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Chapter 850: The Birth of a Child (12)


After Song Nianchen finished speaking, he immediately covered his mouth and looked at Mu Chenyuan.

When he saw him looking at him thoughtfully, he looked away with twinkling eyes and spoke insincerely.

"Well, it's good that Mommy has given birth to a little brother, so that I can have a little follower in the future."

At this time, Song Nianchen still didn't know how cold and cold the young master of the Lu family was.

Even though he was a few years younger than him, he didn't even bother to be his little follower.

"Yeah" Mu Chenyuan glanced at Song Nianchen's guilty face.

"Yeah, it would be nice to have a younger brother."

Seeing Song Nianchen's forced face, the corner of Xiang's mouth twitched and finally said what he had not finished.

"Young master, the young lady of the Lu family is giving birth to twins, a boy and a girl."

"ah" Song Nianchen let out a shocked sound, then immediately took Mu Chenyuan's hand and said excitedly: "Second father, let's go to the capital.

Let's go to the capital to see my sister."

Thinking that Song Qingyou actually gave birth to a younger sister, Song Nianchen felt happy in his heart.

Mu Chenyuan had long been used to being called second father by Song Nianchen.

At this time, he just glanced at Song Nianchen, who looked excited, and then at the target not far away.

"It's not impossible to go to the capital, it's just that your mission today hasn't been completed yet."

Mu Chenyuan personally taught Song Nianchen's shooting skills and had very strict requirements for him.

In daily training, Song Nianchen's shooting score must be above 90 points to complete the task.

Today, they just arrived at the shooting range and haven't started training yet.

In other words, Song Nianchen's mission today has not been completed yet.

As soon as Mu Chenyuan finished speaking, Song Nianchen was slightly startled.

Then he glanced at the rifle beside Mu Chenyuan, and then at the pistol not far away.

After thinking for a moment, he turned around and walked back to his original position, picked up the pistol, and Stand up straight, squint your eyes, and aim for the bullseye.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" After firing ten rounds in a row, Song Nianchen put down the gun in his hand and looked at the target dozens of meters away.

When he saw the bullet holes left on the target, he curled his lips with satisfaction and turned to look behind him.

Mu Chenyuan had a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Second father, we can go to the capital now."

Hearing this, Mu Chenyuan raised his head, looked at the only bullet hole left on the bullseye not far away, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Um."

The gentle voice was filled with unabashed satisfaction and pride.

Nightmare on the side, after hearing Mu Chenyuan's faint voice, couldn't help but come back from the shock, and then looked at the little boy standing not far away with a face of disbelief, with a confident and determined expression, and couldn't help but feel excited in his heart.

Somewhat shocking.

Even he was not so sure that all ten shots would hit the target, and the target would be in the same position.

Judging from Song Nianchen's confident appearance at the moment, it is possible that such things have become a common occurrence for him.

Song Nianchen ignored Yan's shocked expression, but ran towards Mu Chenyuan excitedly and held his hand.

"Second father, let's go."

"Last question, why don't you use a rifle?"

Mu Chenyuan glanced at the rifle beside him and asked curiously.

If he remembered correctly, Song Nianchen's rifle hit rate seemed to be higher during his usual training.

According to normal circumstances, it would be more reasonable for him not to choose the total rifle just now.

Hearing this, Song Nianchen was slightly startled, then curled his lips.

"With a rifle I have to lie on the ground, which wastes more time."

Upon hearing Song Nianchen's explanation, Mu Chenyuan's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but curl his lips.

But the nightmare behind him slipped and almost hit a pillar on the side.

Are powerful people so sincere in what they say?

They spend all their time just for you

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