"Come here," he repeated softly.
"Okay."
Guan Xi lowered her head and walked to Xiao Jiuyan's side.
"Sit."
Her eyes widened. "Sit?"
'Huh?'
'Is he joking?'
'What the hell?'
They were in the training hall.
There were people all around them.
'What is he playing at?'
Guan Xi swallowed nervously, her cheeks turning rosy red.
"Master Jiu, this... I don't think that's a good idea."
"What's not a good idea?"
His indifferent eyes didn't even shift. "If you don't sit, how am I going to teach you?"
She was speechless.
'He wants me to sit on his lap?'
'This is so f*cking embarrassing!'
Guan Xi's blush was getting worse.
She curled her hands into fists and took a deep breath.
With her back facing her husband, she stiffly sat down on his lap.
She was more than aware of the eyes watching them.
She could not help but wish that they were alone.
Xiao Jiuyan leaned forward and stretched his arms, gun in hand, on either side of her body.
"Take the gun," he said into her ear.
Guan Xi could feel his warm breath wash over her.
Warm, sexy...
She tilted her head slightly, trying to put some distance between her and Xiao Jiuyan, but it was futile.
She tried to sit up straight.
With uncomfortable stiffness, she took the gun.
Trying to relieve the ******* she was feeling, she asked randomly, "Master Jiu, why did you change the gun?"
"The one that I used is not suitable for you. This gun is more forgiving for beginners."
Xiao Jiuyan leaned forward again, plastering his chest against Guan Xi's slender back. He adjusted her posture and said, "Stretch your arms straight and line up with your shoulders. Take aim and pull the trigger."
As he explained, he continued to adjust her body.
Guan Xi looked like a wooden puppet at his mercy.
She hesitated to pull the trigger.
He was too close to her. She was practically in his arms! His heady scent, a mixture of sweat and faint tobacco, was surrounding her, making it hard for her to think.
He hadn't even put on a shirt yet!
She could feel the heat emanating from him.