Your Fragrance [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 59 It's been a long time since I kissed you

In fact, regarding the relationship between Guan Xuexi and Chen Ji, the duo of "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Young" had private discussions.

They had suspected Chen Ji's sexual orientation a long time ago, but they can't talk about things without evidence. It's not illegal for the two boys to get closer, so there's no reason to think in that direction.

Besides, it's normal for two top students to study together.

However, there is no need to doubt her sexual orientation, but the wolfish ambitions that have forced the palace are clearly revealed.

He has finally come to this point, and he is going to snatch Guan Xuexi's seat at the same table. It's really deceiving!

--Song Mingli can lose everything, except the golden VIP seat for copying homework every morning!

"You really don't know how to play?"

Guan Xuexi and Yang Yiran at the next table had already started playing, and from time to time there was a crisp sound of hitting the ball. Song Mingli stared at Chen Ji and asked suspiciously, "You can't be tricking me, are you?"

"No." Chen Ji said, "This is the first time I've come to the billiards hall, and I only watched the games on TV before."

Song Mingli immediately became confident: "Do you understand the rules?"

Chen Ji was not ashamed to ask: "Please explain to me."

Song Mingli picked up the demeanor of a master, wiped the cue skillfully and said: "The game is basically snooker, which is different from what we play. We play Chinese eight ball, which is simple and easy to understand."

Chen Ji nodded, indicating that he was listening.

Song Mingli picked up two billiard balls of different styles, and introduced: "Numbers 1 to 7 are this kind, full color balls. Numbers 9 to 15 are another kind, suit balls. Just like playing backgammon, you choose one One color, I pick one color, and we just put our own balls in the holes."

"Then what?"

Song Mingli picked up the No. 8 ball and said, "The No. 8 ball is black and must be the last one to go into the hole. Whoever scores the No. 8 ball is the winner."

"Can."

The rules are indeed very simple, but Chen Ji has no expression on his face, he doesn't say he understands or doesn't understand, at first glance he looks more like a master than Song Mingli who pretends to be a master.

Guan Xuexi at the next table glanced curiously: "You two haven't started yet?"

Chen Ji said: "It will open immediately."

After speaking, he waved the ball with his hands.

--The way the billiards are placed before kick-off is also particular about the rules.

Without asking anyone, Chen Ji gathered the fifteen numbered balls on the table except the white cue ball, skillfully interspersed suits, and arranged them into a neat big triangle.

Song Mingli was taken aback for a moment, feeling something was wrong.

Chen Ji looked back at him frankly: "Did I make a mistake?"

Song Mingli shook his head: "No... right?"

In fact, he can't see it at all. He usually plays around and messes around. Anyway, after kick-off, everything is messed up. Who cares? It's not a professional game.