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Chapter 102 All of them are defeated
Cen Qinghe has a deep understanding, don't get too close to any man who has a girlfriend, even if you don't have the slightest idea about him, you can't guarantee what his girlfriend thinks.

She nervously kept a distance from Chen Boxuan, Chen Boxuan paused, then turned to stare at Shang Shaocheng, "Do you think grapes are sour because you can't eat them?"

Shang Shaocheng didn't turn his head back, but the club in his hand seemed to have eyes, and he stretched it back automatically. If Chen Boxuan hadn't dodged quickly, he would have stabbed him in the hipbone.

"Hey..." Chen Boxuan raised his eyebrows, before he could speak, Shang Shaocheng said: "Stand by and go."

He was ready to play, his tall body leaning forward almost over the table.He is left-handed, but he plays with his right hand. This first shot is very powerful, and the colored balls on the opposite side are flying in all directions. It seems to be chaotic, but in fact, every landing point has something to say.

He scored two goals at the start. For Yu Cen Qinghe, this was a good start, but for Shang Shaocheng, it was a mediocre level.

Cen Qinghe and Chen Boxuan stood a little further away to watch the game, and only Shang Shaocheng was left by the table walking back and forth, staring intently at the formation of troops on the table.

"Hey, do you have the confidence to win him?"

Seeing Shang Shaocheng shot one shot after another, when the white ball is hit, the colored ball must be pocketed, which can be called "the shot does not need to be shot".

Chen Boxuan muttered in his heart, and couldn't help discussing with Cen Qinghe beside him in a low voice.

Cen Qinghe stared at the ball table, opened his lips, and replied in a low voice: "I think he is more stable than me. After all, I am a minority when I get a clean shot. It depends on the feel and luck. How long do you usually spend with him? He must be more than me, and you should also understand his skills."

Chen Boxuan frowned with two black eyebrows, and said with worry in his eyes: "He is better than us at playing the ball. I feel that he doesn't use all his strength when playing. I guess you have stimulated him to play seriously."

Cen Qinghe looked at the only two balls left on the table. The moment Shang Shaocheng hit the shot, she had already predicted the result, so she said pessimistically: "You shouldn't bet with him."

Shang Shaocheng cleared it with one stroke, and the time it took was even shorter than that of Cen Qinghe.

He straightened up and looked in Cen Qinghe's direction across the table, with nonchalant provocation in his eyes.

Cen Qinghe couldn't tell whether it was high morale or disheartened in advance, she had a premonition that she would lose tonight.

Chen Boxuan also sensed the discouragement in her tone, so he hurriedly said: "What are you afraid of? You two are now tied one to one, and you have a little confidence in yourself. You may not lose to him."

After all, seeing that the flame of fighting spirit was not rekindled in Cen Qinghe's eyes, he added in a low voice, "Look at his smug and dismissive look, doesn't he really deserve a beating? You don't need to refute, I know you must really want to Hit him, and more than once or twice have this urge. Let me tell you, he is very face-saving, you can't beat him in real life, so I will show you the way, play on the table Hit him in the face! Take him down, and I will give you a big gift in return. You can do whatever you want."

Chen Boxuan was also driven into a hurry, and bet all his face and dignity on Cen Qinghe.

Not to mention, his last words ignited the fire of fighting spirit that had just been suppressed in Cen Qinghe's heart.

Holding the cue, she said to Chen Boxuan before going on the field: "I'll try my best, if I really can't hit, it's just what you say, at worst I'll walk back with you barefoot, it's embarrassing, everyone loses together."

Chen Boxuan reached out and patted Cen Qinghe's shoulder, and replied with firm eyes: "That's enough loyalty."

Shang Shaocheng caught a glimpse of the two of them muttering for a long time. Although they couldn't hear what they said specifically, they could still imagine it with their feet.

When Cen Qinghe walked to the table, he passed her by, still looking aloof, and said flatly: "The teammate you choose has already determined the IQ of the entire team, you are really barefoot Don't be afraid to wear a bath towel."

Cen Qinghe thought to herself, the stupidest thing she ever did was to choose him as her boss!At the beginning, he should have rejected him cruelly, saying that everyone is a foreigner, and it is not easy to be in Yecheng...Look at his luxurious life, where is the money, where is the money?
She was the only one who was stupid enough to pity him, and the word "pity" probably never appeared on Shang Shaocheng in his life.If he needs someone to take pity on him, then doesn't she need help from others?
The more he thought about it, the more breathless he became. After the caddy yarded the ball well, Cen Qinghe leaned down and hit the shot hard.

Only one kick was scored this time, and the other ball reached the edge of the hole, and it was barely knocked out again.

Chen Boxuan anxiously pulled the bath towel on his waist. Seeing this, Shang Shaocheng sneered and said, "I advise you to find a mask quickly and cover your face when you turn around. What if you meet someone you know halfway? I will cover it for you." You are ashamed."

Chen Boxuan turned his head and frowned and replied: "What's there to gloat about? The fight is not over yet, and it's really not certain who will win the game. Take a step back, what's there to show off if you can beat a woman? If I were you, I would really No face to show off."

Shang Shaocheng was sitting on the edge of the recliner, holding a wine glass filled with amber liquid in his hand. Hearing this, he said without changing his expression: "Yes, you can't even beat a woman, so of course you don't have the face to show off."

