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Chapter 572: The arrogant warlord was controlled by the delicate and stupid beauty

After passing through numerous obstacles and reaching the finish line, Lu Zhihuan raised his hand and looked at his watch.

3 minutes and 15 seconds!

She sighed, sat down on the ground, her eyes red.

The passing time is 2 minutes 30 seconds to 2 minutes 50 seconds.

She still fails!

After Shen Yanshan looked at her watch, he suddenly sat down on the ground and kicked his legs twice.

It is obvious that he failed to meet the standards of his training.

Indeed, I was a little slow when climbing the ladder and wire mesh.

He walked over and looked at the dejected and dusty man sitting on the ground, his heart filled with heartache.

Squatting down, he raised his hands, cupped her face, and gently smoothed down her frizzy hair.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Even though you're so powerful, you're still a little crybaby."

Lu Zhihuan looked at him with tears in her eyes and asked uncertainly, "Is it very powerful?"

"Of course!" Shen Yanshan used his fingertips to gently wipe away the tears on Xiao Hui's face, as if coaxing a child. "Don't cry, you've become a little cat."

Lu Zhihuan burst into laughter and said, "You are the little cat."

Shen Yanshan scratched her nose and asked, "Madam, is your training over? Can you go back and have breakfast now?"

Lu Zhihuan sniffed and stretched out his hand, "Pull me up."

"Yes, sir." Shen Yanshan said with a smile.

He lowered his head and saw the scratches on her hands. His smile faded a little, replaced by a barely perceptible heartache.

He grabbed Lu Zhihuan's hand and led him up, "Let's go back and have breakfast."

……

At the dinner table, Shen Yanshan said that he couldn't stay in the Shen Mansion for long and might have to go out the day after tomorrow.

Lu Zhihuan knew that he was very busy, after all, he was the governor of a province.

She expressed her understanding, "I see. Try to get some rest these two days."

Shen Yanshan put down his chopsticks and rubbed her little head with amusement, "I mean, I can teach you how to use a gun."

"Really!" Lu Zhihuan's eyes lit up instantly.

The weather outside was too hot, so Shen Yanshan took her to the indoor shooting range.

The two stood one in front and one behind. Shen Yanshan leaned over slightly and gently put his arms around her.

"Relax your shoulders and don't be too tense. When holding the gun, your fingers should rest naturally outside the trigger guard. Don't touch the trigger, as it may cause an accidental discharge." His low and pleasant voice sounded in Lu Zhihuan's ears.

Lu Zhihuan: I can’t concentrate at all.

Shen Yanshan was focused and patiently guided her.

"Hold the gun tightly, with the base of your right hand facing the handle, and your left hand supporting the bottom of the gun, trying to keep it as stable as possible."

"Keep your eyes on the crosshairs and the target, the three points are in a straight line." Shen Yanshan lifted her chin, "Is there a heart on the ground? Look up!"

Unconsciously, there was a hint of severity in his voice.

Lu Zhihuan: Good boy, well said.

She raised her head and did as he said, trying hard to aim. Her eyes cramped and her hands began to shake.

Shen Yanshan frowned and pulled her hand upwards. "You need to practice your gun grip. The strength should be moderate. If it's too loose, the gun will shake, and if it's too tight, it will affect flexibility."

Lu Zhihuan: You better not be hinting at something?

It turns out she was overthinking.

He loosened his grip and stepped back. "Hold steady, don't panic. It's normal for your arms to feel tired at first, just slowly find your balance. If you get tired or sore, put it down and try again."

In this way, she raised her gun again and again and tried to aim.

Shen Yanshan's somewhat helpless voice came from the side, "Are you aiming with your eyes closed?"

Lu Zhihuan: “…”

"Sorry, I closed the wrong eye."

After trying again and again, she felt that her arms no longer felt like her own and her eyes were extremely sore.

"Not yet?"

"Do you still want to continue practicing gun grip?"

"But if I don't shoot, how will I know if my aim is accurate?"

She's almost become full of questions!

Shen Yanshan felt distressed, but helpless. When he was away, she could persist in exercising continuously for a month.

He had to be stricter when she was around, otherwise he would be holding her back.

Practiced for more than an hour.

In the middle of the process, Shen Yanshan left for a while to answer a phone call. When he came back, he didn't make a sound and quietly hid at the door to peek.

When she was alone, she stopped groaning, crying out in pain, or saying she was tired, and she held the gun for longer each time.

Shen Yanshan narrowed his eyes and pointed at Lu Zhihuan's back with his finger, "Little thing, are you bullying me?"

This is because I am sure that he will feel sad.

Lu Zhihuan: I guessed right. So, you are willing to be controlled?

……

Not finished yet, will continue tomorrow.