chase game

When the two arrived at the shooting range, the coach was adjusting the target. Although it was almost winter, he was still only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt. His muscles were clearly defined, his facial features were deep, and his complexion was the most beautiful bronze.

"Is it him? He looks very powerful." Ye Fengwu stared at the coach from a distance as he walked.

Augustine glanced blankly at the owner of the shooting range, the owner of the gun museum, the innocent Mr. James Oliver.

James' heart is bleeding-you only said that you want a world-class shooting coach, and you didn't ask the coach not to be tall and charming.

"Hello." Ye Fengwu stretched out her hand, "I'm Frank."

"Hello." The other party took off his gloves, "Bacon."

"Need a drink by the court?" James asked.

Augustine shook his head grimly.

"Don't tell me you plan to stand here forever." James had a headache.

Augustine defaults in action.

James regretted it. Maybe he shouldn't have paid a lot of money to hire Bacon, but should just drag a disheveled homeless man on the street to make up for it.

"Your gun is very good." Bacon tried the feel, "At least it can increase your probability of aiming at the enemy by 20.00%."

"Is that so?" Night Breeze Dance asked.

Bacon shook his head, adjusted his posture by holding his hand: "Your first coach was terrible."

Ye Fengwu looked at him and smiled: "The coach is James, but this should be my own reason."

Bacon held his hands from behind: "This is the most beneficial posture for you."

Augustine: "..."

James raised his forehead, if this continues, his shooting range may be acquired in a second.

"You're very smart." Bacon let go of him, "It shouldn't take much time to study."

"Will it become first-class?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"In this world, everything is possible." Bacon unscrewed the kettle casually, "not to mention you have the best guns, training grounds and coaches in the world."

Ye Fengwu aimed at the target and fired a shot.

"Very good." Bacon nodded, "I believe it now, your coach is indeed James."

Three hours later, Augustine asked, "How long is this training going to be?"

"The end time is three o'clock in the afternoon, but you can have lunch now." James said, "Need to try a new cigar? I just arrived in Milan from Cuba yesterday."

Augustine shook his head: "He doesn't like the smell of cigarettes on me."

James paused, and then said, "I can't believe that such words would come out of your mouth."

"Why not?" Augustine still maintained the king's posture - the king with a towel in his hand.

"Then I'll see you after lunch." Ye Fengwu picked up the coat on the side, "Thank you in the morning."

Bacon nodded: "You're welcome, giving you lessons is a very pleasant experience."

Seeing Ye Fengwu walk out of the shooting range, Augustine finally relaxed a little from his cold expression all morning.

James felt that he seemed a little redundant.

"I've been practicing for three full hours." Augustine helped him tidy up his hair, "Do you want to continue in the afternoon?"

Ye Fengwu nodded, took the towel and wiped her hands: "It's fun."

"Looks like you found a new toy." Augustine smiled and shook his head. "Where do you want to have lunch?"

"Sandwiches and soft drinks are fine." Night Breeze Dance moved her wrist, "I only have one hour to rest."

"How are you getting along with the coach?" Augustine asked as he walked.

"Well, Bacon is very good." Ye Fengwu said, "And I have had a great experience of living in the wild."

"I don't think eating caterpillars is a great experience at all." Looking at the light in the eyes of the little lover, Augustine was pantothenic noblely.

"Bacon didn't eat caterpillars." Ye Fengwu approached him, "It's something even more unbelievable than caterpillars, do you want to know?"

"No." Augustine refused.

"Really?" Ye Fengwu stood in front of him, backing away innocently, "But I want to say, what should I do?"

"Change the subject," Augustine ordered.

"No." Ye Fengwu looked a little like a mischievous child, "Maybe we can also eat it when we go to Amazon this time."

Augustine took a deep breath, stepped forward and pulled the man into his arms.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Ye Fengwu raised her hand in surrender.

"There's a flower terrace behind." Augustine touched his forehead with him, his tone a little helpless, "You don't even have to be careful when you walk."

Ye Fengwu glanced back, then put her arms around his shoulders: "Because you are here."

"This reason is acceptable." Augustine smiled, "Let's go to lunch."

So this noon, Mr. James was the only one facing the luxurious meal for four people alone - Bacon would rather stay on the shooting range to rest, while Augustine and Ye Fengwu were eating simple sandwiches on the terrace on the third floor, While watching the vehicles and pedestrians shuttle back and forth on the street.

