sweetness!Being coaxed by the sick and charming movie star, she blushes and her heart beats

The girl's smile was very obedient, and her two twinkling fox eyes revealed the ultimate innocence.

When she called him, her voice was clear and sweet, pleasant to the ears, like a hidden hook.

Qi Yanchen paused slightly with his long fingers holding the doorknob, his eyes suddenly darkened a little.

The girl in the red dress is like a rose that is still covered with dew in the morning, she is so charming and charming to the extreme,

The red skirt only reached the knees, and the two calves were transparent white, like cream.

The cold and handsome man's sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he walked forward. The suit was placed on the sofa, and the tie was loosened casually with his bony hands.

Lin Zhiyang stared at him, and tightened his thin white fingers holding the cue.

Among other things, this master is really handsome!

Of course Qi Yanchen also knew that the second episode of the program would be recorded in only two days.

With long fingers, he unbuttoned the cuff of his shirt and folded it upwards while looking at Lin Zhiyang and said, "Let me see if you kick the ball first."

Lin Zhiyang blinked his long eyelashes.

It depends on her original level.

But where is her level at all?

At this moment, the pool table is filled with balls everywhere except the holes.

Lin Zhiyang bit his lip with his snow-white teeth, reached out and put the ball into the triangular fixed frame, and said, "Mr. Qi, my level..."

At this moment, Qi Yanchen's two cuffs have been folded up, exposing a wrist with icy muscles and bones.

The string of black Buddhist beads still hangs on the left wrist, mysterious and abstinent.

He lightly opened his eyelids to look at her, and said in a clear voice, "Coach Qi."

The title of master is not acceptable, because it seems that he is very old.

Teacher Qi is too routine.

Lin Zhiyang didn't expect Qi Yanchen to be so serious, his red lips parted, "Okay, Coach Qi."

Qi Yanchen's eyes didn't stay on her much, he stretched out his hand to straighten the ball, and asked her, "How's your level?"

The man's voice was serious and deep, which made Lin Zhiyang's heart skip a beat.

She blinked her fox eyes, and said in a low voice: "The level can't be said to be average, it can only be said to be very poor."

Qi Yanchen: "..."

Lin Zhiyang lowered his head to straighten the ball, not daring to look at Qi Yanchen's deep and cold black eyes.

I'm afraid that he will say that she is so poor and so impulsive!

However, the tall and long-legged man didn't say anything to blame, but said indifferently: "Then let me demonstrate to you first."

Lin Zhiyang was prepared to be criticized, but when he heard Qi Yanchen's words, he was instantly relieved.

She looked at him with joy in her bright eyes, "Okay."

She didn't notice it before, but now she has discovered that the plastic husband is still good.

Don't call him a dog man in the future!

All the balls on the pool table have been sorted out and put into the triangular frame.

For the convenience of playing, before Qi Yanchen took the club, he unbuttoned the top two shirts with two well-articulated long fingers.

In an instant, the usually cold and abstinent man became more relaxed.

The little red mole on the right collarbone reveals extreme desire.

He glanced at the row of clubs standing by the wall, chose a small club, rubbed it with chocolate powder, and moved slowly.

After making preparations, the man's superior and straight upper body leaned forward slightly, and a thin waist was caught off guard by Lin Zhiyang's eyes.

Lin Zhiyang's sparkling eyes paused for a moment, suddenly feeling a little sexy by him.

In fact, she wasn't lying on the red carpet, his waist was really good.

The man is teeing off with a standard posture, holding the club with long fingers with clear bones, and the muscles of his slightly exerted arms are smooth.

A few light-colored blue veins suddenly bulged out of the ice-muscled wrist, full of sexual tension.

Having known Qi Yanchen for more than ten years, Lin Zhiyang rarely saw this side of him.

The last time was several years ago, when he leaped to throw the ball on the basketball court of the university campus.

Lin Zhiyang's long eyelashes trembled, and his shining eyes stayed on his wrist.

Before Qi Yanchen moved the stick, he raised his eyelids to look at the girl in the red skirt standing beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Pay attention, it's a normal tee shot..."

Before he finished speaking, he noticed that the girl's eyes were a little hazy, as if she wasn't listening to him at all.

Qi Yanchen frowned slightly, following her gaze, she saw him staring at her wrist.

Qi Yanchen: "..."

Qi Yanchen straightened up, stared at Lin Zhiyang with deep eyes, and said in a low voice, "Student Lin, do you look good?"

The man's deep and pleasant voice reached her ears, Lin Zhiyang subconsciously nodded, "Mmm, it looks good."

The next second, when she realized it, the fox's eyes widened, and her porcelain-white face immediately turned red.

"that……"

She also wanted to quibble a few words.

Coach Qi looked quite serious, and his voice was clear and cold, "Student Lin, be serious, we are in class."

Lin Zhiyang scratched the ground with his toes in embarrassment, wanting to slap himself very much.

What is she doing!

Is now the time to watch masculinity?

She cursed herself inwardly, then raised two fingers to her face, like a student distracted in class criticizing herself, "Okay, I will definitely concentrate on studying, Coach Qi!"

Qi Yanchen looked at her small appearance of admitting her mistake, like a kitten, her phalanx holding the cue was tightened.

No one saw the burning passion in his eyes the moment the man leaned down again.

Only a "pop" was heard.

The neatly arranged balls scattered suddenly.

Lin Zhiyang decided not to look at men's sex and concentrate on studying, so he really concentrated on studying.

Many of the basic points that Qi Yanchen talked about are actually very similar to the tutorials on the mobile phone.

But the difference is that Qi Yanchen's speech is more easy to understand and more detailed.

The most important thing is that his voice is very pleasant, and when he narrates, he has an irresistible allure.

after an hour.

Qi Yanchen looked at Lin Zhiyang whose eyes were still shining with a strong thirst for knowledge, and handed her the pole in his hand.

"Now, try what I just said."

Lin Zhiyang has completely entered the state of learning, and she feels that she has absorbed well the theoretical knowledge she heard.

Seeing the pole that Qi Yanchen handed over at this moment, she was very eager to give it a try.

She stretched out her thin white hand to take the pole, and first followed what Qi Yanchen said, and rubbed the head of the pole with chocolate powder.Increase friction.

Then she leaned forward with her upper body, aimed at the white ball on the table, and pushed hard.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and it seemed that he didn't touch the white ball at all.

Lin Zhiyang: "..."

Holding the cue, Lin Zhiyang raised his eyelashes to look at Qi Yanchen who was standing beside him, pursed his lips, and asked pitifully, "Coach Qi, can I do it again?"

It was just a mistake!

The girl in the snow-skinned red dress holds the cue in her two thin white hands, leans her upper body slightly, and can see her two delicate clavicles at a glance, with a round and snow-white arc below.

She would never know how demagogic she was in this pose.

But her eyes are extremely pure.

But the more this is the case, the easier it is to arouse the darkness in a man's heart.

Qi Yanchen stared at her, his thick and long eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow on his eyelids.

"Your main problem is that you're not holding the pole the right way."

The man tried to use a calm voice to point out her problem.

Lin Zhiyang also felt that he and Qi Yanchen held the pole differently, but he didn't understand Qi Yanchen's skill in holding the pole.

She straightened up, her red lips curled into an arc, and her voice was clear and sweet, "Then Coach Qi, teach me how to hold it."