Chapter 337: Indecent Archery Teaching
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In order to meet the needs of the Young Masters and Young Misses, some staff and coaches from the archery range were retained for this banquet to prevent any accidents.
He said that he was going to teach Murong Qiao archery, so he really took her to a separate practice room next door.
This place was tucked away from the banquet. It could be said to be quiet and undisturbed.
“Ahem.” Murong Qiao suddenly laughed out loud, but she choked and coughed.
Huo Yichen, who was standing in front of the bow and arrow, immediately diverted his attention. He walked to her and helped pat her back so that Murong Qiao would feel better.
He picked up the drink from the table and handed it to her. “You’ll feel better if you drink a little.”
Murong Qiao hurriedly took a sip and let out a long breath. She couldn’t help but blush at her splutter just now.
To be able to choke on her saliva from laughing, Murong Qiao instantly had a stupid thought.
“What are you laughing at?” Huo Yichen asked helplessly.
Murong Qiao pouted. “When 1 saw you choosing the bow just now, 1 suddenly felt that you looked very professional.”
She explained, but at the end, she was still a little unsatisfied and couldn’t help but say what she was really thinking.
“It makes me want to call you Coach Huo.” She turned her face away.
Murong Qiao was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, there was no one beside her. Otherwise, Murong Qiao would at most think about it but not say it.
However, Huo Yichen stopped rubbing her back and his gaze unconsciously landed on Murong Qiao’s lips. They were slightly moist, and the slight pout made his Adam’s apple move.
However, Murong Qiao turned her face away, so he saw her watery eyes and fluttering eyelashes. He wanted to leave a mark on her fair ears and neck.
Huo Yichen leaned over and closed the distance between them. However, before he could carry out his plan, he felt a chill on his forehead.
It was Murong Qiao who stopped him.
“You haven’t taught me archery yet.” She puffed out her cheeks.
His thoughts of doing something bad were like a bubble that was broken by Murong Qiao.
Huo Yichen blinked and stared at Murong Qiao. He got up good-naturedly and turned around to get a bow that he was more comfortable with.
“Come, look at me.” The lecture was really serious.
Murong Qiao leaned over and listened to him.
“The middle of the bow has to be parallel to the line of sight. With the bow in your left hand and the arrow in your right—”
He sounded serious when he spoke, but although Murong Qiao listened attentively, her attention was always attracted by his standard and neat movements and postures.
In front of beauty, one would not be human if they did not look.
Murong Qiao subconsciously tried to absolve herself, but she was caught by Huo Yichen after a while.
“Why don’t you give it a try?” Huo Yichen asked.
Murong Qiao’s mind went blank as she looked at the bow that suddenly appeared in front of her. Then, she looked up and met Huo Yichen’s half-smile.
Oh no, she had only been looking at Huo Yichen and hadn’t really listened.
Murong Qiao coughed lightly, as if to ease the awkwardness. She felt guilty, but she still picked up the bow.
She turned and took a step forward. She looked at the distant target and slowly drew her bow.
“… Heh.” Huo Yichen gave an almost imperceptible chuckle.
Murong Qiao looked like she was drawing the bow, but in fact, what Huo Yichen taught her just now wasn’t used at all. He could tell at a glance that Murong Qiao wasn’t listening.
However, Huo Yichen didn’t point it out and let Murong Qiao shoot.
Swoosh!
An arrow shot out.
“Unfortunately, you missed the target,” Huo Yichen announced the results calmly.
Murong Qiao’s face and earlobes turned red. She clenched her bow tightly in embarrassment and looked everywhere but at Huo Yichen.
Guilt was written all over her face.
Huo Yichen walked up to Murong Qiao. “Just now—”
He was about to say something when Murong Qiao interrupted him.
“I made a mistake. Let’s do it again!” Murong Qiao was guilty but stubborn.
She even added, “It’s normal to be nervous the first time you shoot.”
She sounded very righteous.
Huo Yichen’s heart softened even more. He had never intended to blame her.
He simply reached out and stood behind Murong Qiao, wrapping his hands around hers.
“Then, let’s do it again,” he said.
Murong Qiao’s guilty conscience dissipated when she felt the warmth coming from behind her. However, her hand that was holding the bow and arrow felt weak instead.
Feeling Huo Yichen’s dry and broad palm on the back of her hand, Murong Qiao seemed to feel a small flame burning in her heart.
Murong Qiao pursed her lips. “There’s…”
She wanted to say that there was no need for that, but before she could finish, Huo Yichen stopped her.
“I feel like you don’t understand what 1 just said, Student Murong. It’s more appropriate for me to teach you personally,” Huo Yichen said with a smile.
It was fine if he didn’t speak at first, but when he spoke, his hot breath sprayed on Murong Qiao’s exposed neck, causing a numbing itch.
Especially since the two of them were very close, Murong Qiao could feel the vibration in the chest of the person behind her.
She wanted to speak, but she was afraid that Huo Yichen would make her neck itch again. In the end, her body went weak and she couldn’t stand still. No matter how she thought about it, it was embarrassing. However, she didn’t speak and the other party’s body pressed against hers.
Unknowingly, Murong Qiao had the illusion that she was being controlled by Huo Yichen.
“Focus.” But Huo Yichen didn’t give her a chance to think too much.
He took Murong Qiao’s hand and placed it on the bow. He used a lot of strength, but it was not enough to hurt Murong Qiao. He only controlled it exquisitely and placed the arrow on the bowstring, letting Murong Qiao sense the strength that had been tightened to the limit.
His feet moved parallel to her. In order to exert force with the arrow, the two of them got closer to each other.
Huo Yichen’s lips almost touched Murong Qiao’s hair, and it became a real whisper in her ear.
“Look at the bull’s eye, concentrate, and focus on that point—”
Huo Yichen lectured seriously. Murong Qiao’s ears turned soft, and her mind was in a mess.
She wanted to focus now, but Huo Yichen wouldn’t let her.
The second arrow was a ten-ringed one.
“Qiaoqiao is amazing,” Huo Yichen praised.
Murong Qiao glared at him, but her gaze was not threatening at all. Instead, it was a little embarrassed.
How was that Tenth Ring score hers?
Relying on her petite figure, Murong Qiao squatted down and escaped from Huo Yichen’s arms.
“I’m learning it anymore,” she said angrily.
If this continued, even if Huo Yichen didn’t have any thoughts, Murong Qiao couldn’t control the dirty thoughts in her mind.
For the first time, she felt that being good-looking was also a pain. She was in pain now.
Besides, she didn’t use much strength just now. It was Huo Yichen who shot the arrows. Seeing him praise her so seriously, Murong Qiao’s face turned red.
Huo Yichen put down the bow in his hand. “Alright.”
He went along with Murong Qiao’s words, but the regret in his words made Murong Qiao’s face burn even more.
“Let’s go then.” Murong Qiao heaved a sigh of relief.
Hearing this, she turned around to open the door and leave.
However, before she could even touch the doorknob, she was pulled into Huo Yichen’s arms by the force behind her.
The world spun. Murong Qiao fell onto the soft sofa and met Huo Yichen’s eyes.
“If you won’t learn archery, you can learn something else,” Huo Yichen said seriously.
Murong Qiao suddenly felt like a helpless lass in the hands of a fatuous ruler who was greedy for beauty.
She gave up on herself and nibbled on Huo Yichen’s lips, her eyes filled with accusation.
“Alright, it’s my honor to be taught by Teacher Huo..”
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