The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

Hearing this, An Jing naturally turned her eyes to one side. A row of them was separated by iron nets, and each person had a single room. Compared with the plastic sucker blades in the entertainment area, the equipment there was the real thing.

The bow and arrow looked very heavy, more than one meter long, and a muscular man was aiming to shoot, and the biceps on his arm were tightly collapsed into one piece.

As soon as the finger is loosened, the arrow flies out and hits the target. The arrow is deeply embedded in the target and the body of the arrow shakes. It is really relaxing to watch.

"Want to try?" Ge Zijie noticed that An Jing's gaze had been staring there, "Play with An Yang for a while, and then I'll teach you over there."

"You will?" An Jing looked at Ge Zijie with a twinkle in her eyes. She really thought shooting arrows was cool, and she really wanted to try it.

"Ah."

In fact, Ge Zijie forced himself to quickly learn a variety of sports in a short period of time because he had to engage in various entertainments. Golf, baseball, bowling, and most of the sports can reach the upper-middle level.

"Then I want to learn."

In fact, children don't need adults to worry too much. The entertainment industry has special teaching assistants. Mo Yanyi ordered one to come over immediately, and take care of the two children alone.

Anyang was so attracted to her attention that she didn't even care about acting like a baby with her sister.

An Jing looked at her from the side for a while, and when she saw that there was really no problem, she and Ge Zijie walked to the other side.

"Straighten your arms." Ge Zijie held An Jing's hand, and led her through the movements, with his voice next to her ear, explaining carefully, "For the first time, don't pay too much attention to the center, just take the whole target as the target, can you?" Even if it fails, it’s pretty good.”

An Jing's back was pressed against Ge Zijie, and her gentle voice was next to her ears, which distracted her a bit, but when Ge Zijie held her hand and slowly drew the bow, she subconsciously tensed up, that kind of The sense of urgency that had to be fired when the arrow was on the string was too strong.

"Keep your face back, be careful not to be hit by the string." Ge Zijie touched An Jing, and waited for her to lean back a little before starting to count down, "Three...two...one!"

Hearing the last sound, An Jing let go of the fingers holding the string, the bow shook, and the arrow in her hand flew out in the wind.

Snapped!

"It's great." Ge Zijie's voice sounded with a smile, but An Jing's whole body was hot.

"It's just on the top, what are you boasting about?"

"That's great." Ge Zijie looked down at her, clearly saying such words, coupled with her serious eyes, somehow added some credibility.

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"..."

"Director Ge." There was a voice from next door, it was Mo Yan shaking the iron net, "Competition round?"

"Yes." Ge Zijie never flinched when it came to competitions.

An Jing consciously went to the fence to watch the game.

She found an angle where she could see Ge Zijie's face. From An Jing's point of view, Ge Zijie's ponytail revealed all the clean lines of her side face. She had a straight nose, deep eye sockets, and her eyes focused on what was ahead of her. At the target point, pull the string with your hand, and the forearm line is smooth and beautiful.

With a sound, the long sword cut through the air, and the sharp arrow pierced the target.

Again.

If Ge Zijie made his debut, she, An Jing, would lose all her fortune and go after this star.

The two sharp arrows went down to nine rings, and An Jing applauded her softly from behind.

On the other hand, Mo Xian's shooting skills are obviously not as good as her superficial laughing and joking, obviously more serious, two arrows go out, one for ten rings, one for nine rings.

"Do you want a drink of water?" Seeing Ge Zijie licking her lips, An Jing seemed to be a little thirsty, and quickly handed her the mineral water.

"Thank you." Ge Zijie opened the lid and drank it in a big gulp. Mo Xian, who was beside him, also lay on the iron railing, looking at An Jing with a pitiful look, "Little Jing, I'm thirsty too."

"Mr. Mo...there is water at your feet."

"..."

Ge Zijie's condition was obviously much better after coming down a few times. He hit several ten rings in a row, but Mo Yan still pursued him closely.

Now even An Jing, who was a bystander, became nervous. She used all her strength to connect her fingers to the fence, almost touching her face.

As a participant in the competition, Ge Zijie appeared to be much calmer than her. His eyes were as indifferent as they were at the beginning, and it seemed that it was difficult for her to have any emotional fluctuations.

The last arrow was still shot without hesitation.

Chapter 62

The straight arrow borrowed strength, and following the calm expression of the shooter, it cut through the air and pierced neatly at the center of the target without leaning to one side.

With such arrows, only this arrow is the closest to the center of the circle among all the ten rings. An Jing opened her mouth slightly, and silently gave her two claps behind her.

Mo Jian's eyes flicked across Ge Zijie's face, her eyes sank and she took a deep breath, but when she went out, her hands shook because of nervousness, before the arrow hit the target, she smiled helplessly, as if she had already guessed the ending .

"Seven rings."

"I lost, Director Ge is really good."

After the tense game was over, An Yang sat and waited for a while, and waited for the little Lolita to sweat until she had enough fun, before An Jing stepped forward and called her home.

"Come on!" Seeing An Jing waving at him, An Yang turned his head to say hello to Mo Xianshan who was beside him, and immediately galloped over.