Chapter 6 Don't Move, I'll Teach You

He Xilou looked straight at her, his voice was magnetic and pleasant, as mellow as a cello, and inexplicably tender.

Meng Shiyi could even see her own reflection in his pupils.

So close...

In an instant, a blizzard brewed in her chest, and her heartbeat accelerated, beating like a drum.

Meng Shiyi held the glass, the tips of her ears gradually burning, and nodded slightly:

"I like it..."

More than just a love of drinks.

He Xilou glanced at her calmly: "Is he handsome enough now?"

Meng Shiyi:?

Why are you still fussing about her praising Lu Shijie for being more handsome?

Why is this man so petty...

Meng Shiyi couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled softly, her eyes curved into crescent shapes, and she coaxed him softly:

"Yeah, you're the most handsome~"

The voice is gentle and soft, flowing into the heart like a clear spring, which is very comfortable to listen to.

He Xilou raised his eyebrows slightly, with a faint smile hidden at the corner of his lips.

The girl tilted her little face up and tried to coax him earnestly.

Those eyes were clear and clean, and the fair skin had a faint pink tint, making her look cute and soft.

It's so easy to be kidnapped.

He Xilou lowered his eyes, his gaze slowly falling on her phone.

The phone screen was still on, showing the solo photo that I had taken of Lu Shijie earlier.

He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Take two pictures for me too."

"Oh, okay." Meng Shiyi nodded in agreement without thinking.

After saying that, He Xilou returned to the pool table and wiped the cue head with chocolate powder to prevent it from slipping, looking nonchalant.

Meng Shiyi held up her phone and took a serious picture of him.

He Xilou folded up his sleeves, revealing a section of his forearm with clear veins.

He didn't make any unnecessary movements, just leaning over the pool table, looking both cool and handsome, with a strong sense of sexual tension.

“Bang!”

With one shot, the pile of balls exploded instantly, and the colored balls were knocked into the pocket by the white ball.

The sword rises and the bullet falls without missing a single target.

Meng Shiyi's breathing was slightly stagnant.

It was as if it was not the ball that hit her, but her heart.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

He Xilou seemed to raise his eyes and glance at her, his pupils like an abyss, swallowing her bit by bit.

Meng Shiyi felt that she was the red ball being targeted.

Her thumb couldn't help but tremble, and she hurriedly pressed the camera button.

I have to say, this man is perfect in every angle, and he looks good in any photo.

Even the blurry photos have a hazy atmosphere, which makes him look more free and easy, with a bewitching sense of Zha Su.

There was a boy on the field who was not very good at playing and was humbly asking for advice.

He Xilou stood beside him, took a quick look, and hit the nail on the head:

"Your wrists are naturally vertical, don't turn outward. Your grip is a little too far back..."

The boy suddenly realized and instantly opened up his Ren and Du meridians: "So that's it, I was wondering why something was wrong!"

Meng Shiyi looked down at the photo.

In one of the photos, He Xilou happened to be looking towards the camera, his eyes were sharp, as if he could see through everything, which was really too seductive, very wild and lustful.

Every frame is a masterpiece, no PS is needed at all.

If He Xilou is an idol, being his fangirl would be incredibly blissful.

Meng Shiyi was immersed in the divine face when a shadow suddenly fell over her head.

He Xilou's voice slowly fell: "Come here, I'll teach you how to fight."

Meng Shiyi had been watching the game for so long that she had learned quite well. She picked up the golf cue and bent over the table.

But when it comes to real moves, he is still far from it, and it is obvious that he is a newbie.

"Then what?"

She had her back to He Xilou, waiting for him to correct her.

Suddenly, a body leaned over from behind, and the man's warm breath slowly fell on her neck, bringing a subtle itch.

It was He Xilou who hugged her from behind, almost forming a protective circle, trapping her tightly.

? !!

Meng Shiyi's whole body suddenly froze, she was stunned for two seconds, and even her breathing stopped.

Her mind went blank, and when she reacted, she subconsciously moved to the side.

He Xilou pushed her back, leaned over slightly, and placed his hand on the back of her hand:

"Don't move, I'll teach you."

He lowered his voice, and his hot breath just happened to float on Meng Shiyi's earlobe, making her heart tingle.

A light pink gradually spread across the tips of Meng Shiyi's ears.

The space is cramped.

She only felt that the air was thin and her whole body was filled with the scent of He Xilou.

Every word He Xilou said was like a fire, completely igniting Meng Shiyi's mind. The flames spread to every part of her body, causing the blood in her body to flow backwards, and every nerve became extremely sensitive.

Meng Shiyi's cheeks were flushed.

