Chapter 171 Billiards Room Teaching

The lights in the billiard room are concentrated above the table, covering the entire tabletop.

Qin Moshen was wearing black clothes, holding a beige club in his hand, aiming at the direction of the door, and bent down.

The door was gently pushed open, Lin Miaomiao's steps were light, and his graceful figure came into his eyes, like a misty silhouette imprinted on his heart.

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes and withdrew from her from the corner of his eyes, his eyes fixed on the bright yellow ball on the green table.

His cold and sharp face was not moved at all. His body was half attached to the ball table, as elegant as a cheetah.

His subordinates did not hesitate at all, and their actions were smooth and smooth.

The yellow ball was hit by the white ball and bounced away quickly and was shot into the bag.

He suddenly stood up, raised the club, rubbed it slowly, and his eyes fell on her face.

Only then did you see the message?

Um?Lin Miaomiao raised her head in surprise.

She went to look at her phone after realizing it, and saw that Qin Moshen had sent her a message more than half an hour ago.

If you have time, come to the billiards room?

She bit her lower lip, and I saw it, have my brother been waiting for a long time?

Then who are you?Qin Moshen raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly.

Lin Miaomiao was stunned by his smile. After a moment, she lowered her eyes slightly and her heartbeat shook her throat.

You must remind him to smile more in the future, which is a hundred times better than when he doesn't.

I came down to put the cake.

The lemon cake is delicious.He sincerely praised.

Her long eyelashes swayed, her eyes flowed, and she jumped out of joy and hid herself again.

I'll cut it over again, okay?

Qin Moshen's eyes were doting, his lips curled gently, and he responded softly.

The white porcelain plate contained a corner of lemon cake mixed with snow-white and soft yellow. She placed it on the small square table next to her, and she also poured him a cup of lemonade.

Miaomiao, can you play table tennis?

Qin Moshen approached her, his deep eyes flashed across his white cheeks and fell on his slightly pink earlobes.

She was shrouded in his dark figure, her heartbeat even more violently, and she shook her head gently.

He pulled up her little hand, and the soft and smooth touch made people want to play with it carefully.

He held her back secretly and took her to the billiard table, and I'll teach you.

As soon as he moved his steps, Lin Miaomiao felt the scorching body and instantly leaned against his back.

A clear breath covered the sky and she felt her throat dry and tight and sore.

His long legs bent, and his knees spread her legs from behind, and the tight and powerful leg lines were against her skin, making her breathing stagnant.

The legs are apart, shoulder-width.A low voice sounded behind her ears, slightly magnetic, her right foot was straightened and her left leg was bent.

His lips swept across her hot earlobe, and it was the rare gentleness. Which ball do you want to play?

Lin Miaomiao was in a daze, her eyes wandered on the green table, and then flowed back, blue.

Qin Mo smiled softly, adjusted the direction of her toe, handed the long pole to her right hand, held her left hand, helped her open her palms, and pressed them on the table.

The thumb and index finger are tightly attached, the palms are bulging, and they grab the tabletop...

He taught her very seriously, but countless gentle feelings suddenly surged in her heart, hoping to entangle the man behind her at this moment.

He asked her to come, did he really just want to teach her to play billiards?

Suddenly, his soft waist was pressed by a wide palm, and his slender body was pressed from behind on the tabletop.

Brother... She was soft enough to let him do it, her voice so soft that the man was tense all over.

Qin Moshen remained silent, slid his hand from her slender waist to her plump buttocks, and lifted her thighs.

Lift your butt a little more.

Well...is this true?A trace of her lips spilled out, her waist arched, and her buttocks directly pressed against his thighs.

Qin Mo leaned over in a deep and silent manner, pressing down his broad chest, pressing against her back, and holding her whole body into his arms.

Lin Miaomiao couldn't help but breathe rapidly, her body became weak, and she could not put in the correct posture at all.

His eyes swept past her bent body like a cat, and swept past without any concern.

His palm stroked her slender arm and helped her hold the raised club.

Come on, relax, watch the ball, concentrate, and use the shot like this.

The slender club hit out neatly, and the white ball collided like lightning. With a crisp sound, the blue ball quickly fell into the bag.

However, in just one shot, sweat leaked from Lin Miaomiao's temples.Seeing the ball in the bag, she looked delighted, her face turned sideways, her eyes shining brightly.

Hit it.

Qin Moshen's eyes drooped, and fell on her face as bright as snow reflected by the lights, and nodded softly.

A low and mute sound directly touched her flexible heartstrings.

The eyes were facing each other, and the light from the glitter pupils hit was brighter than the light, entangling the two of them.

Lin Miaomiao's red lips opened, her voice soft and soft.

When the candle was extinguished just now, was it that my brother kissing me?