The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 189

"Can you play billiards?"

Mo returned and picked up the boy, and he could feel the hotness of the boy's skin through his clothes.

The boy's beautiful azure blue eyes looked at him intently, biting his soft lower lip, and did not speak, as if accusing him of his behavior.

Mo Guishi couldn't help but bite the soft little face of the little mermaid and put the person on the pool table.

The clubs are black throughout, made of the finest materials, with a faint woody scent.

When Mo returned, he put the club in the little one's hand and taught him how to use it, holding the tail of the club with his right hand, and putting the slender end on his hand.

The left hand pressed down on the boy's hand, completely covered, and the palm of the hand was pressed against the billiard table.

Keep your four fingers close to the tee and your thumbs up in a crossed shape.

"Use your hand as a bracket for the club, you must be steady, otherwise the club will be easy to miss or miss the ball as soon as it is forced." Mo Guishi's voice was very gentle, and he taught the teenager how to play billiards.

Leaning over and approaching the teenager, the hot breath sprayed on the teenager's ears, inexplicably with some ambiguity.

The teenager's height is not enough, and the billiard table is a little high.

I can only lie half-lying on the table, bend my legs, and support my body with one leg.

Get closer to the pile of balls scattered on the pool table.

Because of the posture, the perfect back curve of the teenager is presented, like the most perfect handicraft, making people unable to look away.

"Hit the white ball, towards the serial number you want to score." Mo Guishi patiently taught, his right hand moved slightly, and the club hit the white ball into the green ball No. 6.

Make a crisp sound.

The white ball hit and rolled to the side, and the dark green ball No. 6 rolled straight into the hole on the side.

"It's very simple, Linlin is so smart, he can learn it as soon as he learns." Mo didn't get up when he returned, but slightly released the left hand that was pressing the back of the teenager's hand, let him support a hand frame, and tried to score a goal.

Although this posture is convenient, it is a little tiring to support it on toes alone.

The boy's body trembled slightly, trying to hold the club, holding the front end, aiming at the white ball, and the people behind him did not seem to intend to let him go.

Constant adjustments guide his posture.

"Aim at him, hit the past, it's very simple."

Mo Guishi's voice was very close to the teenager, laughing softly, and there was a vibration in his chest, which fell in people's ears and was crispy and numb, making the teenager want to dodge, but he was confined in a small embrace, unable to break free.

"If you can't hit it, you will be punished." Mo returned and pulled the hair from the young man's cheeks, his expression was extremely gentle, and his silver eyes were suppressed ambition.

Almost everything burned out.

The boy tried hard to stabilize his body, but his left hand could not control the slight trembling, he could not stabilize, the club hit the deviation, the white ball hit the billiard wall, making a crisp sound.

The blue ball No. 2 he aimed at was motionless in its original position.

The white ball rolled around and finally stopped at a distance from the teenager, out of reach of his club.

Mo returned and picked up the boy and switched to the other direction of billiards.

He still maintains his previous posture, which makes it easier for him to aim and play.

"Don't shake your hands, hold steady, follow your eyes to the club, press your upper body, take your time, you will miss the first time, try a few more times, you can learn to score."

Mo Guishi was extremely patient and taught the teenager how to play billiards little by little.