CEN Qinghe has a deep understanding. Don't get too close to any man who has a girlfriend. Even if you don't have any idea about others, you can't know what their girlfriend thinks.

She nervously keeps a distance from Chen Boxuan. Chen Boxuan pauses and stares back at Shang Shaocheng. "Don't you think the grapes are sour if you can't eat them?"

Shang Shao didn't turn back, but his club was like an eye. He automatically stretched back. If Chen Boxuan didn't hide fast, he would have poked his hip bone.

"Hey..." Chen Boxuan raised his eyebrows. Before he could speak, he just heard Shang Shaocheng say: "stand by."

He's ready to play, his tall body leaning forward, almost on the table. He is left-handed, but he plays with his right hand. He scores two goals in the first stroke. For Cen Qinghe, it's a good start, but for shangshaocheng, it's an ordinary level.

CEN Qinghe and Chen Boxuan stand far away to watch the ball. Only Shang Shaocheng walks back and forth beside the table, staring at the platoon on the table.

"Well, are you confident of winning him?"

Seeing shangshaocheng take one shot after another, when a white ball goes out, there must be a colored ball in the bag, which can be called "no need to send a shot.".

Chen Boxuan murmurs from the bottom of his heart. He can't help but discuss with Cen Qinghe in a low voice.

CEN Qinghe stared at the table, opened his lips, and whispered back: "I think he is more stable than me. After all, I'm in the minority when I'm clean. It depends on my hand and luck. You usually spend more time with him than I do. You should know his skills

Chen Puqi two black eyebrows, eyes with worry, said: "he plays better than us, I feel he usually play not with full strength, I think you stimulate him to play seriously."

CEN Qinghe looked at the only two balls left on the table. At the moment of shangshaocheng's stroke, she had expected the result, so she said pessimistically: "you shouldn't bet with him."

Shangshaocheng a clear, time is shorter than Cen Qinghe.

He straightened up and looked at Cen Qinghe's direction across the ball table with provocation in his eyes.

CEN Qinghe can't say whether she is fighting high or disheartened ahead of time. She has a hunch that she will lose tonight.

Chen Boxuan also felt the sense of frustration in her tone, so she quickly said: "what are you afraid of? You two are now tied one by one. If you have some confidence in yourself, you may not lose him. "

After that, seeing that there was no flame in Cen Qinghe's eyes to rekindle his fighting spirit, he added in a low voice, "do you think he's proud and dismissive? You don't have to retort. I know you must want to beat him, and you have this impulse more than once or twice. I tell you, he is a man who wants to face. You can't beat him in real life, so I'll show you the way and hit him in the face on the ball table! If you take him down, I'll give you a big gift. You can do whatever you want. "

Chen Boxuan is also forced to be anxious. He puts all his face and dignity on Cen Qinghe.

Really don't say, his later words ignited the fighting spirit of Cen Qinghe.

Holding the club, she said to Chen Boxuan before going on the stage: "I try my best. If I really can't fight, it's your words. I'll walk back with you barefoot. It's a shame. Everyone will lose it together."

Chen Boxuan reached out and patted Cen Qinghe on the shoulder. His eyes firmly said, "enough loyalty."

Shang Shaocheng caught a glimpse of them muttering for a long time. Although they couldn't hear what they said, they could think of it with their feet.

When Cen Qinghe came to the ball table, he passed her by, still standing high, and said: "choosing a teammate has decided the IQ of the whole team. You are really barefoot and not afraid of wearing bath towel."

CEN Qinghe thought, her most stupid time is to choose him as the boss! At the beginning, he should have been ruthlessly rejected, saying that everyone is from other places, and it's not easy to live in the night city... Look at his luxurious life, where's the money, isn't he?

She is the only one who pities him. 80% of Shang Shaocheng has never seen the word "pitiful" in his life. If he needs pity, doesn't she need help from others?

The more he thought about it, the more he held his breath. After the caddie had scored the ball, cen Qinghe bent down and made a big start.

This time, only one kick-off goal was scored, and the other one went to the hole and hit it again.

Chen Boxuan pulls the bath towel on his waist anxiously. Seeing this, Shang Shaocheng laughs and says, "I advise you to find a mask now, turn around and block your face first. Half of the way you meet an acquaintance? I'm ashamed of you. "

Chen Boxuan turned his head and frowned and said, "what's the point of schadenfreude? It's not over yet. It's not sure who will win. To say the least, you can beat a woman. What can you show off? If I were you, I would have no face to show off. "

Shang Shaocheng was sitting on the edge of the reclining chair, holding a wine cup with amber liquid in his hand. Hearing the words, he said without changing his face: "yes, you can't even beat a woman. Of course, you have no face to show off."

