When Shen Yufeng said this, his tone was quite relaxed, but the aura of dominance and sharpness in his brow was impossible to ignore.
An Xiaoyu felt a sudden shock in her heart.
This guy... he can't really be planning to shoot with his left hand, can he!
"You..."
An Xiaoyu was a bit bewildered, this, this... how could it be possible!
Shen Yufeng just smiled.
"Well, want to see?"
But why does this guy's gaze seem so mischievous?
An Xiaoyu thought, generally, people are more dexterous with their right hand than their left. Shooting, in particular, demands strict precision. So, could this guy just be messing with her!
Maybe his left hand isn't that capable, but now he's just putting on a show!
"Hmph, I don't believe your left hand is that powerful!"
An Xiaoyu said, pouting.
Shen Yufeng chuckled softly, "Are you doubting your husband's ability?"
An Xiaoyu: "..."
Cough cough, why does that sentence sound so suggestive?
