He paused, unable to see Ranbai's attitude, afraid that the girl would think she was tough, so he added: "Can you do it?"

Han Zheguan ordered someone, and it was not his turn to ask others. This time it surprised many noble children in the circle.

The young master looked even more constipated.

Is Han Zhe afraid that they will not be shocked enough?

What is this?

It’s a pity that the person involved was not touched. Before Ranbai could say his refusal, he suddenly heard a low and affectionate voice, and his tone was calm and calm.

Such a tone and indifference when speaking are so recognizable. Ranbai knows who it is without looking at people.

Men always wear suits and tie. He seems to prefer formal clothes. He is the person Ranbai has seen the most ascetic person that can wear suits that cannot be desecrated. He is always well-dressed and has a deep and elegant appearance. However, Ranbai has also seen him messy and untidy and lustful appearance in his eyes, which is more sexy than a woman.

"Miss Song left as soon as she came, what are you afraid of?" At this moment, her face was precious and her voice was a bit careless, and she was calm and oppressive. When she looked at her, her eyes were quiet, and she couldn't tell whether it was her attitude towards strangers or her.

Afraid?

Can this be tolerated?

This is absolutely unbearable.

Ranbai tugged his lips and smiled lightly and coldly: "I don't care about it for my seniors."

Wen Haoqing stood in front of the table, half of the light and shadow leaked on him, holding the pool club in one hand, which looked particularly beautiful with the hands, slender and tough joints, and the tail ring added a bit of cold smell. Ranbai looked at the hand and remembered the astringent appearance of the man's fingertips when he rubbed the corners of her lips. Even the gentle and elegant appearance brought a bit of desire to sink.

gentleman?

What to install?

"Come on?" Wen Haoqing seemed to notice her gaze and smiled lightly, gentle and elegant. Her white jaw lightly pointed to the direction of the billiard table, and she hooked her tail fingers to dye white, and the ring reflected a luster.

"Come."

Han Zhe looked at the scene and his eyebrows furrowed unconsciously.

Others are even more stupid.

Why does this matter involve Wen Haoqing?!

Is Song Bai acquainted with Wen Haoqing?

Wen Haoqing actually took the initiative to talk to Song Bai and invited someone to play table tennis together?

Damn it all going crazy?

Which god is Song Bai? He immediately took two people who cannot be offended!

The young master's hands trembled, his heart trembled, not knowing where he was or what he saw.

Ranbai held the billiard club and leaned casually on one side. He watched Wen Haoqing's movements like a benchmark, revealing the right calmness and elegance. When he leaned over and focused, he felt inexplicably seductive.

Her eyes were scattered on Wen Haoqing, and she sighed in her heart.

Why did you stay?

The whole box was as quiet as a chicken, and no one spoke.

Obviously,

Wen Haoqing, who has never been close to women, actually played table tennis with Song Bai, and was the one brought by Han Zhe.

This scene was too shocking, and always made them feel that they had seen something they shouldn't have seen.

The private room was so quiet that only the sound of the table tennis balls rolling down.

"Is she Song Bai?" One of the girls leaned against the young master and asked in a low voice.

The girl looks very gentle, clean and pure, like her first love on campus, her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to those of dyed white, but her temperament is completely different, with weak willows supporting the wind and pear blossoms under the moon.

To be precise, it is the same type as Song Bai in the past.

The young master responded absent-mindedly, his eyes never leaving that scene, "Yes."

"It's not so good..." The girl pursed her soft lips and looked at the figure in front of the billiard table. Whether it was Wen Haoqing who could not get close to her, she was beside the man. A look of jealousy and disdain flashed in her eyes and she said softly.

The girl knew about Ranbai, but she didn't know what happened to Han Zhe and the others before.

I just feel that I am a scheming woman, but I can't do it by relying on the White Lotus path and it turns out like this.

Don’t men like gentle and small-minded types? How could they be interested in such a cold and cold?

The young master was originally casual and didn't know what he was thinking. After hearing the girl's words, he glanced at her, sneered briefly, and the corners of his lips raised a lazy curve.

The girl was inexplicably hot, and was a little confused about what the young master smile meant.

It probably won't be ironic, it must be in agreement with what she said.

After all, she didn't look like Song Bai when she saw the young master's expression.

The young master is named Su Zili, who is the last son in the family. He was born with a golden key in his hand. He grew up with a little Qian Enxiang and had developed a proud and delicate personality.

He is beautiful, with red lips and white teeth. He can be described as the word "beauty". He looks better than girls and looks very nipples. He looks like a little puppy that he likes online now. Unfortunately, his personality is so bad that he is so arrogant that he is unlucky.

When he hits Su Zili, he is most annoying to others saying that he is beautiful. In his heart, this is an adjective that only girls will use. It has reached the point where he will be in a bad mood once he hears these two words.

Today, the young master wore a pink shirt. His skin was so white that he could pinch it out of water. He looked more and more mad, and he looked a little bit like a minor, not much worse. He just celebrated his 19th birthday this year.

Han Zhe had never seen Song Bai play table tennis before. When his interest came, he would take Song Bai to a few parties, completely with the idea of ​​teasing his pets.

He knew how much Song Bai wanted to integrate into such a circle and how much he wanted to climb up.

But some places are born with different levels. Without that strength, you can't fit in no matter how hard you do it.

When Han Zhe saw the girl pretending to be calm, he just smiled like a fun and ignored her afterwards.

But I didn't expect it,

Now this person obviously doesn't want to enter this circle, but in such a place, he subconsciously accepts her.

It seems to belong to her innately.

People,

It's really strange.

Han Zhe looked at it lightly and smiled. He felt that this girl was really a treasure. The more she leaned forward, the more she could discover surprises she had never seen before, but the closer she was, the farther she was, and Han Zhe had no soul.

He leaned over and approached Ranbai, not minding the scene just now. His eyebrows and eyes were full of evil in the dim light, and he smiled softly: "When will you still play table tennis?"

Ranbai hit another white ball. She adjusted her posture, her side face was cold and delicate. When she heard Han Zhe's words, she raised her eyebrows and slowly spit out two words: "Born."

Han Zhe was very interested, "I forgot that the other person who can't play table tennis is another you."

“…”

What do you mean by this?

Ranbai simply ignored him.

The two of them were getting closer when they spoke, and the light source was very dark. Han Zhe smiled so frivolously, he was elegant and evil, and he was a bit ambiguous when he stood together.

"Bang--" sound.

The billiards scattered and entered again.
Chapter completed!