Chapter 993: He Decides the Winner and Loser

ight, Tong Yimo in his arms looked up with a pretty face, slightly tinged with the glow of neon lights, looking especially pitiful and moving.She gazed at him deeply, her eyes, wet with tears, were br..."That's settled, see you tonight!" 。Then Cao Yinghao hung up the phone. 。At the appointed time and place in the evening. 。When Leng Yanchen arrived, as he had initially expected, Song Yuxi was also there. 。Likewise, when Song Yunxi saw Leng Yanchen, she was not surprised at all. 。Cao Yinghao walked towards Leng Yanchen with a golf club, saying triumphantly: "How is it The one I invited today can be your opponent, right"Leng Yanchen didn't want to pay attention to Cao Yinghao. He snatched the golf club from his hand and walked towards the billiard table over there. 。Cao Yinghao grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he sauntered over. He saw Song Yunxi standing beside the pool table, polishing her cue stick, and teased her, "Miss Song, be careful not to go easy on Ah Chen during your match this time." 。Because, if Acheng wins 。He doesn't need to pay me back for the money he owed me last time, the one for buying a woman's virginity. 。Hearing this, Song Yunshi paused wiping her club. 。Who knows, the other men and women standing by chimed in, saying, "Our Ah Chen is a 'young' female killer" 。Even if she were a beautiful woman, he wouldn't look at her unless she was a "雛". 。"After Cao Yinghao walked over, he patted Leng Yanchen's shoulder and asked, "Achen, how many '雛' have you gotten" Leng Yanchen sneered, saying lightly, "I don't remember." 。Song Yunshi glanced at Leng Yanchen, and her face instantly changed. 。Cao Yinghao saw that Song Yunshi's face wasn't looking good, and he was secretly pleased. 。At first, he called Song Yunxi to ask her out for a game of basketball, but she wasn't interested. 。

He said it on purpose, knowing that Leng Yanchen would definitely come. Song Yuxiao only agreed after hearing this. 。Cao Yinghao just wanted Song Yunxi to see clearly the true face of Leng Yanchen. 。"Can we begin" Song Yunxi asked coldly. 。Ca Yinghao snapped his fingers, and the waiter immediately brought over a tripod to set up the ball. 。Their way of playing isn't a formal competition, but rather whoever scores more goals, and whose total number of goal numbers is bigger. 。After the start, Song Yunxi's every shot was played with great seriousness. 。

This time playing basketball was not as easy and fun as last time. 。

Leng Yanchen this time bit the score very tightly 。

Table tennis skill is not about one person being able to clear the entire table. 。... it's all about how many points you want the other person to get. 。Leng Yanchen is that kind of man. 。Song Yunxi felt that Leng Yanchen was controlling the number of goals and points he scored, which made her feel annoyed, but she had to bear with it and finish the game. 。

The first round is over. Leng Yanchen's number of goals not only exceeds hers by one, but also his goal numbers are all higher than hers. 。That is to say, in the first round, it was Leng Yanchen who won. 。Cao Yinghao saw this, instantly angrily shouted at Song Yunxi: "Miss Song, do you want to give Ah Chen a cheap Let me give him a mixed-race beauty for free"Mixed-race beauty! Song Yunxi was shocked both mentally and physically. Her mind immediately thought of Qin Nianxia 。Last time, he Cao Yinghao also showed her the videos of Qin Nianxia and Leng Yanchen. 。"Miss Song" Cao Yinghao saw Song Yunxi was stunned, so he walked over and waved his hand in front of her eyes. 。Song Yunxi came back to her senses and ignored Cao Yinghao. Instead, she walked straight to Leng Yanchen's face and suddenly said jokingly: "Leng Yanchen, in the next round, if I lose again, I will be Cao Yinghao's girlfriend" 。She had seen through it, this win or loss was completely in the hands of his Leng Yanchen. 。Since that was the case, she might as well just give him the multiple-choice questions to do. 。 away from his neck. Because they were face-to-face, he could now see Kana clearly.Her chestnut hair was wet, plastered against her snow-white skin. Her eyelashes were long and curled, her grayish-blu...