"Straighten your body and loosen your shoulders."

Bo Tingshen guided her in the back, and Ye Xian did so.

"Step out with your right foot, stretch the bowling ball forward, the ball is 90 degrees to the body, and the shoulders are flat......"

Bo Tingshen walked behind her and touched her shoulder with his hand, and Ye Xian immediately flattened his shoulder.

"Left foot, left and right?"

Bo Tingshen kicked her left foot, Ye Xian's eyes couldn't help but widen, it was too much, just teach, just teach, get started, what is the upper foot? What about insults?

Ye Xian hurriedly changed his feet.

"Step forward with your right foot and put the ball behind you."

What's wrong with the right foot again?

Left foot right foot in the end?

When Ye Xian was in doubt, his right foot was kicked by him again.

She turned her face to him with some anger.

"Concentrate and look at the fairway."

Ye Xian: "......"

"Straighten your arms and swing them straight behind you."

Ye Xian began to swing.

"The arc doesn't need to be so big, don't beat yourself out again."

Ye Xian: "...... "Can we not mention the shame of playing golf last time?"

"Slide out with your left foot and gently send the ball out of your hand."

Ye Xian: "? "Either theoretical knowledge kills people, does this left foot slide out has anything to do with the ball in the hand? She can give it away without slipping.

When Ye Xian hesitated, a smell mixed with a faint agarwood and male hormones invaded her nose.

Bo Tingshen leaned over, his big palm on her small hand holding the ball, teaching hand by hand, and her thin lips were close to her white ears.

In this posture, Ye Xian could feel his warm and strong body clinging to her back, and he could feel a small circle of air in his ears, flowing slowly, it was a jungle hunting posture!

Ye Xian was slightly nervous, like a quail that was caught by a natural enemy on the back of his neck, and he didn't dare to move.

"President, is that okay?"

"Don't bend your arms, that's stupid."

The man's mellow and magnetic voice came clearly from his ears.

Ye Xian's body froze, "President, I suspect that you don't really want to teach me to play, but you have ulterior motives." ”

When the words fell, Bo Tingshen held her palm tightly, and her breathing was a little sluggish, "What?" ”

Ye Xian turned his face and accused him aggrievedly and pitifully, "You just want to take the opportunity to beat me, scold me, insult my personality, and trample on my dignity!" ”

Bo Ting's deep breath stabilized, and only one hand pushed her head, "Concentrate, throw!" ”

"Eh, wait~"

Can't wait, with his force, the rubber ball quickly flew out of his hand.

Ye Xian stared nervously at the path of the ball.

"Bang-"

Another ten-hit slam!

The waiters in the arena all gave sincere and praiseful cheers!

Ye Xian looked at the bottles that all fell, the victory and joy washed away the beating and insult just now in an instant, she turned her face to look at the man next to her in ecstasy, "President, I have all hit!" The first hit hit was all hit! ”

When the young man laughed, two shallow pear vortices rippled on his cheeks, full of clear spring-like waves, his eyes were curved like a bright moon, blooming with brilliant brilliance, the eyelashes were thick and black, and there was a moon shadow that did not flicker for a while, and even a little smile rose to the tips of his eyebrows and then fell to the corners of his mouth, dazzling and charming.

Bo Ting stared at her deeply, his eyes falling on his lips and sinking into the bottom of his eyes.

The two waiters who fled from the bathroom walked into the bowling alley with palpitations, and saw this scene-

Mr. Bo held ...... in his arms A man, or that man!

Looking at it tenderly?!