You don't have to think about it to know that Meng Qianjun must know that she can't make an appointment to fight Shaoyin, so she borrowed money from Qiu Cheng to build a bridge and asked Qian Qiu Cheng to make an appointment with Shaoyin to play.

No matter who made the appointment, it was always as Meng Qianjun intended.

Zhan Shaoyin brought sportswear and took Song Huayi to the locker room to change clothes.

The clothes of the two people are couples, and they are all white.

He has high legs and a good figure, and he is good-looking, and he looks good no matter how he wears it.

But Song Huayi rarely wears sportswear, so when he comes out of the locker room, he is still a little uncomfortable, worried that he will not look good when he wears it.

Especially when she has to compare with Meng Qianjun today, not to mention anything else, she is a hard injury, she is not as tall as Meng Qianjun, and Zhan Shaoyin always thinks she is short.

When she came out of the dressing room to look in the mirror, Song Huayi felt that she was quite good-looking, and when she could go out to meet Meng Qianjun, she instantly felt inferior.

Because Meng Qianjun seems to be better-looking, she has studied ballet for many years, her body is very elegant, and her temperament also exudes from the inside out.

The white sports pants worn by Song Huayi, the small skirt worn by Meng Qianjun, the skirt length is at the thigh, and she has the advantage of leg length when she is tall, her outfit makes her legs longer, and her legs are still exposed, aside from Meng Qianjun's character, her appearance is indeed enough to make all women envious, and these long legs are enough to be called beautiful legs.

When Song Huayi took Zhan Shaoyin's hand and walked over, Meng Qianjun was sitting under the parasol and applying sunscreen to her legs, in a sultry posture, I am afraid that few men can resist such a temptation.

Thinking of this, Song Huayi subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhan Shaoyin, and found that his gaze fell on the staff holding the general, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shaoyin, Xiaoyi, let's go over."

Qian Qiu Cheng beckoned to them and prepared to go to the court.

Zhan Shaoyin nodded, hugged Song Huayi and walked forward unhurriedly, bowed his head and asked her, "Have you fought before?" ”

Song Huayi shook his head: "I won't fight." ”

Before I met Zhan Shaoyin, she was actually a relatively homely girl, and she always went shopping and eating with her sisters when she went out, and she wouldn't make an appointment to exercise or anything like that.

"I'll teach you later."

Song Huayi nodded, looking at Meng Qianjun who was walking in front, and her heart was a little blocked.

I always feel that she and Meng Qianjun are in a hurry, and it is inevitable that they will be compared together, Meng Qianjun can play golf, and she has never been in contact, although Zhan Shaoyin said that he wanted to teach her, but Song Huayi was still afraid that compared with Meng Qianjun, Zhan Shaoyin would think she was stupid.

Sometimes men don't say anything on their lips, but they still secretly compare in their hearts.

Originally, the weather was very good, and Song Huayi was in a good mood when she came, but this time she was obviously not as lively as when she first got off the car, and she was dull and didn't talk much.

Zhan Shaoyin saw her little emotions, and her voice sounded softly above her head: "We play ours, who are we competing with?" ”

Song Huayi glanced up at him, and Nunu said, "I don't have a fight." ”

"When have you seen her not competitive?

When she doesn't exist, why puff up herself? ”

Seeing that Zhan Shaoyin had said it through, Song Huayi stopped pretending to be with him, and muttered: "I just don't want to see her, you know that I don't like her, why do you want to ask her out?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin: -->>

"It's Qian Qiu who made an appointment, I thought I hadn't taken you out to play for a long time, and I hadn't brought you to play golf before, so I wanted to bring you over fresh."

Song Huayi muttered quietly: "It's good to watch TV at home." ”

"It's good to exercise properly."

Zhan Shaoyin led her to the court and said to Qian Qiu Cheng, who was standing next to them and waiting for them: "You guys fight first, I'll teach her first." ”

Qian Qiucheng smiled and nodded: "Let's also practice first." ”

Zhan Shaoyin stretched out his hand to take the cue handed over by the staff, and beckoned to Song Huayi, who was standing next to him in a daze: "Come here." ”

Song Huayi glanced at him and walked over with his feet raised.

Zhan Shaoyin handed her the club, stood behind her, kicked her feet with his feet, let her feet apart, and then put his hands on her hands holding the club, leaned over slightly and bowed his head to tell her how to hold the club and how to swing...... Song Huayi's mind was booming, only feeling that his body was sticking to her back, his hand was hot on the back of her hand, when he spoke to her, his voice was very light and gentle, and when he spoke, his breath seemed to hit her ears and face, and the blush climbed on Song Huayi's face unconsciously.

Although they are not old husbands and wives, they have also slept together for so long, why is she still so unproductive.

But the reaction of blushing was not something she could control, her heart was pounding, her mind was chaotic, she could hear his voice, but she couldn't remember what he said at all.

It wasn't until Zhan Shaoyin grabbed her hand, waved the club, and then waved the club hard, that she saw a small white thing flying away in front of her.

Song Huayi came back to his senses at this time, and heard Zhan Shaoyin whisper: "You swing a stick and try it, find out how you feel." ”

Song Huayi: "...... what did she do just now?"

What did he say?

How do you swing this shot?

Zhan Shaoyin let go of her hand and stood beside her, looking at her like a coach looking at a student.

Song Huayi recalled the rod he held her hand just now, combined with the picture he had seen in the TV series before, he waved the rod hard, and used all his strength, up and down...... At the end of the par, she looked ahead, and the lawn was empty and there was no shadow of the ball flying away.

Knowing that he heard the laughter of Qian Qiu Cheng and Meng Qianjun on the side, Song Huayi lowered his head and found that the ball was still standing firmly on the tee...... Lose face.

Song Huayi could hear that Qian Qiucheng's laughter was just a very kind laugh, and there was no meaning of ridicule, but Meng Qianjun's laughter was very harsh, she came over and said: "Sister, your speed is too fast, aim and then go down, you can't rely on strength alone." ”

It's your business.

This was the first sentence that came out of Song Huayi's mind.

Zhan Shaoyin walked next to her, Song Huayi thought that he would hurt her and say that she was stupid or something, but unexpectedly, he neither laughed at her nor damaged her, but patiently told her the skills of going up and down the pole, and taught her a few hits, so that Song Huayi found a feeling.

Meng Qianjun stood aside, looking at Zhan Shaoyin's gentle and patient teaching Song Huayi, the smile on her face slowly put away, and began to fantasize that the girl standing in front of Zhan Shaoyin at this moment and being wrapped in his arms by him was herself...... "纭纭." ”

"Huh?"

Qian Qiucheng walked over and patted Meng Qianjun on the shoulder, Meng Qianjun came back to her senses, turned her head and smiled at Qian Qiucheng: "What's wrong?" ”