Zuo Qishen looked at the interaction between the two of them, and his expression turned ugly. With a cold expression, he walked straight to Nan Fei's side and put the protective goggles in his hand on her.
Then, he pushed the bangs on her forehead to the side. The man's rough fingers touched Nan Fei's forehead, and she blinked.
The special forces soldier at the side looked as if he had seen a ghost. "Am I dreaming? The boss actually helped her with her hair?"
"So the protective glasses are for this woman..." The vice-captain muttered, "When did the boss become so protective of women?"
Before they could figure out the situation, they were shocked to find that the commander had already begun to teach this woman how to shoot a gun.
"Straighten your right arm, relax your shoulder, and pull your left arm back. Keep the upper half of your body steady."
Zuo Qishen adjusted the position of her arm and pulled her left shoulder back.
Nan Fei felt the angle and strength of Zuo Qishen's pull on her arm, and tried her best to do as he said.
"Now, use your eyes to find an area to aim, and then use the gun to find your line of sight."
The man's voice was low and gentle, like a curse in her ears. Nan Fei followed his orders and found a target area.
Zuo Qishen looked at the position she was aiming at and frowned. If he fired like this, he probably would not even be able to hit the target.
He quietly walked behind her. Zuo Qishen slightly raised her arm and found a new line of sight.
"Shoot!"
Nan Fei closed her eyes and pulled the trigger.
The powerful recoil made her feel as if she had been pushed hard from the front. She fell backward and crashed into a hard chest.
Zuo Qishen pressed against her shoulder. Seeing her silly look, he took the gun from her hand and took off the protective glasses on her eyes.
"Stunned?" He brushed the fringe on Nan Fei's forehead, with a faint smile on his lips.
Nan Fei looked at the handsome face of the man in front of her and muttered, "Stunned."
He was caught off guard and asked her to shoot. She really followed her instincts and fired.
"Did I miss the target..." Nan Fei turned her head hesitantly and looked in the direction of the target.
At the end of the thick smoke, she seemed to see a black hole appear... at the tenth ring?!
"I hit it?" Nan Fei looked at the target with a terrified face, then looked at Zuo Qishen, who was beside her. "Was that shot by me?"
Zuo Qishen raised his hand and slapped her on the head, neither too heavy nor too light. He said lightly, "If it wasn't you, could it be me?"
"Ah." Nan Fei's slow reflex finally transmitted the excitement and joy to her nerve endings. She was stunned for a few seconds before she smiled and jumped up to hug the man next to her.
"I got the first shot! I'm so happy!"
The woman's soft body pressed against his hard body. She seemed to be hugging him very tightly. Zuo Qishen could even smell the fragrance on her body.
His eyes were filled with warmth. He raised his hand and touched the exquisite fishbone braids on Nan Fei's head.
"Mm, you're great," he said.
"The demon concubine has appeared!" A special forces soldier said in fear, "Boss is teaching her hand by hand?! We don't even have such treatment!"
"Tenth ring! This woman is about to become a spirit!"
"Nonsense, I clearly saw boss lift her arm just now. Otherwise, how could she be so accurate..."
Zuo Qishen swept a cold glance over. "Why are you so talkative? Is it because you have too much energy? Do you want to do a 10 kilometer cross-country in the mountains?"