The Vicious Female Character at the End of Days: C33.2

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Chapter 33. (2/2)

Cheng Rui took her hands from behind, his tall figure completely enveloping her in his embrace. His large hand held her delicate white hand, and he whispered in her ear, “Straighten your arms, keep your eyes on the target…”

He guided her hand and pulled the trigger. The silenced gun hit the target squarely, and several more bullets struck the same point.

Bai Qing Qing’s heart burned. Her few headshots on the zombies were purely lucky; a marksman like Cheng Rui, with his unerring accuracy, was a true sharpshooter.

Cheng Rui’s tall body embraced her, his cool, mature aura surrounding her, as if he had claimed her as his own territory. The powerful feeling made her heart tremble slightly.

She moved her hands slightly and said, “I’ll do it myself.”

Cheng Rui moved away from her, his gaze fixed intently on her. “Try it, aim before you fire.”

“Okay.” Bai Qing Qing concentrated, gripping the gun tightly, staring at the target ahead, her breathing slowing. In a split second, she pulled the trigger.

Bang! Unfortunately, she missed the centre point, veering two rings off.

Bai Qing Qing was a little disappointed: “I missed.”

“It’s okay, you can continue,” Cheng Rui said.

Bai Qing Qing gripped the gun and fired repeatedly, each shot missing the centre point. Her expression grew somewhat dejected, and she looked at him with a hint of reproach, “Is it all your fault?”

Cheng Rui felt a pang of panic. “What happened to me?”

“It’s because you always hit the center,” Bai Qing Qing said, head bowed. “I haven’t hit a single one, and it’s making me lose confidence.”

Cheng Rui grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms again, saying in a low voice, “Practice a few more times, and you’ll definitely hit it.”

Bai Qing Qing leaned against him reassuringly and said, “If I miss again, you’ll be my target.”

This was purely a boastful remark, but to her surprise, Cheng Rui actually agreed, “Okay.”

Bai Qing Qing’s eyes flickered, and she looked up at him. “Are you stupid? You agreed to this? What if I miss and you become my target? What if I hurt you?”

“You won’t. I believe you,” Cheng Rui’s cold voice held a hint of tenderness.

Bai Qing Qing smiled, a hint of amusement in her eyes. Once a cold, aloof man was won over, his charm was no less than that of a seasoned playboy, and far more captivating.

Cheng Rui held her soft, white hand and lowered his head to whisper in her ear, “Look ahead.”

His warm breath brushed her fair neck, sending a tingling sensation through her and making her involuntarily shift.

Cheng Rui tightened his grip on her hand, saying, “Concentrate.”

Under his careful guidance, Bai Qing Qing finally hit the target two or three times out of ten shots, with a relaxed expression on her delicate face.

“Cheng Rui, I hit it!”

Seeing her delighted expression, Cheng Rui smiled slightly. “Very good.”

After practising for about half an hour, the two returned to the car. Professor Li’s wife looked at them and smiled, saying, “Young man, there’s porridge in the kitchen. You and your girlfriend haven’t had breakfast yet, go and eat something.”

Everyone in the car looked at the two of them; their expressions varied.

Bai Qing Qing blushed and quickly denied it, “No, Auntie, you’ve misunderstood.”

Cheng Rui remained silent.

The professor’s wife, realising her misunderstanding, apologised, “I’m sorry, I thought you two were a couple.”

“Auntie, we’re teammates.” Bai Qing Qing quickly went to Fu Chen’s side and called him “brother.”

Fu Chen glanced at Cheng Rui, then looked at her, “Where did you two go?”

“Brother, Cheng Rui was teaching me how to shoot. He’s so good!” Bai Qing Qing praised Cheng Rui again, smiling, “I can hit the bullseye now.”

Fu Chen hadn’t expected her to go to Cheng Rui to practice shooting. His expression turned cold and indifferent. His marksmanship was no worse than Cheng Rui’s, yet his sister went to Cheng Rui to teach her shooting, completely disregarding him as her brother.

Fu Chen was displeased. He grasped Bai Qing Qing’s hand and said indifferently, “You’ve been practicing for so long, aren’t you tired?”

Hearing this, Bai Qing Qing felt her arm ache and gave a pitiful look, “So tired, brother, rub it for me.”

Fu Chen pulled her to the sofa and began rubbing her slender arm, a gesture that appeared particularly doting to others.

Cheng Rui frowned and silently walked to the front.

Shen Mingxuan lifted the curtain and sat in the passenger seat, saying, “Cheng Rui, it seems you still have to get past the captain if you want to win Bai Qing Qing’s heart.”

Fu Chen’s attitude towards Bai Qing Qing was like that of someone doting on a younger sister, yet also like someone doting on a young lover.

Would he agree to Cheng Rui and Bai Qing Qing being together?