Chapter 52 Unintentional temptation to attract people's attention

Jiang Chaoyang kept a straight face amidst the laughter and pushed the bowl away. "I'm not exaggerating, really."

After the laughter, Fan Mixi suddenly came closer and put his elbow on his shoulder. "You must be bored after dinner. Want to play something? We can accompany you."

Jiang Chaoyang slapped his arm away, "No..."

Jun Shilin stood up and said, "I'm free now, how about playing billiards? If you don't know how, I can teach you."

"He doesn't need you to teach him." Fan Mizai's arm seemed to be unintentionally placed on the back of Jiang Chaoyang's chair, but it formed a small encirclement:

"We'll just take him."

Jun Shilin didn't look at the twins, but faced Jiang Chaoyang directly, complaining in a coquettish tone: "I haven't been observing for long, how come someone has already intercepted me?"

Then his voice suddenly lowered, with a hint of creepy gloom:

"Isn't that possible?"

Fan Mixi scoffed: "Observation is work, and playing is play, don't confuse the two."

"Observation also requires all-round observation. Playing together is also observation." Jun Shilin said slowly, but his fingers tapped lightly on the table, and an invisible confrontation filled the air.

Jiang Chaoyang was getting a headache from the noise. "What's so great about fighting over a broken billiard ball? Why don't we just go together? Are you guys short of clubs?"

Instantly, all three of them fell silent.

——The scene changes.

Jiang Chaoyang took a look around and found that the facilities were quite complete, with sofas and a bar, and someone even brought him water.

Jun Shilin handed him the club: "Let me teach you the basic posture first..."

"No need." Jiang Chaoyang interrupted him neatly, walked to the teeing point, leaned over to set up the club, and exerted force with his arms.

With a snap, the colored balls exploded in all directions. The force and angle were just right, and two balls had already landed in the pocket.

A perfect start.

The nonchalance on the faces of the three men faded a little.

Jiang Chaoyang continued, walking half a circle around the table, then leaning down, his body almost pressing on the table, his back forming a smooth and beautiful arch.

The hem of the shirt rose slightly due to the movement, revealing a small part of the firm and flexible waist, and one could even vaguely see the contraction of the side abdominal muscles.

“…”

The three people's eyes were not on Jiang Chaoyang's skills at all, but all shifted to his posture.

Jun Shilin blew a gangster whistle.

With a crisp sound, the ball went into the pocket accurately.

"How is it? My skills are pretty good, right?" Jiang Chaoyang smiled at the three of them.

The lethality of this smile was so great, so ostentatious and dazzling that all three of them were stunned.

Jiang Chaoyang walked around the table calculating his movements.

Then Fan Mixi and Fan Mizai saw him walking right in front of them with his back to them.

Jiang Chaoyang's next move made their eyes suddenly freeze.

Jiang Chaoyang raised his left leg and put his knee on the edge of the table. This action made his pants extremely tight, and the curve outlined was full and powerful.

It even appears more raised because of the leaning forward posture and the action of crossing legs.

The straight and slender leg, the muscle lines are clearly visible under the restraint of the pants.

All of this was clearly displayed in the eyes of Fan Mixi and Fan Mizai. They felt their throats were dry and opened a bottle of water to drink, but their eyes were still on Chao Yang.

At this moment, Jiang Chaoyang seemed to have found the best angle. His body swayed slightly, and his buttocks, tightly wrapped in his pants, also trembled slightly.

"Cough!" Both of them coughed at the same time due to being choked by the water.

Jiang Chaoyang heard the noise and turned around in confusion. Seeing the two people coughing, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"nothing."

"Problem."

“…”

At this moment, the door was pushed open.

Yu Siran stood at the door, still wearing the same white coat. His eyes swept across the entire room and paused when he saw Jiang Chaoyang still holding his head.

He looked at Fan Mizai and Fan Mixi and said, "Come over here. I have something to tell you."

The two people's annoyance at having their good time interrupted was written all over their faces.

"You really know how to pick the right time." Fan Mixi walked over.

The door closed again.

Only Jiang Chaoyang and Jun Shilin were left in the billiard room.

Jiang Chaoyang put down his golf club and said, "It's boring."

"What's wrong?" Jun Shilin walked up to him, "If you don't want to play, let's change to another one?"

Jiang Chaoyang shook his head, "I kind of miss my two friends."

Whenever he plays billiards, he will think of Yan Yu and Yan Ji. He often plays with them. At the beginning, Jiang Chaoyang's skills were very poor, but he gradually became proficient under the teaching of the two.

Now that he's missing, Yan Yu and Yan Ji must be very worried.

"Do you have a good relationship with them?" Jun Shilin asked.

Jiang Chaoyang nodded, "And they were the ones who taught me how to play billiards."

Jun Shilin laughed heartily, his eyes drooping a little. “I’m a little envious of you, but your billiards playing posture is very pretty.”

Jiang Chaoyang scratched his head, not quite understanding what he meant. "Does playing billiards have to be divided into good-looking and bad-looking? Everyone's posture is similar, right?"

Jun Shilin: "It's good that you feel that way."

Jiang Chaoyang walked to the sofa and sat down.

Jun Shilin picked up the club and moved with ease. Every shot was accompanied by a crisp collision sound and the dull sound of the ball falling into the pocket.

Jiang Chaoyang became more and more surprised as he watched him play.

After a few rounds, Jun Shilin seemed to have had enough fun, so he walked to the sofa and sat down next to Jiang Chaoyang.

"You fight well." Jiang Chaoyang said.

"Yeah?"

Jiang Chaoyang responded, "The movement is very clean, and you don't think much about the angle before taking the shot. You must have practiced for a long time, right?"

Jun Shilin: "No, just a week."

Jiang Chaoyang was speechless, "Is the talent weird?"

Jun Shilin smiled, reached out and took a bottle of water and handed it to Jiang Chaoyang.

Jiang Chaoyang saw that the bottle cap was open and didn't think much about it. He took it and drank a few sips.

"Hey—are you just going to drink it like that? Aren't you afraid I might add something to it?"

Jiang Chaoyang was choked suddenly and immediately spat out the water in his mouth, but Jun Shilin had already stood up while he was speaking, and his hands tightly covered Jiang Chaoyang's mouth.

Jiang Chaoyang wanted to push him away, but Jun Shilin was surprisingly strong. He covered Jiang Chaoyang under the sofa, with his tiger's mouth pressed against his lips and his fingers dug deep into the soft flesh of his cheeks.

Jun Shilin leaned down, his eyes flashing with excitement, but his voice was gentle and coaxing:

"Swallow it."

Jiang Chaoyang glared at him.

Jun Shilin seemed to have read the meaning of his eyes. He raised the corner of his lips, tugging at the mole at the corner of his lips, "It's really water. I just lied to you."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly and moved closer to Jiang Chaoyang again. His hair gradually fell, covering his eyes that were shining with joy and excitement.

"Swallow it all, not a drop can escape."

Jiang Chaoyang did as he was told.

After a few seconds, Jun Shilin let him go with a smile, "Not bad, very obedient."

The next second Jiang Chaoyang raised his leg and kicked him, cursing: "If you want a fight, just say so!"