Quick wear: the vicious female supporting role can’t be washed clean

"You really like me?" Feng Zhi asked bluntly.

I just heard him say that he liked her, so he urged and supervised her.

Mu Chao: "..."

Their voices were not very loud, and the billiard room was quite empty. Originally, the camera was always on Bai Momo, watching him show off his abs.

I don't know when all the cameras were focused on Feng Zhi, and everyone looked over.

The conversation between the two of them was somewhat explosive, and everyone couldn't help but want to take advantage of it.

It turns out that the young master Mu Chao really hates He Fengzhi, doesn't he?
Just hate that iron cannot become steel?
No wonder Mu Chao rushes to the front whenever something happens to He Fengzhi online. Is it this kind of invisible secret love?

Then he hid it pretty well.

Now that Feng Zhi had exposed it, they wanted to know what Mu Chao would say.

Fengzhi also felt that the camera next to him seemed a little too close, so he couldn't help but take two steps back to distance himself.

"Your game has begun." She took the initiative to change the subject.

Mu Chao's emotions that had finally been brewing were reminded by her words. He came back to his senses, moved his lips, took a deep breath, clenched the club in his hand, and glared at the people around him, "What are you looking at? It's better than that." No more competition?"

"Bibi!" Bai Momo shouted loudly.

He was just waiting for this game to happen!
If Fengzhi and Mu Chao continue to discuss relationship gossip, then tomorrow's hot topics will definitely be on them. How can he be involved?

So when Mu Chao spoke up, he immediately responded and pulled back all the shots.

The two photographers actually think that the competition is a bit boring, not as interesting as gossip.

But when things got to this point, it was hard for them to say anything.

Before Bai Momo showed off enough muscles, Mu Chao asked him to tee off, so he lay on the pool table and tensed the muscles in his back, showing off his muscle lines all the time.

He aimed at the cue ball and hit it hard with his club.The muscles that had been tense felt a little sore and trembled at the moment of exertion, which caused Bai Momo to not perform well. After one shot passed, the ball was knocked away, but none of them went in.

Bai Momo wiped the sweat from his forehead awkwardly, "Mistake."

In order to regain his respect, he did not forget to say, "Master Mu, don't give me a chance, otherwise..."

"Life doesn't give you so many opportunities." Mu Chao changed his attitude when chatting with Feng Zhi just now, picked up his club with a cold face and walked over.

He glanced at the scattered billiard balls on the table and chose to play the fancy ball. He bent down in a standard manner, aimed at the cue ball, and hit the suit ball closest to the hole.

Bai Momopi smiled but said, "It's weird that you can't hit him at such a close range. Will you try again next time, Master Mu? It will be my turn soon."

The position of the cue ball is offset, far away from the next colored ball, and the route even looks a bit crooked, with several solid-colored balls blocking the route.

This ball is very difficult to hit.

Mu Chao said nothing and adjusted his angle.

He did not choose to use the cue ball to hit the ball directly. Instead, he found a good angle and hit the cue ball towards the table. He then used the rebound power from the edge of the table to successfully make the cue ball hit the fancy ball.

The force of the cue ball weakens after rebounding, and the hit ball rolls a little slowly.

Bai Momo's heart was in her throat.

As soon as he said the big words, Mu Chao made a move. If he got in, his face would snap.

Of course he doesn't want Mu Chao to score!

Unfortunately, things didn't work as expected, and the ball slowly fell into the hole.

Mu Chao taunted, "I'm letting you kick the ball just so you can touch it, so that the game won't end without you even touching the ball."