Gu Qingxin blinked her eyes and gave a dry laugh, "Why apologize if it's nothing. It's all well and good if you don't want to teach me."
She could always ask Huangfu Ye or Ye Qi to teach her instead.
"Do you really want to learn?" Beiming Han asked, gripping her tiny hand.
Gu Qingxin nodded earnestly.
"Okay, I'll teach you."
"Really? That's great!" Gu Qingxin was immediately thrilled.
In the study room, Beiming Han began teaching her how to disassemble guns, how to load bullets, and how to fire a shot.
Watching Beiming Han swiftly assemble a gun left her in awe.
"Now you try, take it slow." Beiming Han quickly disassembled the guns again.
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The two of them spent the whole afternoon in the study room disassembling guns. Beiming Han was surprised to find that Gu Qingxin seemed innately gifted at this. She was excellent at everything she tried and learned extremely quickly. By the afternoon, she could comfortably disassemble any of the guns in his study.
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