He Xilou got the balance just right, keeping a normal distance, not sticking too close but leaving some space between them.

But from a distance, this posture is really... a bit bad.

They were so close, so close...

Fortunately, the group of boys next to her were having an intense PK, and He Xilou's figure almost blocked her view, so no one noticed this side.

Meng Shiyi turned her head blankly and met his sharp eyes. She could clearly see a mole under his eye and could even count his eyelashes.

The two were so close that even their breaths seemed entangled, inseparable.

He Xilou glanced at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled at Zha Su: "Why are you looking at me? Is there something written on my face?"

He still looked nonchalant, relaxed and at ease, as if he didn't feel anything was ambiguous.

"No..." Meng Shiyi's hot heart gradually cooled down, and she became much more sober.

Yes, from the beginning to the end, only she, only the secret admirer, would brew a fierce storm in her heart.

Everything is just her one-man show.

Meng Shiyi turned around and forced herself to focus all her attention on the ball.

But her body was out of control, and she felt like she was possessed by a ghost and could not move.

He Xilou helped her correct her posture step by step, keeping her elbows, chin and hand rests in a straight line and her body flat.

"Relax, don't be nervous."

He Xilou spoke, his gaze slowly sliding down her face.

The girl was not overly dressed up, her profile was pure and gentle, her eyes were moist, and her skin was white and delicate under the light, as if she had walked out of an ink painting, untainted by mud.

It is filled with the faint fragrance of white tea, which is elegant and refined.

No matter what He Xilou said, Meng Shiyi did as he was told and let him play with her like an exquisite doll in a display window.

So obedient.

With the warm and soft beauty in his arms, He Xilou's Adam's apple felt a little tight and slid up and down.

He covered Meng Shiyi's little hands and guided her to swing the club with a "snap" sound, accurately hitting the ball into the hole.

Meng Shiyi blinked, as if she had discovered something interesting, and her misty eyes suddenly lit up and sparkled.

He Xilou's lips curled up unconsciously, and he glanced at her casually:

"Do you know what you look like right now?"

Everything around them seemed to fade away, and there were only the two of them left in the world.

Meng Shiyi's heart trembled slightly, and soon she felt nervous. She asked cautiously:

"Like what?"

He Xilou smiled faintly: "Looks like a humanoid robot."

“…” Meng Shiyi was silent for a long time.

Man, are you polite?

He has a beautiful face, but a poisonous mouth.

Meng Shiyi lowered her head and didn't want to pay attention to him.

He Xilou let out a soft laugh, a wicked one at that: "I'm just teasing you. Act like a good and obedient little rabbit, okay?"

Tease her again.

Meng Shiyi's ears turned red, and she said in a sullen tone, "Stop joking with me..."

It would have been fine if she hadn't said it, but once she said it, He Xilou wanted to bully her even more.

It was not until a boy next to him looked over that He Xilou slightly distanced himself from her.

As if nothing happened.

Meng Shiyi could feel that the warm breath was gradually dissipating.

Yet there was still a trace of it that was completely imprinted on her, flowing through her body like an electric current.

The boys at the next table had just finished their game. On the way back, the evening breeze was filled with oppressive heat.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, emitting a soft halo and casting a layer of silver frost.

Jiang Yue was reviewing the game in frustration, wondering how he had lost; Lu Shijie was still admiring his own stunning beauty, and would sigh "So handsome" from time to time.

Meng Shiyi's heart was pounding all the way, like a deer running around.

But her reason quickly told her that she couldn't continue to sink into despair, and couldn't covet more...

He Xilou might have brought up quite a few girls.

Teach in person and play billiards with other girls.

Meng Shiyi's eyes were filled with bitterness due to the wind.

The thought of He Xilou holding other girls in his arms and teaching them how to play billiards, and even making their postures more intimate and ambiguous, made me feel happy.

Her heart was bubbling and gurgling, and she couldn't stop.

But she had no right to be jealous. This was the most fatal and saddest thing...

Meng Shiyi was preoccupied with something and slowed down her pace.

He was originally walking side by side with Lu Shijie, but unknowingly fell behind them and happened to be walking next to He Xiluo.

He Xilou noticed something was wrong with her at first glance and raised his eyelids:

"You have something to ask me?"

The evening breeze blew, and the leaves of the two rows of camphor trees on the side of the road rustled, sounding not very real.

Meng Shiyi lowered her eyes slightly and said cautiously, "Brother Xilou, do you usually teach others this way?"

The night is beautiful and the street lights are dim.

Half of the man's face was sunken in shadow, making his features appear deeper, his features more three-dimensional, and adding a touch of allure.

He Xilou stared at her for two seconds, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a half-smile:

"What do you think?"