There was no suspense for Han Luochen to win this game, his ball control skills were very good, and his posture when hitting the ball was also very smooth and graceful. His opponent shook his head, resigned to the wind, but he was the one who held out the longest.

Han Luochen rolled up his sleeves and leaned on the table, his black hair was a little wet, and his eyebrows were like bamboo tips, but Ling Ling picked them up, with a kind of indulgence. He rubbed the head of the club lazily, and his tone was also lazy: "Who else is coming?" It doesn't matter if you come, it's still me who wins. ”

As always, the tone of the underbeaten.

Someone next to him laughed and scolded, "Han San, don't be complacent, wait for someone to clean you up." ”

"Qingchuan will play a game with him and kill this kid."

Lan Qingchuan was stunned when she heard this, these people were too good at coaxing, and they pulled her up for some reason.

"I won't do this." She shook her head.

"Hey, if you don't know how to play, you can't play. With a big beauty like you as an opponent, Han Sanzhi is not allowed to release water. Luo Jie glanced at Han Luochen's face, smiled and pushed her forward, she frowned helplessly, "You guy, you must be bubbling up some bad water again." ”

The crowd laughed again.

Han Luochen raised the club, hooked his lips, and glanced at Lan Qingchuan, "Don't give me any beauty tricks." She can't play, I teach her that. Win or lose is mine, how? He handed the club to Lan Qingchuan, turned his head and replaced Luo Jie on the field.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that something unusual. Han Luochen is notoriously indifferent and arrogant, where would he save face for anyone like this. The first opponent was Luo Jie and his cousin Zhou Luzhi, and he didn't give any affection, and he didn't let go of a point.

A group of people couldn't help but look at Lan Qingchuan, only to see that her face was as usual, and her face was still calm and graceful in the past, without a trace of waves.

Han Luochen stood behind her, propped up beside her with one hand, and helped her adjust her posture. She was dressed in a bright yellow sweater, her long hair neatly draped over her shoulders, and she wore long boots, and she had to bend down as best she could. It was a very difficult position, and she tilted her head slightly to see his face close at hand. His eyes were not looking at her, but at her fingers propped up on the green suede.

She looked over and saw that there were some gray stains on her index finger, which she really couldn't see if she didn't look closely in the light.

"Where did you get it?"

Gesture to her, and with a slight stroke of his long finger, he removed the spot. Her hands were slender and soft, porcelain white and delicate, and her nails were faintly powdered.

The hand seemed to be pressed on his heart.

"It was probably accidentally rubbed while feeding the pigeons." She avoided getting too close to him, but he held her down and motioned for her to move.

"When you hit the ball, you hit it at my angle, and the posture remains the same."

Yu Guang saw Luo Jie on the other side make a "waiting" expression, so he let go of her, his tone was light, and he smiled a little: "Let's fight." ”

Lan Qingchuan fought, but the result was a little embarrassing. It stands to reason that in such a position, the five regular balls should have hit the hole in one shot, but only three were scored.

And a group of onlookers no longer thought that when Han Luochen lost this time, Luo Jie only scored two.

This is a relatively simple way to swing in the fancy, Luo Jie's skills are good, and these five balls are not a problem at all. Obviously draining water, okay. It's still so similar.

"I'm sorry, but I won again." Han Luochen bent his eyes and glanced back at the silent Lan Qingchuan, "Oh, no, it's me-." ”

How could Lan Qingchuan not know that Luo Jie deliberately missed it, just to save face for her and not be so embarrassed.