After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Fu's Manor.

The atmosphere in the entire Fu family was indescribably tense, but the atmosphere in the manor was exceptionally relaxed and harmonious.

All the servants figured out a reason from what happened recently.

Madam is well, the entire Fu family can be sunny.

Therefore, everyone's attitude towards Shiwan was extraordinarily respectful.

At this time, in the backyard of the manor.

"Ten shots per person,"

Shi Wan thought about it, and smiled coquettishly.

"I have two hands, you have one."

The stability of both hands and one hand is far worse when shooting.

This can be regarded as shortening the gap.

Fu Tingchen pursed his lips, and stared at Shi Wan with his quiet and dark eyes.

"it is good."

The deep magnetic voice is indescribably pampering and gentle.

Seeing that Fu Tingchen agreed without hesitation, a sly smile flashed across his clear and dark eyes.

"I am 25 meters, you are 50 meters?"

For ordinary people, 25 meters is already difficult, let alone 50 meters.

All she wanted was to embarrass Ah Chen.

"it is good,"

Fu Tingchen's clear face remained the same, and his warm eyes were always fixed on his beautiful wife.

Yang Yi twitched the corner of his mouth.

Even if Madam asked Mr. Fu to retreat outside the manor to shoot, Mr. Fu would probably agree without hesitation as he does now.

Ah Chen never seemed to reject him.

Shi Wan pursed her red lips slightly, intending to tease her husband, she looked at Fu Tingchen and continued.

"My eyes are open, your eyes are closed."

The most important thing in shooting is sight.

Now, Ah Chen couldn't agree.

In the depths of Shi Wan's eyes, a flash of self-satisfaction quickly flashed.

Who knows, the answer this time is still the same as the previous two.

Yang Yi on the side is full of habit, and of course it can be said that he has no love in his life.

Mr. Fu and his wife obviously haven't started shooting yet, why does he feel like he has been shot countless times.

"A Chen,"

Shi Wan frowned slightly looking at her husband, and repeated it uncertainly.

"I'm telling you to close your eyes."

"Um,"

Fu Tingchen laughed lowly, put his arms around Shi Wan's waist, and pressed her against him.

"I promise,"

He bowed his head and kissed his beautiful wife's forehead, his focused eyes were filled with an indelible dark color.

"It's fine to say anything late at night."

Shi Wan hugged Fu Tingchen's waist back, her eyes were full of tenderness, and her teasing thoughts disappeared completely.

"I'm just kidding."

"I don't,"

Fu Tingchen turned his head to look in Yang Yi's direction.

"Adjust the target."

"Yes,"

Yang Yi nodded, lowered his head and walked towards the control room.

Soon, the shooting targets with double the difference on both sides were ready.

"A Chen,"

Shi Wan tried the shooting distance of 50 meters, but felt that it was still too difficult.

"Can you really hit it?"

Except for professional shooters, no one should be able to do it.

Fu Tingchen looked at his wife's serious and beautiful face, Mo Mou's eyes sank, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"Think about it later, I can."

Under the man's undisguised deep gaze, Shi Wan's eyes changed from doubt to understanding to shame and anger.

Looking at Yang Yi who was still at the console like a thief, he was slightly relieved, and stared sideways at Fu Tingchen.

"I'm telling you business, how can you do this!!"

Fu Tingchen's dark eyes were shining brightly, and there was some deep meaning in his deep voice.

"What did the baby say?"

Shi Wan saw Yang Yi walking out of the control console, fearing that Fu Tingchen would say something meaningful again, she immediately gave him a coquettish look and walked towards her shooting platform, starting to get ready.