After finishing speaking, looking at Chen Boxuan's red and white, white and black face, the corners of Shang Shaocheng's lips curled into a beautiful arc, and he said earnestly: "If I were you, not only would I have no face to show off, I would have no face to mention this. .”

Chen Boxuan stretched out his hand to cover the position of his heart, rolling his eyes in anger.He pretended to walk towards Shang Shaocheng, and Shen Guanren who was not far away said with a smile: "I don't have a long memory? Can you beat him?"

Hearing this, Chen Boxuan stopped on the spot, and then lost his temper at Shen Guanren, "Come here and stop me, otherwise how would I step down?"

The three of them fought like no one was around, this was their usual state in private, so they didn't take it seriously.On the other hand, Jin Jiatong, who was standing by and watching Cen Qinghe play, heard them all. She suppressed her smile for fear of being noticed by them.

From her point of view, she can secretly look at Shang Shaocheng without any trace. He is sitting there wearing a dark green casual shirt, with the river water and colorful neon lights behind him, those colorful colors are reflected on his body, His face was so dazzling, but it was no match for his pair of eyes that were as black as night.

He was better looking than any man she had ever met, in real life or as a TV star.If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, her handsomeness towards men would still be at a higher level.After meeting him, he refreshed her new standard of good-looking men.

"ah!"

Jin Jiatong's body is in Cao Ying and his heart is in Han'. Under the guise of watching the game, in fact, his eyes have been secretly aiming in the direction of Shang Shaocheng.

Cen Qinghe said that he had a girlfriend, and she never thought about what to do with him, let alone a person like him, I'm afraid he would look down on her.So she had the right to take a closer look at the handsome guy, and in a daze, she saw Chen Boxuan striding forward with a towel wrapped around her body. She took advantage of the situation and saw that Cen Qinghe had already finished the game, and there was nothing but the white ball on the table. Besides, there were two colored balls, and the table was not cleared.

Standing by the table, Chen Boxuan said annoyedly: "I used a little more force just now, otherwise I would definitely be able to score."

Cen Qinghe is also regretful in her heart, but the situation is like this, she is not bad, she only blames her lack of skills.

Shang Shaocheng stood up from the chair, walked over, his black eyes swept back and forth between Cen Qinghe and Chen Boxuan, and finally fell on Cen Qinghe's face, and said in a defiant tone: "Do you admit defeat?"

Cen Qinghe replied calmly: "I know that you have a high chance of clearing with one stroke, but whether you lose or not depends on the final result. Why should I admit defeat now?"

The corners of Shang Shaocheng's lips curled up slightly, and his seductive eyes were full of temptation. He said, "Surrender loses half."

Cen Qinghe asked: "How is it half way?"

Shang Shaocheng replied with a smile: "If you admit defeat now, I will treat Chen Boxuan as not raising the bet."

Such a big temptation... Chen Boxuan looked at Cen Qinghe subconsciously, and saw that Cen Qinghe didn't even blink his eyes, let alone hesitated. She immediately nodded and replied: "Okay, then I admit defeat."

Surprise and suspicion quickly flashed across Shang Shaocheng's eyes, as if he didn't expect her to admit defeat so easily.

And Chen Boxuan also instinctively said: "Qing He, why are you admitting defeat? Don't be afraid of him, at worst, just walk back."

Cen Qinghe raised his chin to Chen Boxuan, and replied with a smile: "For a friend, you have to get in the way, what's the point of admitting defeat?"

Chen Boxuan was so moved that he couldn't help opening his arms and walked towards Cen Qinghe again.

This time Cen Qinghe didn't retreat, but just smiled helplessly.

But when Chen Boxuan passed by Shangshao City, he suddenly pulled the towel from his waist quietly.

"Ah!" This scream came from Jin Jiatong's mouth.She covered her face with her hand and turned her back.

Cen Qinghe also stared at her beautiful eyes, instinctively turned her head away, but resisted not shouting.

Then came Chen Boxuan's angry scolding, "Damn it! Shang Shaocheng, will you hurt or not..."

Shen Guanren didn't know when he came to Cen Qinghe's side, he smiled and said: "It's windy on the top floor, bring your friends, let's go downstairs."

When Cen Qinghe turned around again, his eyes looked straight ahead. Chen Boxuan had already snatched back the towel and was wrapping it tightly around his waist.Shang Shaocheng teased from the side, "Tighten it up, don't fall off."

Chen Boxuan said, "It won't fall if you don't damage it."

Jin Jiatong helped Cen Qinghe bring the high heels, and Cen Qinghe instinctively raised his feet to put them on.

"Eh……"

There was a distance of four or five meters between Shang Shaocheng and Cen Qinghe. He looked at her, met her blank eyes, and said aloud: "You are a goldfish, so forgetful? If you lose, walk back barefoot. With your comrades by your side, you are not alone."

Cen Qinghe took his feet back resentfully, and instead of wearing slippers, he stepped on the carpet with bare feet.

Seeing her bend down to pick up her high heels, and when she raised her head again, her face was flushed, and she didn't know whether it was from anger or bloodshot.

Shen Guanren said gently from the side: "You sprained your ankle, it's fine if you don't wear high heels, and you will recover faster."

(End of this chapter)