Feng Shaochi is haunted by suspicion 8
"Oh my gosh, there are two caddies standing over there. Although they look like they are only in their twenties, I would be really embarrassed."
But Feng Shao certainly didn't feel embarrassed. He said: "What are you afraid of? This kind of thing has long been commonplace for them."
Mo Cheng blushed with embarrassment and said, "Really don't do this. I'm a woman and I'm very shy. In a place like this, being so intimate, I really don't know what to say."
Feng Shao smiled faintly and said, "Don't you feel it?"
Mo Cheng nodded lightly and said, "I already feel it, that's why I feel so uncomfortable and shy."
"Since you have already felt it, you should endure it a little longer. If you ask me to leave you now, it will only make people more depressed."
As he spoke, he grabbed Mo Cheng's hand, touched the high-rising parts of his body, and said, "Now you should know why?"
Mo Cheng nodded slightly and said, "It also takes time to let it cool down."
However, Xiaofeng Shao didn't seem to want to cool down like this, and instead became more powerful.
Mo Cheng looked sideways slightly and saw that his lower abdomen was bulging, stretching his casual trousers to the point where they were almost bursting.
She naturally knew how big his things were, so she didn't find it strange.
However, I didn't expect that when paired with casual trousers, it would become more stylish and spectacular.
The caddy brought the ball over, set it up and left, completely turning a blind eye to the ambiguous actions of the two of them. It was just as Feng Shao said, they had long been accustomed to such things.
Master Feng held her hand, raised the club, and said, "The pole needs to be tilted like this, and the eyes need to look here, yes, and the waist needs to be twisted slightly, yes."
The club drew a very beautiful arc in the air and hooked heavily on the ball. The ball flew up and flew towards the distance.
Mo Cheng quickly straightened up and looked at where the ball landed. Feng Shao also calmed down a little, and a certain part of his head and chest also cooled down a little.
Feng Shao said: "Although it's not very good, it's pretty good for the first time."
Mo Cheng said: "Then... do you want to do it again?"
Want to do it again?
Feng Shao laughed in his heart. He didn't mind at all. As long as she was willing, he would dare to accompany her. Maybe, he would go directly to the hotel to get a room.
Mo Cheng walked behind Mr. Feng, followed his example just now, put his hands around his waist, reached in front to hold the club, and said, "Is that so?"
Feng Shao said calmly: "That's it."
"Then?"
"Bend down, lift the club, aim at the ball, and hit!"
The movement was very fast, and the ball flew away with a swish. Mo Cheng looked at it and saw that the ball still did not fall into the hole.
Mo Cheng looked at it and said, "It seems that I still need to practice more."
Feng Shao said: "It's better for me to be behind you."
"Why do you say that? Aren't you afraid of being stimulated again? Be careful that your pants are torn."
Chapter completed!