HIS ONE SEE QING XIN - Chapter 56 YQ

Mo Fei and Yan Qing played a few games in small and large numbers, 1 to 7 for the large ball, 9 to 15 for the small ball, and Heihachi had to play only after his own ball was scored.

At first, Yan Qing scored at most one ball a game, then played a few more games, Mo Fei while watching his own ball, while giving her pointers on the angle, but also can still score a four or five.

She is very perceptive, just like when she was taught to play King of Fighters 97.

I believe that soon, as long as she stays interested, she will again consciously go to watch various tutorials and videos to improve her billiards skills.

In Murphy’s mind, she learned King of Fighters 97 and billiards, both because she was interested.

But in fact, because he would, because he was interested, because she wanted to have a common topic with him.

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“Come on, let’s go swimming.” This time it was Mo Fei who closed the game perfectly, inserting his own cue and Yan Qing’s into the cue holder.

Yan Qing followed behind, just because of the heat and took off the fisherman’s hat to put it back on, after a few steps, she took it off again, too hot.

The two went back to the room, took their swimsuits swim trunks and towels and other swimming equipment, no one said anything, took it and headed for the pool changing room.

Murphy changed into his swim trunks before she did and stood outside the changing room smoking and looking at his phone while he waited for her.

“Let’s go.” Yan Qing said from behind him.

She actually stood in front of the locker room for a while, because she didn’t wear shoes, she walked barefoot, no sound, and Mo Fei didn’t notice.

She stood there, and what caught her eye was his strong and virile back, with a few scars, similar to hers, healed for some time, only a faint pink, she took two steps forward, slowly raised her right hand, and then withdrew it at a distance of one finger, saying “let’s go”.

Mo Fei sniffed the body and immediately turned around, hiding the phone behind him, looking at her in dismay and asking, “When did you stand behind?”

“Just now,” she looked at his right hand behind his back, “what are you looking at?”

“Nothing.” Still hiding behind him, he touched his thumb to the lock screen button and pressed it, and the phone screen immediately turned black.

“Nothing what are you hiding?” Yan Qing clasped her hands in front of her chest, “It’s not going to be anything juvenile. Something inappropriate, right?”

“Ah, yes, juvenile. Inappropriate,” Mo Fei’s left hand index finger on her forehead, pushing her away, “you are still a child, afraid that you look at the long needle eye!”

“Then show me, I have not seen this kind.” Yan Qing obviously did not believe him, actually even admitted this, there must be something afraid of her to see, that she was biased to see, this curiosity came, can not stop, not to mention that he also hid it!

So, after she was pushed away by his fingertips and took a step back, her right thumb and forefinger unconsciously pulled her lower lip.

Suddenly, she quickly rubbed behind him and reached out to grab the phone, Mo Fei reaction is also fast, immediately raised the arm with the phone, she went around to him again, also raised his hand and jumped up to grab.

I didn’t expect to see water on the ground, her bare feet, the result of jumping up and down, feet to both sides of a slip, she will be hanging hands on his neck, he was hanging by her bent down.

Mo Fei in her slip that moment also reflexively left hand fished up her thin waist, take the right hand of the phone from her left arm through around to the right side of the face, just because a nervous, fingers hard grip on the phone, the lock screen key was pressed, the screen lit up.

Yan Qing, kneeling on the ground with her legs inside eight, saw the light in her right eye, her eyes turned automatically, and saw the phone lock screen was a young girl standing in front of the window blowing her hair.

Mo Fei immediately pressed again, the light went out, although only for a few seconds, but Yan Qing also saw clearly, the girl is her.

She turned back to look up at Mo Fei, the tip of his nose, lips close at hand, she uncomfortably skimmed her head again and said, “Pull me up.”

Mo Fei wrapped his arm around his waist and mentioned upward, she used the strength to stand up and let go of the hand hanging on his neck.

“You come here.” Mo Fei pulled her wrist, led her to the sink, he put the phone on the sink, turned on the faucet, hands cupped a handful of water, poured on her two knees and calves, then squatted down, with the palm of his hand to help her wipe the sludge clean, the right leg knee has a small bruise, just slipped and kneeled on the ground to get.

“I’ll show you just, grab what!” Mo Fei blamed himself, if he had shown her the phone at the beginning, she would not have been slipped this time, the knee will not bruise a piece.

“Who told you to hide it!”

“Hiss, it hurts ~” Mo Fei thumb pressed her bruised area.

“Here, there’s nothing lesser. Inappropriate.” He grabbed the phone on the sink and handed it to her.

Yan Qing suddenly did not want to look at it again because, for fear of seeing something that would shake her heart, she said, “Che, there is no lesser. Inappropriate, who cares to see ah.”

She stepped away from the legs will go, Mo Fei pulled her arm, she fell backwards a step into his arms, Mo Fei encircled her, two hands holding the phone in front of her eyes to enter 4 numbers, 0601.

Coincidence? Her birthday 0106.

The phone was unlocked and the album interface was reflected in the eyes, there was an album named “YQ”, Mo Fei clicked it, all about Yan Qing’s photos, when she was cooking, watching TV, doing homework, falling asleep on the sofa, dancing, etc. Mo Fei caught all kinds of photos, one photo was exactly the screensaver one.

Yan Qing swept through the photos one by one, her ears began to heat up, Mo Fei turned off the phone screen, took it in his hand, wrapped his arms around her abdomen, broke her face with his other hand so that it faced him, his chest pressed against her back, no fabric to cover it, hot, sticky.

Mo Fei gazed into Yan Qing’s eyes, imploringly: “My eyes… It’s all about you.”

“Boom,” Yan Qing’s chest felt like a stone smashed into the ground, she was conflicted, glad and sweet on one side, nervous and wanting to escape on the other.

She broke away from him, her ears and cheeks flushed, and walked out quickly.