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Chapter Twenty:

The very powerful Yan Qingchi faces the very confident Liao Sibo.

Liao Sibo stood opposite him with arms folded, "You come first."

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "Alright."

Then, he kicked the ball.

Ren Xu touched Jiang Mochen, "Hey, you are quite interesting. Liao Sibo was about to explode with anger just when he kissed you on purpose."

He looked at Jiang Mochen, "Speaking of which, why did he react so badly, what the hell, Liao Sibo shouldn't have a crush on you, right?"

Jiang Mochen glanced at him speechlessly, "You haven't passed the language since you were young, right?"

"Bullshit, what I failed is obviously English."

"Almost, it's related to reading comprehension anyway."

"That's because I can't remember words, so I can't read them."

"So it's glorious not to remember words?"

Just as Ren Xu was about to refute, he heard Liao Sibo say with a smile, "Yo, I thought you were very powerful just by looking at you just now, but that's all."

Ren Xu turned his head to look, and saw that the pool court had already changed, and it was Liao Sibo's turn.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll take him away after Liao Sibo finishes playing in a while. This thing is too bad today, it's really worth playing."

"Then hit him and let him go."

Ren Xu thought for a while, "It's okay, as long as you don't slap your face, or he should cry when he sees it."

Jiang Mochen sneered, "That won't work, I just slap my face today."

Ren Xu patted his shoulder, "I hope your partner doesn't get angry."

Jiang Mochen heard what he said, turned to look at Yan Qingchi, and saw that he was staring at Liao Sibo's movements. Is Yan Qingchi angry? He thought about it carefully, but he couldn't see it. He didn't seem to be different from the past. He was still indifferent and gentle. There was no anger or anger, only the sudden touch of water, like sparks splashing on the skin. With scorching heat.

Jiang Mochen couldn't understand his emotions, just like he couldn't understand what Yan Qingchi was thinking at the moment.

Yan Qingchi actually thought very simply, because he felt that he felt pretty good, almost, he should have won.

Liao Sibo hit multiple balls in a row before he came off the court with a complacent, and said with some contempt, "Wait a while and lose, don't cry."

Yan Qingchi smiled, turned his head and said, "This sentence will be returned to you as it is.

"Hmph, you're talking too much."

Yan Qingchi ignored him, took the club, and walked to the edge of the stage. He lowered his body, took a good posture, squinted slightly, and then hit the cue ball.

In Yan Qingchi's memory, it was a long time ago that he played billiards by himself. At that time, he didn't call the sport billiards, but called him billiards with his father. At that time, he played this game. A kind of American billiards. Later, in pursuit of new trends, he played snooker with his friends.

Because of family reasons, Yan Qingchi must play a lot of games well - of course he needs to play well, because he is his father's son, his father is far from an ordinary person, and he is fortunate to be played by such a person Adoption, of course, sets a lot of goals for yourself. He hopes that he is good enough, so good that even if his father has been washed ashore and become the most common uncle who keeps birds and walks dogs, he can also become a leader of the younger generation, guarding his younger brother and protecting the new family members. enterprise.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingchi couldn't help but sigh, fortunately he still has a younger brother, otherwise, how could his parents endure such an inexplicable time travel.

He thought so, quite a bit nostalgic for scoring the last goal in the past.

Then he turned his head to look at the people who had stayed aside, tilted his head slightly, and said naturally, "I won."

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and his tone of voice was calm and calm, as if this was a natural thing, but the others present were obviously not as indifferent as him.

Liao Sibo came over and looked at the table again, looking in disbelief.

Yan Qingchi asked him, "Do you want another round?"

"Come." Liao Sibo shouted.

"Me first?"

"I go first."

This time, Liao Sibo didn't let him. He held his club tremblingly and looked at the re-coded ball on the table.

Ren Xu turned his head to look at Jiang Mochen, "Your partner still has such a skill, it's amazing."

