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Without thinking about it, he silently calculated the angle, chose the right position, and easily knocked a ball into the hole.

Maybe it was because he hadn't played for a long time, and when he got excited, he stared at the pool table and started killing all directions.

Going into the hole with four or five balls in a row attracted all the people playing billiards around the table to watch the excitement.Every time a ball hits the hole, there are enthusiastic applause.

It's just... Zheng Yuming himself didn't notice it, but Liu Qijun, who was watching, noticed that the atmosphere had become subtle.

Every time Zheng Yuming lowered his body to adjust the angle, the others deliberately restrained their breathing and stared at his waist and hips. Several people even swallowed silently, their eyes glowing green.

This situation is all too familiar.

But it was someone else who made this kind of action, and Liu Qijun suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, so angry that he wished to goug out the eyes of those people.It's fine for Zhou Han to drool, but Huang Qian still tries to get close, even now this group of strangers are staring at Zheng Yuming as a nympho, and they don't take him seriously!

Liu Qijun thought that he was Zheng Yuming's blind date today, but the others were staring at his blind date like wolves and committing nympho, and couldn't help feeling depressed.

When Zheng Yuming lowered his body again and prepared to putt and hit the ball, Liu Qijun strode over and clasped his wrist firmly: "Enough!"

Zheng Yuming was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't straighten up immediately, but turned his face and looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Only then did Liu Qijun realize how abrupt he was. He looked around, and was besieged by angry eyes. Everyone had a vicious expression of "take off your claws and we want to watch the handsome guy play".

Liu Qijun became even angrier immediately.With a stiff face, he pulled Zheng Yuming up. With a cold face, he lowered his voice and said as calmly as possible: "What's the point of beating alone, come and teach me."

Zheng Yuming was surprised for a moment, and quickly stood up: "Teach you?"

Sure enough, the others sighed regretfully.

Liu Qijun took a deep breath and told himself to calm down. He said with a straight face: "Well, you play so well, teach me. Let them play here. Once you make a move, they will only watch the fun."

Zheng Yuming thought about it, yes, he had too much fun and left others in the cold.Immediately, he was a little sorry, and put down the pole to apologize to them: "Sorry, it took a long time to play, you play, I will teach Liu... I will teach him."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for others to answer, he followed Liu Qijun towards another unoccupied billiard table in the corner, not forgetting to pick up his suit jacket.

Liu Qijun walked side by side with him, and smiled when he spoke: "Just call me Qijun."

Zheng Yuming just smiled and didn't answer.

Liu Qijun's heart sank, his attitude made it clear that he didn't take this to heart.

He remembered what Zheng Yuming said, and he just used him as a reference material. He was indifferent in the middle of lunch, and even took the initiative to pay the bill when he left. It seemed that he didn't want to have anything to do with him. Others started talking, but they didn't pay much attention to themselves.

Recalling these details, Liu Qijun's sense of crisis increased greatly.

Although it was only the first day we met, Zheng Yuming's attitude still made him a little uncomfortable, because he knew that he really fell in love with this picky gentleman who seemed gentle and indifferent.

"Didn't you often accompany them to play billiards, didn't you practice?" Zheng Yuming quickly entered the role, put his coat on the hanger in the corner, and asked about his technical level.

"I always miss, and I don't play much after a long time." Liu Qijun glanced at the tie hanging around his neck, coughed dryly, and reminded, "If the tie is in the way, just hang it up."

"Oh, yes." Zheng Yuming tore off the tie, quickly folded it, stuffed it into the pocket of his coat, and let out a long sigh of relief.He took two clubs, threw one to Liu Qijun, rolled up his sleeves again, and motioned: "Follow me and learn."

He assumed a standard grip position, his eyes fixed on the top of the club, and his left hand was firmly pressed on the table.

Liu Qijun imitated the example, he was very familiar with this movement, and quickly set up a pose beside him.

"Very good." Zheng Yuming praised, lowered his body slightly, and said, "Look at the top of the cue, do you see the billiard ball? Calculate the angle of the line, you have to make the top, the billiard ball in front of you and the target billiard ball form a line ...since your goal is to hit the ball into the hole, it's important to get the angle right..."

His speaking speed is not fast, but gentle and refined, and occasionally he will turn his head to observe Liu Qijun's movements.

Liu Qijun's actions are generally correct, but there are some small flaws in the details.

Zheng Yuming stood up, put his cue aside, and stood beside him to help him adjust: "Don't move your hands, press it firmly. Don't hold it here... hold it back a little bit, yes. Separate your feet a little more... "

While talking, he took the initiative to help Liu Qijun adjust his movements, pressing his arm with his left hand, pressing his waist with his right hand, and pressing the club to his upper hand, holding his hand to adjust the distance.

His palms were hot and sweaty, and when they were pressed against the back of his hands, there was an illusion of scalding—Liu Qijun knew that he was thinking too much, but Zheng Yuming was just so close to him, with his chest against his back, breathing in his ears side.Just turn your head slightly and you can see his jaw and neck.

Liu Qijun thought so, and did the same.

He turned his head to look at Zheng Yuming, but happened to see his graceful collarbone exposed as he lowered his body.

The eyes are only five centimeters away from each other, as long as you get closer, you can kiss his rolling Adam's apple.

