Chapter 622

Zhou Manchun closely observed Jin Beisen, and found that Jin Beisen was very professional. He put his hand on the billiards table naturally and easily with the pole holder. His thumb was close to his index finger, forming a V-shaped character. His sharp eyes focused on a ball. Zhou Manchun was not very professional, so he did not see that Jin Beisen wanted to play that ball, but he believed that he could score.

Jin Beisen suddenly dribbled the club, which was very light, but the ball on the billiard table immediately made a sound of rolling objects. In a short time, he scored three goals!

Zhou Manchun crossed his hands and put them on his legs uneasily. Unexpectedly, Jin Beisen reached a draw with Zhao Tianyu.

People who know how to play billiards all know that in fact, it's better to have a close kick-off. No matter how stupid you are, you can score one in the kick-off unless you don't know billiards at all. But the more later the ball gets, the more difficult it is to score, because you don't know where the ball will fall. That's the fun of billiards.

Today, Jin Beisen and Zhao Tianyu are two masters. They haven't played billiards for many years. They thought they would be strange, but when they touched the club, they felt the same again.

Zhao Tianyu frowned slightly, and sounded the alarm in his heart. From Jin Beisen's stroke just now, he could see that Jin Beisen's level was absolutely above his own level. Now, he has to fight hard to finish the game. What if a miracle happened?

Jin Beisen filters the ball in his mind every time before he plays. Where will the ball go? The ball will score and even calculate the opponent's ball. His shrewdness is far beyond Zhao Tianyu's imagination.

Zhao Tianyu pretends to be in danger. In fact, there is a cold sweat behind him. He lies on the table with his arms accounting for three quarters of the whole club. He stares at a red ball and points the club at the white ball. The red ball rolls back and forth twice, and then enters again!

Jin Beisen smiled but didn't speak. He stared at a colored ball indifferently with his right hand. The sound of the ball hitting came from the air. This time, he scored three more goals.

This round of competition is becoming more and more fierce. Jin Beisen has finished playing one ball earlier than Zhao Tianyu, and will play black 8 soon.

However, Zhao Tianyu deliberately didn't score the goal, so he smashed the black 8 ball into a remote corner. From this position, it's impossible to get in at all.

As long as black8 doesn't make it, the game is not over!

Jin Beisen also understood Zhao Tianyu's careful thoughts. He raised his head leisurely and smiled a little.

Think he can't do it? At the age of seven, Jin Beisen followed Jin Jiahe to learn billiards. Only the ball he didn't want to score was not the one he couldn't score.

He turned the club with interest, like the noise at the end of the game.

With a bang, the black 8 ball began to roll back and forth on the table top. It rolled from one side of the billiard table to the other. This time, Jin Beisen was very strong. He had calculated it. As long as he hit the black 8 at a certain angle, the ball would go in automatically!

If it doesn't work out, black 8 is in!

Zhao Tianyu's eyes widened in amazement. He didn't expect Jin Beisen to score like this. He had to take it.

Zhou Manchun's Apricot eyes flashed a warm smile. He was very happy for Jin Beisen. Jin Beisen put down his club and looked back at Zhou Manchun. There was gentleness in his eyes.

In the air, four eyes are opposite, Zhou man's face is pure and charming, but there are thousands of styles.

Zhao Tianyu's hand holding the club was a little stiff, but he was convinced to lose. He put down the club with self mockery and said lightly: "this game, I was convinced to lose."

Finally, the competition is over, and the victory has been decided. In fact, Zhao Tianyu has long seen that he can't defeat Jin Beisen, but he has been hypnotizing himself!

"Beisen..." Zhou Manchun pursed his lips and walked towards Jin Beisen, but his tone was worried, for fear that Jin Beisen would really ask Zhao Tianyu's fingers.

"Xiao Chun, you don't have to plead for me. I'm willing to give in and lose. Mr. Jin's skill is really better than mine. What's more, winning or losing is the common business of soldiers. It's normal to lose." Zhao Tianyu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, his warm face was obviously relaxed. It was not nervous when he was playing the game just now.

Anyway, Zhao Tianyu made up his mind to gamble with Jin Beisen, and he had made the worst plan at that moment.

Jin Beisen tightly pursed his lips and didn't speak, while Mo Mou looked at Zhou Manchun lightly. He knew that Zhou Manchun was kind-hearted. The gamble he just said was just a joke.

In front of Zhou Manchun, Jin Beisen can't do such bloody things.

"The man is willing to give up. You owe me this finger first. When I want it, I will ask you to take it." Jin Beisen's handsome side face lingered a little coldness, his Adam's apple slipped and he said without expression.

Zhou Manchun is relieved to know that Jin Beisen is also a cold and kind-hearted person. After all, the original intention of the game is for her, not for Zhao Tianyu's fingers. Now that Jin Beisen wins, he will naturally have a large number of adults and let Zhao Tianyu go.

Zhao Tianyu's fingers are of no use to Jin Beisen. What's the use of his coming?

However, Jin Beisen is used to talking like this. A man's husband can't recall his words.

"Thank you, Mr. Jin." Zhao Tianyu also knows that Jin Beisen is giving himself steps, but he feels strange in his heart. Jin Beisen is pitying him!

The night has been full of color. On the way back to the hotel, the stars send each other off all the way.

The hotel manager specially asked people to decorate their rooms in the shape of new rooms. When the door was opened, the rose petal path on the floor was red and dazzling. Even their big beds were placed in the shape of love with rose petals on the sheets. The colorful rooms seemed to be more stylish for their honeymoon travel.

Jin Beisen immediately hugged Zhou Manchun. Zhou Manchun's eyes were dense. Time seemed to return to three years ago. On their wedding night, warmth and sweetness filled the air, mixed with light rose fragrance, adding romance to tonight.

Zhou Manchun looks at everything in front of her eyes, but there is a happy vertigo in her mind. Maybe the light is too dazzling. Suddenly, her feet are lifted up by Jin Beisen, and she is gently thrown on the bed full of rose petals.

The soft bed and blurred light make Zhou Manchun feel unreal. She smiles and hooks Jin Beisen's neck, and touches the man's cheek boldly.

The weak boneless hand is slowly rubbing at the scum of the man's chin. Zhou Manchun is like an addict to playing. He can't stop playing.