out a little finger, avoiding people's eyes, secretly hooked his wife's sister's little finger, and said shamelessly, "I won't let you go..."

The fireworks in the amusement park sounded vigorously for more than 20 minutes. They are really rich and powerful, and the tickets are really expensive for no reason!

Covering his ears, Yang Jiabao rushed over from the parking camp and saw the last few blooms, "...Mine, I was scared to death, I thought there was a war! The pursuit team bombarded us with cannons!"

Cen Zhiwan let go of Chu Yinghou's hand, "Are you really asleep?"

Yang Jiabao rubbed his eyeballs, and said nonchalantly, "What's the point of falling asleep with fireworks, me!..."

I can fall asleep with a kiss!

She hesitated to speak, it was a sudden brake.

Cen Zhiwan hurriedly pulled her over, smiled at Chu Youqing, forcibly dragged Yang Jiabao away, and stood in the grove, "No nonsense is allowed. Don't show off what happened in the past."

"I know, I know!" Yang Jiabao slapped Cen Zhiwan away and scolded, "It's all you! It makes me feel hungry every day... Others are much happier, they don't even know you are a couple, just me Eating dog food alone, it's still full of glass shards..."

Cen Zhiwan lowered her eyes, "There is glass shards, there is nothing to do, Qingqing and I... will be fine, don't worry."

Yang Jiabao kicked her, "I'm worried about you big-headed ghost!...Okay, don't talk about this, hurry up, tell me about tomorrow's general arrangement while I'm still awake, I'm going to bed soon, look at my dark circles Is it heavy? Filming variety shows is too hard, next time I have an invitation, I really have to think about it.”

"Do you still want to have a next time?" Cen Zhiwan almost laughed, and said seriously, "Why are you afraid of dark circles, you are so beautiful, and you think so beautifully. Let's talk about it after this time, how much is the box office? Hmm ? Yang Jianing didn't contact you?"

Yang Jiabao jumped, "Don't mention the box office to me! Otherwise, I'll kill you with one shot!"

"Miss pervert." Cen Zhiwan spurned her, but she held the paintball gun tightly, fearing that Yang Jiabao would come to snatch her, and it would be another life-and-death struggle.

"Yang Jiabao, I think we still need to report to the program team."

"Report what?"

"The thing about robbing the bank."

"Oh. Isn't that a goof? How could it be taken by surprise?"

Cen Zhiwan pushed her and said, "Wake up. I looked at the map. There are at least fifty banks in this city. Who knows which one we are going to rob."

Yang Jiabao clapped his hands and laughed, "That's right, hahaha, now there are more banks than public toilets."

Cen Zhiwan shook her head, "You really don't want your life. Think about it, if we enter the bank without saying hello, what will happen if the bank security doesn't recognize us and shoot you dead?"

Yang Jiabao covered his heart, "Well, I know that some banks specialize in hiring special security companies. Many of their employees are retired soldiers and special police officers."

"The last time my dad went to the bank safe to pick up something, he was escorted by a security guard, 1.8 meters, 1.9 meters, that kind of big guy, and one of them is a national free kick champion."

Cen Zhiwan felt that the paintball gun in his hand was too heavy, so he leaned the gun against the tree, "I can't even hit it, and they even make their own guns. Let's communicate with the program team, and then let the program team communicate with the major banks." one time."

Yang Jiabao thought for a while, "Cen Wandou, why did the Ministry of Public Security do this to you?"

Cen Zhiwan smiled, "Of course. My instructors are here, they think they can catch me."

Yang Jiabao realized this sentence, "... Your wife isn't jealous, is she?"

Cen Zhiwan had a serious face, "How can Qingqing get jealous so easily?"

Yang Jiabao thought to himself, why does it feel like the jar of vinegar is turned all over the floor every day...

"That's good." Yang Jiabao couldn't care less, she couldn't even care about a person who didn't even have a date, what kind of radish to eat, what to worry about, and said excitedly: "Let your instructor catch us!"

Cen Zhiwan looked at the night sky, and after a while, he muttered to himself, "As instructor Mu...he shouldn't go into battle by himself..."

At this moment, the moonlight shone on the Public Security Bureau building, in the high-level archives room, and it was just a bright desk lamp.

Director Cen Xiaoqiu was in a tall and straight uniform, writing something at his desk with a rustling sound.

The police cap is at a 45-degree angle and placed obliquely next to the elbow.

Cen Xiaoqiu glanced at it, as if this angle reminded her of a certain person, that person liked to use an even 45 degrees for the angle of the police cap.

Cen Xiaoqiu stretched out his hand, turned the side of the police badge, and the police cap turned [-] degrees, just like the thoughts just now, it never happened at all.

The faint sound of footsteps came from the corridor.

Cen Xiaoqiu stopped holding the pen.

A series of identity checks were made extremely quickly, and the gatekeepers kicked their boots to salute, and said to the visitor: "Sir!"

Mu Yan pushed the door open and entered, looking at Cen Xiaoqiu's back, her seemingly absent voice suddenly turned light and light, "Your daughter killed someone, and now she wants to rob the bank."

Cen Xiaoqiu didn't look back, and explained: "It's because I didn't give enough pocket money."

Mu Yan smiled, the tiny gap at the corner of her brow became more obvious because of a rare frown, "...Xiaoqiu."

"What else is there?" Cen Xiaoqiu asked softly, but still did not turn around.

Mu Yan was silent for a long time and said, "No more."

Cen Xiaoqiu seemed to be waiting for her to leave, the tip of his pen remained silent.

Mu Yan's body was full of shadows of loss in the night, maybe it was just because he lowered his head, or maybe it was because Cen Xiaoqiu didn't give any reaction.

She came alone, and paced away to the door alone. The moment her fingertips touched the doorknob, she suddenly turned her face away, as if she was provoking Cen Xiaoqiu, but also as if she was just stating the facts.

"I was able to expel Cen Zhiwan back then, so I can naturally capture her back this time."