The gaze fell on her moist and red lips, her pale blue eyes suddenly turned into the inky blue of the endless night sky, and the hand that originally held her arm couldn't help but swim to her waist and fix her upper body

After Ming Yulong finished speaking, he turned his head to look at his achievements again, and noticed the hand on his waist, his eyes flashed a little, and he slapped Bailikun's wolf claws with a snap, and shouted:

"Bailikun, don't put your hand on my waist! You haven't heard of "a man's head, a woman's waist", it's not allowed to be touched! ”

Turning around, he ran into the quiver, drew another arrow, put it in his hand, drew the bow, and muttered:

"You leave me alone this time, let me try it myself and see if I can hit the bull's-eye!"

With that, she raised her bow again, just before she could shoot so well, this time it should be okay.

She followed Bailikun's previous teachings, took the arrow, pulled the string, raised her left arm flat, closed her right eye, and looked towards the arrow target.

Bailikun looked down at his palm that was slapped by her, and when he held it just now, he could feel that his slender waist was less than the size of his hand, and the skin hidden under the fabric did not touch the palm, but it was more reverie than holding it directly.

It is like a faint shadow of clear water in the wasteland desert, hazy and hazy, but it makes people reverie how sweet and thirst-quenching the taste of the water is.

He looked up and saw the girl raising her bow, this time her posture was no longer wrong, and she looked more like an archer who had studied for a while, with steady hands and firm eyes.

With that kind of temperament, people can't help but be attracted to her.

An arrow shoots and hits the target ring!

Bailikun still looked at the tail of the arrow that was shot, and there was admiration in his eyes that could not be hidden.

He had seen geniuses who learned archery, and he had seen those who had good arm strength and good talent, but there was absolutely no one who could shoot the third arrow to the bullseye by himself after the first time he took the bow!

There was no need for her to deceive him into holding a bow for the first time, and when he was teaching him just now, she could tell that she was indeed very unfamiliar with bows and arrows.

If he saw the girl falling from the sky on Shoudan that day, he was attracted by the beautiful shadow of that moment, and his heart moved, then with everything he saw these days, his heart has already given birth to strange feelings.

"Wow, hit again! See! Ming Yulong held the arm that was shocked by the bowstring rebound, and the faint pain did not make her excitement any less.

She was still a person who couldn't even pull a bow just now, but after learning for a while, she was able to shoot the bull's-eye!

It turns out that she still has this talent!

"Well, you shot it yourself, it's amazing!" Bailikun's eyes didn't look at the target, and his eyes kept looking at Ming Yulong's actions.

Ming Yulong waved his hand, and the smugness on his little face couldn't be covered, "Ouch, although my student is very talented, but you, the teacher, are also indispensable!" ”

Bailikun's eyes deepened slightly with her praise, and a faint light bloomed in her pale blue pupils,

"What do you think of me?"

Ming Yulong's hand holding the bow tightened, and said with a smile: "What, I just said, you teach very well, if you can get a good ranking in archery, I will invite you to dinner!" ”

As she spoke, Bai Likun's two thick eyebrows furrowed, and his wheat-colored face had a touch of solemnity