However, when it comes to such a topic, it seems to be awkward, and I immediately feel this atmosphere.

So, I hurriedly shouted, "The ball is on your left, take a look and you'll find it." ”

"Uh-huh!" He snorted, turned to look to the left, and followed, and found the ball.

He looked very happy, and hurriedly turned to the left, reached out and hooked, and the ball was caught.

"Okay! Got the ball!" He stood up and said excitedly.

Looking at his joy, I secretly smacked him, do you think, do you continue to win?

"Give you the ball!" He stretched out his hand, as if he was throwing the ball, and I immediately reacted, and the stinky boy forgot who served!

"Don't throw the ball!" I shouted to stop him from throwing the ball.

How can I serve? When he comes back, I hit it back, and I only need one blow to win.

How crisp and neat, I thought to myself.

However, it immediately occurred to me that if I serve, I could do it, and I could hit it right the first time.

In other words, my serve, so that Fenghua Gao can't catch it, I still win.

It can be seen that my golf skills have reached the level of freewheeling.

However, I'm too lazy to serve, the point is, I need to hold the ball with one hand!

After all, when serving, it seems cumbersome, so it is better to hand it over to Fenghuagao and let him serve to his heart's content.

All I have to do is stretch out a hand, hold the racket, aim it at the ball, hit it, and it's the result of winning.

What a relaxed and chic gesture! Anyone wants to win easily!

"It's you who serves!" I seemed to remind him.

"Oh! I almost forgot!" He smiled, embarrassed.

So, I immediately saw that the stinky boy was not pretentious, and I really forgot about it!

"Uh-huh! I spoke softly, by the way, blinked, very beautiful, just worried, it would confuse his will, and the serve would miss!

Supposedly, he missed on the serve, which was my chance to win, and it was very easy to win a ball.

It should be a beautiful thing, something to celebrate.

However, from the bottom of my heart, I don't like this kind of operation, it seems that this kind of score is not the result of my efforts, and it is a bit of a loophole to get cheap.

I belong to the goddess, the proud goddess, and I need real skills for everything, so I don't need this cheap opportunity to tarnish my goddess nature.

Of course, I don't want him to miss the serve, and importantly, if you do, the ball will land on my side and I will need to pick it up.

I didn't want to pick up the ball, I didn't want to bend over, I just didn't want him to miss.

I thought about it, so I hurriedly pulled my face and shouted softly at him: "Tee!"

After shouting, I regretted it again, urging him like this will only make him anxious, and in a hurry, he will also miss!

It's a tangled question, I laugh secretly, it's also a funny thing, it really makes me speechless.

"Mmmmmmmm He responded immediately.

At the same time, Fenghua squeezed his eyes at me, which is a very naughty type, of course, a boy squeezing his eyes at a girl, which contains another meaning.

I thought to myself, besides, a handsome boy with a high style will really attract many girls!

Just as I was thinking about it, he suddenly served, without any warning, very quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he served, and before he could say that, he served, which was lightning speed!

Why is the stinky boy in such a hurry? I thought to myself as I watched the incoming ball.

The ball spun and flew towards me, bounced the table, followed up, and flew quickly to my side, as if it was the side where I didn't hold the racket.

Hehe! Awesome! I'm ready to learn my tricks! I sneered secretly.

However, he didn't have my skills and speed, he couldn't play the right direction, and I could easily intercept the ball.

I was calm with the ball, a little bit of force on my wrist, a breath of air, running through the racket.

I'm going to strike, and I just need to hit it and I can win this one shot.

It was easy, I caught the ball, rotated my wrist with my backhand, and gave the ball the force to flip and impact.

Then, the ping-pong ball flew straight over and smashed on the table on one of his sides, and the crisp sound, like my victory horn, would deeply stimulate Feng Huagao's emotions

Let him feel uncomfortable and feel inferior!

At this time, the ball was shot, and I also wanted to understand the matter of the right talent, why Feng Huagao served quickly.

It turned out that the stinky boy wanted to sneak attack me, and when I was unprepared, he suddenly served, ready to hit me off guard, and won this time.

However, his skills were too inferior to come true, and I was hit emotionally.

I laughed, I wanted to laugh.

I hit the ball very quickly, and before I could finish it, the ball was already on the ground, and as I had imagined, it landed on the left side of his body, about a meter or so.

I figured it out, and the next few balls, all of them landed on his left side.

In this way, it creates a sense of inertia for him, thinking that the ball I hit will land on the left side of his body.

Moreover, the landing point of the ball, and the distance from his position, are about a meter or so.

Such a close distance makes it easy for him to get the ball without delaying a lot of time.

Actually, it saves me time! You know, if I want to have a late-night snack, I have to speed up my game.

However, when I hit the ball in front, it was two meters away, and the distance behind it became one meter, which would make him think that every time I hit the ball, the landing point would decrease the distance.

As he thinks, until the final shot, it hits directly in the palm of his hand, and he doesn't even have to bend down to pick up the ball!

I did this, not only to save time, or to give Fenghuagao a favor, which was regarded as me taking care of him, so that he would not have to work hard to find the ball and pick up the ball.

Deep down in my heart, I had another thought, and I used this means to secretly hit his emotions.

As I said, I'm going to use inertia to get him used to picking up the ball from the left.

So, he will form a conditioned reflex, and when he sees me hitting the ball, he will subconsciously react and go to the left side of his body to pick up the ball.

When he has developed this reflex, the next time I play, I have to change the direction of the ball.

That is, I have to play until the right side of his body, or even, directly to the back of his body.

Then, Feng Huagao subconsciously went to the left to pick up the ball, and immediately missed, and the ball was missing.

At this point, he will react and turn to the right, or behind, and look for the ball until he finds it.

At this time, his mood will be very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, and the ball will change its direction.

So, he was uncomfortable, he didn't fit in, naturally, he wouldn't be happy, he was very depressed.

In this way, I quietly hit the mood of Fenghua, and the so-called psychological means, in many cases, are far greater than the physical stimulation.

It can be seen that my mind, sometimes, is also hot!

I want to be ** glamorous and let him know that in front of me, don't play with masculinity.

Fenghuagao saw the ball fly away, and he knew that he had failed again, and there was a mixture of disappointment and inferiority on his face.

However, he had to pretend to be strong, so he smiled and even wanted to wink and give me a happy expression.

However, he finally did not blink his eyes, his sadness was too strong, and it was difficult to get out of the shadow of the loss in a short time.

This loss was a big blow to him.

Losing consecutive games is not an accidental problem, which shows that my ball skills are not ordinary, and it also shows that his ball skills are indeed debatable, and they contain a lot of water.

I couldn't bear it, so I smiled sweetly at him, as if to comfort him.

Actually, I just want to comfort his emotions, not to be overly sad, the result of a game is not a big deal, just entertainment.

He looked at my smile, a little embarrassed, and then smiled, which was a response, and then said, "You won!"

"No, no, I didn't win! I hurriedly said politely, and at the same time, it was also a reminder to myself that the score was behind, and I must not let my guard down until the last minute.

"Oh!" He was slightly surprised, and there was a little joy on his face.

"What's the score?" he asked.

I simply shouted, "10:8!"

Listening to the score, I was two points behind, he was one point ahead, and he still passed my score.

"Oh!" He snorted again, followed by a sentence in his mouth: "It's almost equal!"