Chapter 105

Song Jin also looks at Zhuang Shaoyang. Since she knows about his relationship with Zhuang Jingrui, she always feels that she has more affection for him.

Zhuang Shaoyang finds that Song Jin is smiling at her, but her heart beats faster and her legs are slightly soft. This is a great thing.

He immediately covered up the situation in his body and wanted to get up to play with his brothers, but he accidentally knocked over the water cup.

Lu Nancheng immediately turned his head to see that it was Zhuang Shaoyang, and his heart fell down.

But Song Jin handed the paper towel over: "wipe it."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

She picked up the card on the table, Zhuang Shaoyang thought she wanted to play cards, specially said: "if sister-in-law plays cards, I will ask someone to accompany you."

"No, I'll just order something simple."

"It's OK. I'll just do something simple."

In order not to let Song Jin have the pressure, he specially said so, but she has a curved smile: "let's play something simple."

"Well, good."

Zhuang Shaoyang is about to ask some poor technicians to play cards with her sister-in-law, but she divides the cards into two parts and hands them to him.

"Let's start. We can take back the same card when we play tractor."

“……”

The smile on his face has not yet fallen, Song Jin has turned out an 8 on the front, he was laughing in his heart, had to follow up.

Song Jin used to play this game a lot, all by luck.

She was very happy. She didn't need to think at all. She just had a bitter smile from Zhuang Shaoyang. Today, she reviewed the things she hadn't played since she was three years old.

"It's very simple."

"Well, it's simple."

He swallowed his saliva in silence. There is nothing more mentally retarded than this.

Song Jin had a good time. She dragged a long one on the tea table and was taken back by Zhuang Shaoyang. Looking at the fewer cards in her hand, she was not in a good mood.

Lu Nancheng was playing table tennis with several of them. For a long time, she couldn't hear her voice, so she looked back.

Ikeno noticed, also turned to see one eye, but cold not Ding smile spray out.

We all followed the wild brother to look at the past, and all puffed out laughing.

On the sofa, Zhuang Shaoyang seriously and seriously played the game of mental retardation with the little girl, and even won a lot of cards.

"What's this called?"

"Mentally retarded, I stopped playing when I was one year old."

"Don't talk nonsense. You don't even know 12345 when you are one year old."

"At least two years old."

They are noisy here. Lu Nancheng's dark eyes look seriously. The light of eyes falls on her beautiful face tightly, because there are fewer and fewer cards in her hand, and she frowns slightly.

Song Jin seems to have an induction. She raises her head and just meets Lu Nancheng's eyes in the air. She takes a look at it and immediately doesn't open it. She continues to stare at the card in her hand.

Zhuang Shaoyang is lucky today. After seeing that she has few cards in her hand, the game for the mentally handicapped is coming to an end. He is relieved and turns to see that other people don't see it. A smile overflows from the corner of his mouth.

"Sister in law, you lost."

"Well, you're very skilled."

“……”

Zhuang Shaoyang was praised for his guilty heart, and his smile was even bigger.

Song Jin completely lost, it seems to continue to play, scared him to immediately get up to the billiards table, a person sitting on the sofa bored also got up and walked over.

Lu Nancheng is bending over to aim at the ball. His posture is standard, his eyes are sharp, his wrist is strong, and the ball slams out and enters the hole accurately.

Three shots in a row, all into the hole, the ball on the table gradually reduced, the rest of the ball position is not very good, he deliberately gently hit, also let the opponent difficult to catch the ball.

It's Ikeno's turn. He walks around the table two times. His sharp eyes look at each other and look for an angle. He quickly locks a ball and bends over to make a good posture.

She watched it with relish. After watching Lu Nancheng, she looked at a table next to her. It was just the end. Zhuang Shaoyang held the club: "have you ever played, little sister-in-law?"

He just asked casually, but Song Jin nodded with bright eyes.

"Although I've played, the technique is not very good."

We suddenly understand that girls play this can not play a lot of technology, most just casually play twice, make a show, by the way take a few photos, concave convex shape.

Next to someone handed the pole, Song Jin gladly took it, Zhuang Shaoyang volunteered: "I'll kick off first."

"Good."

She stood at the table and watched. Zhuang Shaoyang had a good kick-off and scored several goals in a row.

Song Jin walked around the table. When he stopped, it was her turn.

"Sister in law, it's your turn."

Afraid that she didn't understand, Zhuang Shaoyang gave her some advice and even told her which ball was easier to play.

"Well, I'll try."

The people on the side didn't think she could score. It would be nice to hit the ball.

Song Jin has a kind of model to bend down to make a posture, which falls in Zhuang Shaoyang's eyes. The posture is very good.After she took aim, she made a quick attack. With a clear crack, the ball went in.

Zhuang Shaoyang's mouth was slightly open in surprise. The ball was powerful just now. The trajectory of the rebound of the white ball on the table was perfect. She just opened the ball beside her, which was convenient for her to play next.

Without waiting for him to open his mouth, Song Jin has aimed well and hit the ball in the middle.

The clear voice floated in the air. Lu Nancheng turned around and saw the ball roll in, and the white ball fell on the side.

Song Jin walks around the table with a smile. Her posture is relaxed and casual. She looks at the ball on the table with cunning eyes. Rao doesn't see it. She also knows that what she said just now is not good, just modest.

Standing on one side, Zhuang Shaoyang touches his chin and purses his lips helplessly. Song Jin is out of her expectation everywhere. She seems to have a big mystery and attracts people.

"Little sister-in-law, good technique."

"Generally, you can't go on the stage."

Her mouth slightly tilted, eyes overflow a little proud smile, continue to lean to aim.

After five shots in a row, everyone was stunned. Finally, it was Zhuang Shaoyang's turn to play again.

With the pressure, he didn't play well, and he went awry.

Ikeno is also looking at this side, laughing and whistling: "Shaoyang, scared hand soft?"

Being ridiculed, Zhuang Shaoyang's face turns red, and Jun's face is tinged with a trace of scarlet.

Song Jin continued to aim and scored three goals in a row.

The ball on the table is gradually less, most of them are Zhuang Shaoyang's.

Lu Nancheng's eyes sometimes fell on her, seeing her nimble and vivid playing, and finally far ahead of Zhuang Shaoyang.