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An Ziyan's lips curled into a smile. "I couldn't control my hands for a moment."
As he spoke, he walked to the side of the sofa, picked up his coat, and casually slung it over his shoulder. He waved at everyone and said, "I'll be leaving first."
"So fast? You're not waiting for He Shao? "
An Ziyan shrugged with a careless smile on his face. "It's boring to hang out with you guys. It's better to hang out with those little babies."
"Ha, you can just wait to die from exhaustion."
Liang Ziming said half-jokingly.
No one paid much attention to An Ziyan's early departure, as if they were already used to his behavior.
These young masters would usually keep a few designated women, and then they would be more stable.
However, An Ziyan was different. He changed his clothes faster than he changed his clothes. He might be with someone in one second, but in the next second, he would forget about her and be with someone else.
Therefore, Qiao Qiao's comment about An Ziyan being a playboy was not without reason, because that was what everyone thought.
So much so that An Ziyan had a very famous nickname: Passing through ten thousand flowers, picking eight thousand flowers.
In a single room.
Qiao Qiao listened attentively as He Shaochen explained the rules to her. Finally, she nodded. "Oh, I think I understand a little."
"Why don't you give it a try?" He Shaochen raised his eyebrows.
"You have to choose a club that suits you first, right?" Qiao Qiao walked to the wall and looked at the row of clubs with different models and specifications. She weighed each one in her hand and chose one that she felt comfortable with. After waxing it, she walked over.
He Shaochen took the tripod and placed the cue ball in front of Qiao Qiao. "Hit the cue ball."
Qiao Qiao immediately applied what she had learned. She had seen He Shaochen do it just now, and now she imitated him. She bent her waist, pointed the cue stick at the cue ball, and was about to hit it.
"Wrong, why are your movements so awkward?"
He Shaochen frowned and commented unhappily.
"Ah?"
Qiao Qiao lost her balance and almost fell onto the table. She looked up at He Shaochen, wondering what was wrong with her in his eyes.
She saw He Shaochen walk over and stick to her back, regulating her movements.
His hand covered hers.
"Bend your waist a little more, and hold the club a little more forward …"
He Shaochen and Qiao Qiao were closely pressed against each other. His lips were close to Qiao Qiao's ear, and the hot breath from the tip of his nose hit her ear.
Qiao Qiao felt that all the blood in her body was rushing to her face, and her ears were so red that they were about to bleed.
She really wanted to focus on the billiards, but He Shaochen's breath lingered around her, making her unable to concentrate.
Joe Qiao, you have to calm down!
Calm down!
Qiao Qiao warned herself. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down.
Okay, let's hit it!
Qiao Qiao exerted force with her right hand and hit the cue ball. The neatly arranged billiards scattered all over the table.
Erm … Is this good or bad?
Qiao Qiao was still a newbie and didn't understand the situation. At this time, of course, she had to consult an expert.
She turned around and saw He Shaochen holding his chin in deep thought. Her heart tightened, and she was afraid that he would notice something. She became careful and asked, "How was it?"
He Shaochen's gaze shifted from the billiards to Qiao Qiao. His deep face suddenly broke into a dazzling smile. "You're still impatient."
"Really?"
Qiao Qiao's confidence skyrocketed.
"Yeah, for a newbie."
He took Qiao Qiao's cue and rubbed it with wax. He walked to the side, found a good angle, and made a seemingly casual shot. A ball that Qiao Qiao thought would never go in went in as expected.
Qiao Qiao's eyes lit up.
He Shaochen leaned against the billiard table and smiled at Qiao Qiao. "Give it a try."
Qiao Qiao nodded, eager to try.
She took the cue and followed what He Shaochen taught her. She lowered her waist, found the right angle, and hit the cue ball.
This time, it didn't go as smoothly as He Shaochen did. The red ball rolled slowly in front of the hole, but it seemed to have lost its momentum. It wobbled and didn't go down.
Qiao Qiao's heart was in her mouth. Go in, go in!
The red ball wobbled and wobbled. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Qiao Qiao felt as if her breathing had stopped. Her amber eyes were filled with the red ball.
In the end, the red ball completed the ritual of the century and fell into the hole.
"It went in! It went in! "Qiao Qiao jumped up. It was even more exciting than getting into Lan Di.
She turned around to report the results to He Shaochen.
But the moment she turned around, a gentle kiss landed on her lips.
"Mmmm …"
Qiao Qiao struggled slightly.
He Shaochen held her waist forcefully and leaned down to deepen the passionate kiss.
He kissed for a while, then changed the topic. His thin lips moved down to lick her small chin. Then, he moved down to her slender and fragile neck that seemed like it would break with a gentle twist.
It was like a kiss from a vampire before a meal. It made Qiao Qiao shudder. A current ran through her body, making her tremble slightly.
"He Shaochen, don't …"
Qiao Qiao pressed against He Shaochen's chest, preventing him from going any deeper.
He Shaochen ignored her. He seemed to be very interested. His head moved down bit by bit, and his movements became hurried. He was very aroused.
Qiao Qiao's mouth twitched. This person was really in heat at any time!
She panted slightly and said unsteadily, "He Shao, Master Shaochen, if you continue to be a hooligan, I'm going to call for help."
He Shaochen heard this and paused. He raised his head and looked at her unhappily.
"Qiao Qiao, you're really a woman without emotions."
"It's much better than you releasing your hormones regardless of the occasion."
Qiao Qiao retorted sarcastically.
He Shaochen's face darkened. Just as he was about to teach her a lesson, he noticed that Qiao Qiao kept avoiding his gaze and her blushing face. He realized something and smiled intimately. "Qiao Qiao, you're actually aroused too, right?"
Qiao Qiao's face turned even redder when she heard this.
She stammered, "You … You're talking nonsense!"
"I'm talking nonsense?"
He Shaochen smiled devilishly. He moved closer to Qiao Qiao's ear, intimately sucking on her small earlobe and biting it gently.
Qiao Qiao's legs turned to jelly, and she almost couldn't stand properly.
"Let me test it for you."
As he spoke, his hands started to move around again.
Qiao Qiao looked at him with a red face. She was afraid that their movements in the room would be heard by the people outside, so she could only grit her teeth and say, "He Shaochen, you hooligan!"
He Shaochen's eyes were also filled with lust. His ink-black pupils became darker and deeper. He said to Qiao Qiao in a hoarse and deep voice, "Yes, I'm a hooligan. A hooligan that belongs only to you."
"You! Mmm … "
Qiao Qiao's words were sealed in He Shaochen's salty and gentle kiss.
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