Chapter 198： can't, won't

Chapter 198 can't, won't

There are five gun targets on the wall. The gun is a toy gun. If there is no bullet, the score is detected by the infrared rays behind the target.

There is a scorer on each target.

Zhou Beicheng reckoned that Meng Yutang would like this, so he brought her to play with it.

Song Chuhan stood back on one side, watching Zhou Beicheng hand Meng Yutang a toy gun, and then put coins in the machine slot in front of her and herself.

"Contest?"

Zhou Beicheng turned his eyes to look at Meng Yutang, with a rare smile on his lips, and the managers behind him all thought he was crazy. How could he laugh when he could see the president in his lifetime?

Meng Yutang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Okay."

The game has already started, and Zhou Beicheng's posture of the two holding guns still looks more professional.

Meng Yutang was holding a toy gun. He tilted his head to aim casually, and then directly pulled the trigger of the toy gun.

Five shots in one round.

In the first sentence, both of them are familiar with toy guns.

41:40.5

Meng Yutang looked at the 40.5 on the wall opposite him, and narrowed his eyes, especially the 0.5 looked particularly dazzling.

Put the gun directly on the console, reach out and touch a few game coins in the basket and throw them in.

"Come again!" The voice sounded calm, but Zhou Beicheng felt that she was very angry, and wanted to laugh for no reason.

Brows stretched, and he turned his eyes to look at Meng Yutang, the corner of his lips could not help but smile, and he stretched out his hand to touch a few coins and threw them in.

"..."

Song Chuhan watched from behind. She had never seen that look in Zhou Beicheng's eyes. No matter who she was facing, she had never seen Zhou Beicheng like this before.

He...should like this Miss Meng very much.

Song Chuhan couldn't tell how she felt, lost? There seem to be some. sad? I can't even tell.

Didn't it mean that the order of appearance of people is important? I just feel that I seem to have lost to someone who played after me, so I am more or less reconciled.

But she didn't feel relieved. Without Zhou Beicheng, the Song family would arrange another family for her, which might be easier than pleasing Zhou Beicheng, but she couldn't follow her own heart anyway.

But I have seen such an excellent man, can she still put on such a smile to please other men in the future, it should be very difficult...

Song Chuhan's eyes fell on Meng Yutang involuntarily.

This Miss Meng of the Shi family is very different from the ones I have seen before.

Meng Yutang's body was burning with a fierce desire to win.

In the second game, the two directly drew to a tie.

47:47.

"Again!"

The third round ended, Meng Yutang looked up at the counter above: 50.

Satisfied with a smile, he turned to look at Zhou Beicheng's counter: 49.5.

Looking at that .5, let alone, I feel better.

Put the toy gun directly on the operating table, clap and call it a day.

Zhou Beicheng looked at the smile on her face and couldn't help but frowned.

Meng Yutang turned around, Song Chuhan didn't know when he stood next to him, touched the toy gun on the console with both hands, and looked up at Zhou Beicheng: "Brother Beicheng, can you teach me how to play?"

Her eyes were shining, and she seemed to be looking forward to it.

Zhou Beicheng glanced at her, and said coldly, "No, no."

"..."

Everyone couldn't help but glance at the 49.5, the highest score is 50, do you call this? !

Song Chuhan felt that nothing was unexpected, his eyes darkened and he lowered his head, but he didn't want a girl's voice to come from his ear.

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See you guys tomorrow~ In fact, Ms. Song is also a poor little girl who can't do whatever she wants, not bad~ At first I wanted to write a little white lotus, but I can't handle this kind of character well, so I wrote this kind of Ms. Song, Everyone has their own reasons, hey~

(end of this chapter)