Jiang Mochen's face was a little grim, he said, "I don't know."

He really didn't know, the information he read about Yan Qingchi didn't say it, and he didn't play this with Yan Qingchi when he came into contact with him before. Although Yan Qingchi said just before the game to reassure him, he knew Liao Sibo's strength. , I just thought that Yan Qingchi was trying to comfort him, but he didn't expect that his reassurance was just telling the truth - his strength was far above Liao Sibo.

Liao Sibo scored several goals in a row, only to end because of a mistake, watching Yan Qingchi start playing.

Yan Qingchi glanced at him, walked unhurriedly to the position he had chosen, then lowered his body and started to attack.

His posture is very good-looking, his profile is as quiet as a painting when aiming, his fingers are very slender, Jiang Mochen watched the hands take the paintbrush, and now he sees him holding the club.

Yan Qingchi seemed to have noticed his sight, raised his eyelids slightly in his direction, his eyebrows were flying, charming and sultry, he smiled, with some tenderness, some seductive, and picturesque.

Then, Yan Qingchi withdrew his eyes and concentrated on hitting the ball.

Liao Sibo watched him sing along the way, calm and confident, and his sanity was slowly broken with the sound of the crash. It wasn't until at the end that Yan Qingchi took the cue and said again, as if it was a matter of course, I won, and finally regained some clarity and stared at him blankly.

Yan Qingchi stood on the other side of the table and asked him, "Is it better?"

Liao Sibo did not speak.

"If you don't, then apologize to me."

Liao Sibo was startled, he didn't expect him to say such a sentence.

He looked at Yan Qingchi, and saw that Yan Qingchi's expression was indifferent, but there was seriousness in his language that could not be ignored, "Despicable, disgusting, such insulting words should never be said in front of the person concerned. Your mouth is on you. You don't like me and want to scold me. It's normal. It doesn't matter. Saying this is not only an insult to me, but also an insult to Jiang Mochen. The two of you are friends, so the matter between you and him is up to you, but on my side, you need to apologize to me, because I don't like it, so do I. There's no reason to accept such abuse from you."

Liao Sibo was stunned and looked straight at him.

No one thought that Yan Qingchi would say such a thing at this time, just like no one thought that he would win against Liao Sibo.

"Apologize." Jiang Mochen was the first to speak out in the silence, breaking the solemnity.

He walked up to Liao Sibo, stared at him, and said in a serious tone, "I don't care what the reason is for you today, I've been targeting him like this. But Yan Qingchi didn't do anything to apologize to you, and didn't say anything about you, you There's no reason to scold him like that. If it's because of me, you've had enough trouble today, Liao Sibo, if you don't apologize to him, then there's no need for us to contact him in the future."

Liao Sibo looked at him in shock, "You have to break up with me for him."

"I'm an adult. It would be childish to say that we would break up our relationship. I just want to tell you that he and I are now husband and wife, a legal partner recognized by law. If you insult him in public, you are insulting me. Isn't it enough that you slapped me in the face today? "

Liao Sibo opened his mouth and seemed to want to speak, but in the end he said nothing.

"Okay, we are all brothers, so the more you talk about it, the more serious it gets." Yu Xihe came over and persuaded, "Sibo, what happened today is that you were unreasonable first, so it's not too much to apologize, it's just silence anyway. Daughter-in-law, do you think what you said is appropriate?"

"That's right, just apologize, my sister-in-law is not an outsider, not a shame." Ren Xu added.

Liao Sibo looked at them, then at Jiang Mochen, who had a serious face, and finally turned his face to Yan Qingchi, who looked rather calm.

He shook his head, and then said harshly, "I'm sorry."

"anything else?"

"I shouldn't have said that to you."

Yan Qingchi nodded, "Okay," he said, "for the sake of you being Jiang Mochen's friend, I forgive you."

Liao Sibo looked at him, gritted his teeth, turned around suddenly, turned around and walked towards the door.

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