With that, looking at Chen Boxuan's red and white, white and black face, Shang Shaocheng's lips curled up a good-looking radian and said: "if I were you, I would not have the face to show off, I would not have the face to mention this stubble."

Chen Boxuan reached over his heart and rolled his eyes. Shen Guanren, not far away, said with a smile, "don't you have a long memory? Can you beat him? "

Chen Boxuan heard the speech, stopped in place, and then angry at Shen Guanren, "you come to stop me, or how can I step down?"

Three people here as if no one else's lips gun war, this is their private habitual state, so don't think. Instead, Jin Jiatong, who is standing by and watching Cen Qinghe play, hears all of them. She tries to hold back her smile for fear of being noticed by them.

From her point of view, she can secretly look at shangshaocheng without any trace. He is sitting there in a dark green casual shirt, with river water and colorful neon lights behind him. Those colorful colors are reflected on him. His face is so dazzling, but they are not as black as his eyes at night.

He's better looking than any man she's ever met, whether it's a real man or a star on TV. If not for her own eyes, her handsome to men still stays at a higher level. After meeting him, he broke her new standard for men's good looks.

"Ah

Jin Jiatong's "body in Cao Ying, heart in Han", under the guise of watching the ball, in fact, her eyes have been secretly aiming at the direction of shangshao city.

CEN Qinghe said that he had a girlfriend, and she didn't think about what to do with him. What's more, people like him didn't like her. So she had the right to look at the handsome guy more closely. In a flash, Chen Boxuan stepped forward around the bath towel. She took advantage of the situation and saw that Cen Qinghe had finished the game. Besides the white ball, there were two colored balls on the table, and there was no clear table.

Chen Boxuan stood at the ball table, chagrined: "just a little bit hard, so a little bit, otherwise you will be able to enter."

CEN Qinghe is also remorseful at the bottom of her heart, but the situation is like this. She is not bad at other things. She only blames her poor skills.

Shang Shaocheng stood up from his chair and walked over. His black eyes swept back and forth between Cen Qinghe and Chen Boxuan. Finally, they fell on Cen Qinghe's face and said in a defiant voice: "do you admit defeat?"

CEN Qinghe calmly replied: "I know you have a high probability of clear shot, but if you lose or not, it depends on the final result. What do I admit to lose now?"

Shangshaocheng's lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of temptation. He said: "surrender and lose half."

CEN Qinghe asked: "how to use half method?"

Shang Shaocheng replied with a smile: "you give up now, I'll be Chen Boxuan. I haven't added any bets."

Such a big temptation... Chen Boxuan subconsciously looks at Cen Qinghe. Cen Qinghe doesn't blink an eye, let alone hesitating. She immediately nods and says, "OK, I'll give up."

Shang Shaocheng's eyes quickly flashed a touch of light surprise and suspicion, it seems that she didn't expect to admit defeat so easily.

Chen Boxuan also instinctively said: "Qinghe, what do you think you will lose? Don't be afraid of him. If it's a big deal, just walk back. "

CEN Qinghe raised his chin to Chen Boxuan and said with a smile, "for a friend, you have to do everything you can. What is a loss

Chen Boxuan was so moved that he could not help but open his arms and went to Cen Qinghe again.

This time, cen Qinghe didn't retreat, just smile helplessly.

But when Chen Boxuan passed by shangshao City, he suddenly took the bath towel from his waist.

"Ah The scream came from Jin Jiatong's mouth. She put her hand over her face and turned her back.

CEN Qinghe is also beautiful Mou a stare, instinctive don't overdo, but endure not to shout.

Then came Chen Boxuan's scolding, "Damn it! Shangshaocheng, are you going to lose... "

Shen Guanren didn't know when he came to Cen Qinghe. He said with a smile, "it's windy on the top floor. Take your friends and let's go downstairs."

When Cen Qinghe turns around again, his eyes look straight ahead. Chen Boxuan has snatched back the bath towel and is firmly around his waist. Shangshaocheng teased from the side, "fasten a little, don't walk away."

"If you don't damage it, you won't lose it," Chen said

Jin Jiatong helps Cen Qinghe take the high-heeled shoes. Cen Qinghe instinctively raises his feet to wear them.

"Hey..."

Shangshaocheng is four or five meters away from Cen Qinghe. He looks at her and says, "you are a goldfish. Are you forgetful? If you lose, go back barefoot and have your comrades in arms with you, you are not alone. "

CEN Qinghe angrily took his feet back, and didn't wear slippers, but barefoot stepped on the carpet.

When she bent down to pick up her high-heeled shoes and looked up again, her face turned red. I don't know whether she was angry or congested.

Shen Guanren said mildly from the side: "you twisted your foot. It's just right not to wear high-heeled shoes. It's quicker to recover."