"You really like me?" Fengzhi asked bluntly.

Just now I heard that he said that he liked her, so he urged and supervised her.

Mu Chao: "......"

Their voices are not very loud, and the billiard room is very empty, and the camera has been there to watch him show off his abdominal muscles.

I don't know when the camera was all on Fengzhi's side, and everyone also looked over this side.

The conversation between the two of them was a little explosive, which made everyone can't help but have the idea of eating melons.

It turns out that Mu Chao, the young master, doesn't he really hate He Fengzhi?

Just hate iron and not steel?

No wonder every time He Fengzhi has something on the Internet, Mu Chao rushes to the forefront, is it this kind of invisible crush?

Then he hid it pretty well.

Now that they have been pierced by the wind branches, they want to know what Mu Chao will say.

Fengzhi also felt that the camera next to him seemed to be a little too close, and couldn't help but take two steps back and distance himself.

"Your game is on." She took the initiative to change the subject.

Mu Chao's emotions that had finally brewed up were reminded by her words, he came back to his senses, moved his mouth, took a deep breath, clenched the club in his hand, and glared at the people around him, "What are you looking at?" Is it better than that? ”

"Compare and compare!" Bai Momo shouted loudly.

He's just waiting for this game to come out!

If Feng Zhi and Mu Chao continue to discuss emotional gossip, then tomorrow's hot search will definitely be them, how can there be anything about him?

So when Mu Chao spoke up, he immediately responded and pulled all the shots back.

The two photographers actually felt that the competition was a bit boring, and it was better to gossip.

But when things got to this point, they couldn't say anything more.

Bai Momo hadn't shown enough muscles, Mu Chao asked him to kick off, and he lay on the billiard table, tensing the muscles in his back, showing his muscle lines all the time.

He aimed for the cue ball and hit it hard with his club.

The muscles that had been tense were a little sore and trembling at the moment of exertion, causing Bai Momo to not play well, and after a shot, the ball was knocked out and scattered, but none of them went in.

Bai Momo wiped the sweat from his forehead in embarrassment, "Mistaken." ”

In order to save his respect, he didn't forget to speak, "Young Master Mu, don't give me a chance, otherwise ......"

"Life doesn't give you that many opportunities." Mu Chaoyi changed his attitude when chatting with Feng Zhi just now, and picked up his club with a cold face and walked over.

He glanced at the scattered billiard balls on the table, chose to play the suit ball, bent down in a standard motion, aimed at the main ball, and hit the closest suit ball to the hole.

Bai Momo didn't smile, "It's strange that you can't get in so close, try it again in the next Young Master Mu?" It's going to be my turn right away. ”

The position of the cue ball is offset, it is far away from the next suit ball, and even the route looks a little crooked, and there are a few solid color balls blocking the route.

This ball is very difficult to play.

Mu Chao didn't speak, adjusting his angle.

He didn't choose to hit the ball directly with the cue ball, but found a good angle, hit the cue ball on the table, and then borrowed the power of the rebound on the side of the table to successfully make the cue ball hit the suit ball.

The power of the cue ball decreases after it bounces back, and the ball of the suit that is hit rolls a little slowly.

Bai Momo's heart mentioned his throat.

As soon as he let out a big word, Mu Chao came to this hand, and if he entered, his face crackled.

Of course he didn't want Mu Chao to score!

Unfortunately, it backfired, and the ball slowly fell into the hole.

Mu Chao mocked, "I just want you to touch the ball, so that the game won't end before you can touch the ball." ”