Remember [Book Fan Building .org] in one second, and read it for free without pop-ups!

Dressed in a gray loose sportswear, the man is staring at the target paper in front of him with all his might, his side face is handsome and solemn, his eyes are heavy like lead bullets, and he is ready to go.

The man has the Quinta-esque wild decadence and the king's landing unruliness—he's the perfect mix of all the virtues of a son and a son.

Draw the bow - draw the full bow - the heavy arrow is aimed at the bull's-eye of the target - "Bang! - "An arrow into the bull's-eye - 9.4 rings."

"Yes, it's only been three days, and if you practice for a few more days, you can directly report to the General Administration of Sports of China and represent the country in the Olympic Games!" The physical fitness coaches all sighed that they had seen too many patients, and there were few people who had recovered to such an excellent and outstanding place.

"That's the end of today."

"Okay, thank you." Jun Xiaoyan stretched out his hand and shook hands with the coach.

The man turned around, and then he saw his daughter standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Zhuang'er, come in!" The man pulled his lips and smiled, stretching out his slender arms, revealing a broad chest like a plain.

Infinite tenderness is like an invisible net, sprinkled all over Min Zhuang'er.......

"Oh." Min Zhuang'er came back to her senses and walked into the shooting training room step by step.

She walked up to the man step by step, with an incredible fawn in horror, no wonder the nurses just now were drunk en masse.

Even she was puzzled, such a god-like handsome and extraordinary, holding a bow and shooting arrows like a heroic man on the ancient battlefield, it turned out to be Jun Xiaoyan, who was still sick three months ago?

After recovery, he turned out to be so handsome, thrilling and charming.

I really feel like I was shocked by time at first sight......

"What's wrong with you?" Jun Xiaoyan saw that she was in a state of despair, walked up to her, stretched out a big hand, and brushed her somewhat messy broken hair behind her ear, "What's wrong?" Xiao Zhuang'er? ”

The voice like a demon sounded like a devil in her ears, Min Zhuang'er shook her head, trying her best to stabilize her mind, the girl was brushed by Jun Xiaoyan's hair, and her heart beat hard.

Finally, she raised her eyes and looked at the first hero of the Far East.

Jun Xiaoyan was raised to the Jun family by three generations of distant relatives, and Jun Xiaoting has no blood, it is said that his ancestors have colonial blood, so the man in front of him has perfect facial features with a strong European color.

The sword eyebrows that are flying like sideburns, the handsome face with thick ink and color, the handsomeness of Jun Xiaoyan, with an invasive domineering and ruthlessness.

"Hmm...... You recovered so quickly? Are you okay? Min Zhuang'er asked in astonishment.

"Oh, three months of intensive rehabilitation training, the best rehabilitation team in the country, and hundreds of millions of charitable donations from the people." Jun Xiaoyan let go of Zhuang'er, walked to the short-range shooting training platform in front, skillfully picked up the air pistol, and assembled the firearm in one go, handsome to death.

"I'm embarrassed if I don't recover and continue to spend the country's charity funds like this." The man said calmly.

After speaking, he looked towards Min Zhuang'er, and in his obsidian-like eyes, there was a heroic demeanor.

"Especially my little Zhuang'er has taken good care of me for two months, if I can't stand up, won't I live up to a daughter's expectations of her father?"

The voice was like a magic, bringing Min Zhuang'er an incomprehensible shock, and then the emotion after the void, Min Zhuang'er only felt that the heart that was deeply broken by Nan Dusk was full of warmth that had never been felt before at this moment.

From a father's love that has been lost for 18 years.......