"What if I was photographed by a reporter?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"Then I'll take a picture." Augustine took a bite of the pickled cucumber and frowned slightly.

"This is my favorite fast food restaurant." Ye Fengwu looked at him, "I used to order special meals and asked the boss to triple the cheese and ham."

"Very delicious." Augustine commented calmly.

"But your expression doesn't seem to think so." Ye Fengwu said.

"... a bit sour," Augustine admitted.

Night Breeze Dance laughed and handed his sandwich to his mouth: "Bite here, there are no sauces and pickles."

Augustine took a bite, um, it was indeed delicious.

With the foundation in the morning, the training in the afternoon also ended smoothly.After agreeing on the second training time, Ye Fengwu drove away from the shooting range with Augustine, walked through countless paths, and finally stopped by a woodland on the outskirts of the city.

"Are you bringing me here?" Augustine asked.

Ye Fengwu took his hand, and the two climbed up the small slope together: "Sit down."

"And then?" Augustine asked.

"Look there." Night Breeze Dance pointed forward.

"Sunset?" Augustine asked.

"It's the setting sun." Ye Fengwu said, "I used to come here alone."

"Just to watch the sunset?" Augustine was puzzled.

"Nature can make the heart more peaceful." Ye Fengwu turned to look at him, "Maybe you will feel bored, but this is a place only I know."

"It's not boring at all." Augustine put his arm around his shoulders, "I can do anything with you."

The sun in early winter is not hot, but it can still dye the clouds with a layer of gold.The soft light passes through the sparse woods, and warmly sprinkles on the dry grass. The small river not far away is sparkling, flowing with the light, and even the rotten leaves on the bank seem to have new life.

"I seem to have really missed a lot of things." Augustine's voice was very soft, and his eyes fell to the end of the sky.

"Huh?" Ye Fengwu leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes lazily, listening to the wind blowing past her ears.

Augustine held his hand, leaned to his lips and kissed lightly.

In the cognition of the previous 30 years, all things that have nothing to do with wealth will be summarized as a waste of time and life.But now looking at the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance, Augustine felt that he might really be able to temporarily put down his work and think about other things.

Like love, and commitment.

He wasn't sure if the words he said were fully heard when he was in a daze on the carpet that day, but it wasn't until he said them that he realized that the words he had been avoiding instinctively were not too unacceptable— —It seems to be just a summary of the previous emotions and behaviors, nothing more.

Augustine tightened his arms.

"What's wrong?" Ye Fengwu looked up at him.

"I love you." Augustine looked into his eyes, his voice low and gentle.

Night Breeze Dance was slightly taken aback.

Augustine took his hand and kissed it on his lips.

After regaining consciousness, Ye Fengwu's eyes turned red, and she wrapped her arms around his neck and murmured, "I love you too."

Augustine patted him on the back with his right hand, and did not speak any more.

"This is enough." Ye Fengwu buried her face in his neck, "I don't need anything else."

His heart seemed to be pierced by some kind of emotional blow, and Augustine felt that even if he wanted the whole world, he should also consider it.

"What are you thinking?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"Thinking of the Amazon." Augustine kissed him. "I'm looking forward to this trip."

The last twilight also disappeared into the bushes, and when the two returned to the castle, Philip was making a list with Cheng Xia, writing a lot densely.

"New plan to get rich?" Ye Fengwu joked, "It looks like an international purchase order."

"It's something to bring to Amazon." Cheng Xiabi drew a football, "We just watched a documentary in the afternoon, and the spider is so big."

"This trip is simply a prehistoric adventure." Philip was enthusiastic, "Adventure games that belong only to the brave."

"Unless the advertiser's head gets wet." Ye Fengwu sat on the sofa, "otherwise the shooting will only be done in a safe area."

"But the proposal scene... oh!" Philip hugged his right foot, obviously being trampled badly.

The little groundhog looked very cheerful: "Then we can bring less mosquito repellent."

"What are you doing?" Augustine walked into the living room and stared at Philip, who looked like he was dying, with a puzzled expression.

"Feeling for life and flowers." Philip twisted his smile.

Augustine shook his head, untied his tie and went upstairs: "I'll be in the study in five minutes."

"No problem." Philip watched his back disappear with a look of admiration, and then asked his sister-in-law, "How is Augustine feeling today?"

Ye Fengwu replied: "Not bad."

That's good.Philip breathed a sigh of relief, and happily ran to the study to report.