The steady and patient professor was still ringing overhead, but Liu Qijun could only notice the beauty in front of him.

"The waist is too stiff, relax..." Zheng Yuming pressed his waist, and unexpectedly found that it was very stiff. Is it a muscle?He didn't hear the other party's answer, he frowned slightly, lowered his head to ask, but his chin brushed the other party's nose, cool and flashed by.

Zheng Yuming was stunned.

But Liu Qijun suddenly raised his face, and leaned over to kiss his lips in this posture.

Hei Liang's eyes stared at him closely, and found that the other party hadn't reacted yet, his eyes widened, and he was a little dazed through the lens.With a smile in his eyes, Liu Qijun stuck out the tip of his tongue, parted his lips, and gently swept his teeth.

Zheng Yuming trembled all over, and finally came to his senses.

Subconsciously opened his mouth to speak, but Liu Qijun seized the opportunity, stretched out his tongue, and boldly licked the tip of his tongue.

Zheng Yuming was about to hit someone, but found that his hand was on the opponent's waist.

With this hesitation, Liu Qijun immediately retreated, threw the club on the table, turned around quickly, clasped his waist, and led him to the corner.

"You!" Zheng Yuming was startled for a moment, but he was involuntarily forced into a corner by him. The moment his back hit the wall, Liu Qijun put his arms around his shoulders and clasped his waist with one hand, and pulled him towards him. Their chests collided. Together, sticking tightly, but avoiding the possibility of back pain.

Liu Qijun kissed without hesitation.This time it was no longer a tentative touch, but a real fiery kiss, occupying his breath with all its strength, and even the strength of the hug became domineering and extremely aggressive.

Zheng Yuming hadn't recovered from the fright just now, and was greeted by the opponent's overwhelming attack. He panicked and put his hands on the opponent's waist in a daze. He didn't know whether to push or hug him. I feel like I'm going to fall down.

However, this dizziness was just his feeling, and he was still firmly embraced by Liu Qijun, and even the airtight kiss of the other party seemed to infuse him with ecstasy soup.

Liu Qijun backed away slightly, and Zheng Yuming immediately raised his head and panted heavily, revealing his defenseless neck.

Liu Qijun's eyes darkened, he lowered his head, and kissed his long-awaited Adam's apple as he wished, sucked hard, then stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick around the protruding joint, making an ambiguous sound of water.

Zheng Yuming groaned tremblingly, he immediately covered his mouth, and stared at the culprit.

However, even through the glasses, Liu Qijun could see his harmless eyes glowing with water.

Liu Qijun was also panting. He moved closer to the other party, stared closely at his eyes, and asked cautiously, "Do you hate it?"

Zheng Yuming looked at him fiercely, pushed hard, took his coat from the hanger, and walked out quickly.

Because the movement was too big, the clothes hanger swayed on the ground and hit the wall, making a violent collision sound.

Everyone looked towards the corner together, and saw a gentle young man wearing glasses walking out quickly with a cold face, but his open shirt collar and rosy lips with a little bit of water made people imagine.

Liu Qijun didn't bother to take his coat, straightened the hanger casually, and immediately chased after him.

Everyone watched them leave the billiard hall one after the other.

Kou Xin was still holding a billiard ball in his hand. Seeing this scene, he opened his mouth wide: "What's going on?"

Zhou Han narrowed his eyes, saw something, and said lightly: "What could happen, the young lovers are arguing."

Huang Qian corrected: "It's not a couple."

Seeing his gloomy face, Zhou Han realized something, and warned: "That is the person your brother wants to chase, and sooner or later he will recognize us as relatives."

Huang Qian glanced at him, did not speak, and continued to play.

Zhou Han's heart sank.

He brought Zheng Yuming to play billiards originally to match him and Liu Qijun, but Huang Qian was actually moved.Two brothers, are you going to have a conflict because of Zheng Yuming?However...he thought of his useless performance before, and felt helpless. For a moment, he almost...

Fortunately, he is still quite rational, knowing that this person is not something he can provoke, and the nympho will pass, but he will not really make any overstepping actions, but Huang Qian...

Zhou Han looked up to the sky and sighed, and prayed in his heart: Big Liu, you can fight for brother!If you don't make a move, Huang Qian will kill you!

Liu Qijun chased the man all the way to the parking lot, but he didn't dare to stop him face to face, so he could only follow closely behind Zheng Yuming, thinking about how to speak later.

Zheng Yuming's face became darker and darker. After opening the car door, he was about to sit in and slam the door to leave, but Liu Qijun grabbed him and immediately became angry: "What are you doing!"

Liu Qijun's momentum suddenly weakened, his shoulders slumped, and he stared at him to apologize: "Just now... I'm sorry, I... I can't help it..."

Zheng Yuming gritted his teeth and wanted to pull his hand away, but found that he couldn't pull it away. He immediately became angry and asked him coldly, "What exactly do you want to do?!"

"I want to fall in love with you!" Liu Qijun said loudly, seeing his wide-eyed stare in a daze, he slowed down and continued, "Zheng Yuming, shall we try?"

Zheng Yuming sneered and asked, "Why should I try with you?"

"..." Liu Qijun was speechless.