Chapter 853 The Competition between Ting and Feng 3
"Okay. Xuanxuan, I really wanted to continue teaching you..." Mu Yufeng stepped aside with a broken face, "According to the agreement just now, if you lose..."

It's a pity that he was teaching around her from behind, smelling the natural faint fragrance from her body, he had a feeling of being in a trance and distracted.

So close to her, she was in his arms, as if as long as he tightened his arms, she would have nowhere to escape.

He originally wanted to win the competition, so that he could get closer to Xuanxuan in front of Yan Shiting more openly, and let her see that Yan Shiting is not his opponent at all, he is better than Yan Shiting!

Unexpectedly...he who has always played golf very well, lost his level at this critical moment.

Is it because I want to hug Xuanxuan too much, and I can't concentrate enough?

"Loser, you, Mu Yufeng, are weak!" Yan Shiting also wouldn't give up the opportunity to make trouble, after all, the surname Mu is too arrogant, and the opportunity to step on him doesn't come from time to time.

"I..." Mu Yufeng was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he was speechless to refute.

Just now Xuanxuan said that if you lose, you lose.

There are so many spectators staring at the battle not far away, so it would be rude to argue again.

Yan Shiting has always been domineering and arrogant, so he didn't bother to talk too much, so he walked up to Cheng Yingxuan and handed her the club in his hand, "Mu Yufeng is not qualified to teach you, I'll teach you how to play golf."

Yang Qian stared at Cheng Yingxuan jealously, she had finally separated the relationship between Brother Shi Ting and Cheng, this dead woman actually had a chance to get close to Brother Shi Ting again!
Cheng Yingxuan took the cue and said two words coldly, "No need."

Yang Qian had a sarcastic smile on her lips, she thought to herself that she didn't know how to flatter her, and Yan Shiting was willing to teach, that's what many people wish for, even if she didn't really want to learn how to play, it would be nice to take the opportunity to get close, "Mr. Don't embarrass her."

Yan Shiting's face turned dark, and he stared at Yingxuan with displeasure, "You really hope that Mu can teach you? It's a pity, you are destined to be disappointed."

"Xuanxuan, you should let Young Master Yan teach you." Mu Yufeng was sincerely doing it for her own good, "If he doesn't teach you, if you lose to Yang Qian, you will be ashamed like me. I was stepped on by Yan Shao One foot, you can never be stepped on by Yang Qian again..."

"It's okay." Cheng Yingxuan still refused.

"Good." Yan Shiting narrowed his eyes slightly, "If you want to be trampled by Yang Qian so much, it's up to you."

"Yes." She was noncommittal.

Yang Qian's golf level is not so stable, she quickly said, "Cheng Yingxuan, we are like Yan Shao and Mu Shao, one shot determines the outcome. I just hit two holes, and you can also hit two .”

"Yes." Cheng Yingxuan readily agreed.

Some of the crowd not far away whispered about Cheng Yingxuan's ignorance of flattery, and they all felt that Cheng Yingxuan was doomed.

A smile of certain victory appeared on Yang Qian's face.

Golf is easy to learn to play, but difficult to play well.

To make a hole-in-two, Cheng Yingxuan has to practice for at least several months, or even several years.

"It's a waste of time to play too much." Cheng Yingxuan added before she started, "You don't need two shots to solve you Yang Qian, one shot is enough."

"Wow!" The onlookers were upset, and some people were dissatisfied, "Cheng Yingxuan is too arrogant, a person who can't play golf is so crazy!"

"It's just that she doesn't know how to play, so she thinks it's so easy for these masters to make holes, but she doesn't know how difficult it is in reality, so she dares to be poor." Someone answered, and the voice of discussion spread far away.

(End of this chapter)

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