Chapter 406

Xiong Miao was about to speak when the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

She took out her phone and saw that it was a text message from Zhan Yeling.

"Golf venue."

The content of the text message is very concise, it looks like Zhan Yeling's style at first glance, not to mention the reason and purpose, it's just a strong order.

"Is it Zhan Yeling?" Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped crying, sobbing and asked Xiong Miao.

Xiong Miao paused, looked at her, and said, "I'm leaving, you should go home quickly, and cherish the present prosperity."

After hearing this, Ling Xiaoxiao cried even louder, a complex emotion of regret and hatred tormented in her heart.

Xiong Miao ignored her, walked quickly to his car, opened the door and got in the car.

Today she drove out by herself.

If the driver had picked her up, the news that she was kidnapped by Ling Xiaoxiao would have already reached Zhan Yeling.

Where is there such calm?

Soon, Xiong Miao came to the golf venue. Unlike last time, there was only Zhan Yeling in the audience.

Cleared again.

She saw Zhan Yeling sitting under the umbrella, drinking fruit juice, and his gestures were all noble.

She hurried to his side.

"I'm sorry, there's a bit of a traffic jam on the road." Xiong Miao said unevenly, she was on the road for a long time, and she was worried that he would be angry.

Zhan Yeling's eyes turned sideways and looked at her.

Xiong Miao felt guilty after being stared at by him, and changed the subject and asked, "Why did you call me here suddenly, and you are the only one?"

"Play." Zhan Yeling stood up and walked to the court, Xiong Miao followed behind.

"Will you fight?" Zhan Yeling's deep voice came.

Xiong Miao paused and replied, "No."

"I'll teach you." Zhan Yeling said.

Xiong Miao asked, "Why do you suddenly want to teach me how to play?"

Zhan Yeling stopped and had already walked to the court: "I don't want you to just follow behind and fight like a maid when I call you over next time."

"You!" Xiong Miao blushed with anger, and she also remembered the scene when he played with Peng Yuzhou last time.

She followed him, either helping him straighten his clothes or putting on his gloves, without hitting a single ball.

It's really like a maid serving people.

"Come here." Zhan Yeling ordered.

Xiong Miao snorted softly, walked over slowly, and Zhan Yeling handed the club to her.

Xiong Miao stood at the tee point: "Then I swing?"

After getting Zhan Yeling's permission, Xiong Miao swung the cue viciously with a feeling of revenge.

The small white golf ball was motionless, the club was missed, and Xiong Miao silently blushed.

"This, the sun is too dazzling, I didn't see clearly for a while." Xiong Miao explained calmly.

Knowing that she was looking for a step down for herself, Zhan Yeling didn't say anything, stepped forward, and took Xiong Miao's hand.

His back suddenly pressed against Zhan Yeling's fiery chest, and his small white hand was held by his cold hand, and his whole body was embedded in his arms, unable to move.

While Zhan Yeling was speaking, the hot air that came out fell on her ears: "I'll teach you, hold the cue tightly."

At this moment, Xiong Miao's heartbeat was unstable, and he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He obeyed his words, clenched the cue tightly, and swung it out again under his command.

This time it touched a golf ball, but the small ball only moved a little on the ground, not even a meter.

Xiong Miao turned her head, her hair brushed against his cheek, and seeing his thin lips tightened, she looked embarrassed and said: "I forgot to tell you, I haven't had any sports skills since I was a child, and golf is a high-end sport. Probably won't learn."