Ying Zexia made a gesture, "Well, let's start now!"
Ying Zexia leaned over and heard a "bang——" sound, and the balls on the table began to scatter. Everyone looked at Ying Zexia's hitting and not only cheered, but until the last red ball, there was no steady
Falling into the hole, but deviating from the hole...
"Damn it!" Ying Zexia cursed in a low voice, slightly unhappy. Unexpectedly, his skills were not functioning properly today!
"What a pity!" Leng Yesheng couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that Zexia is definitely defeated now!" Leng Yesheng patted Ying Zexia on the shoulder, "Brother, take care!"
Ying Zexia waved his hand, "Looks like I'm done with these fifty push-ups!"
"Oh, Young Master Ying, why didn't you get in?" A hot girl in the club clapped her hands regretfully, "Really, Young Master Ying's billiards skills are top-notch! How come you didn't get in?"
"That's it! What's going on with Young Master Ying? It seems like we're going to lose this time, tsk tsk..."
"Forget it, forget it, just fifty push-ups! Let this kid take advantage of me this time!" Ying Zexia was very generous, but he did look helpless. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be the one to lose.
right!
Yin Shengye smiled slightly, "Just wait for the little beauty to sit on your back, and then you start doing push-ups!" Yin Shengye said as he applied gun powder, then bent down, [Bang——]
Bounce, with a burst of force, balls of various colors rolled into the hole one after another!
"Oh, yeah! Husband, you are great!" Mo Liangyue exclaimed, and everyone else also exclaimed.
"Damn, that's awesome!" Leng Yesheng also praised him. It's really not easy to defeat Ying Zexia...
Within a few minutes, the scene started to boil, and everyone in the club shouted: "Young Master Ying, Young Master Ying!"
"Push-ups, push-ups!"
"Master Ying, Master Ying! Push-ups, push-ups! No less than fifty! No less!"
"Fifty push-ups?" An Xiaoyou seemed to have just come back to his senses. He, his injury had just recovered. An Xiaoyou frowned and asked worriedly: "Is that okay? Your injury has only just...
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Ying Zexia gave her a reassuring smile and then made an 'ok' gesture!
Ying Zexia put his hands on the ground, and An Xiaoyou slowly sat on Ying Zexia's back.
"Let me help you!" Qian Yuewu took An Xiaoyou's hands and controlled her balance...
"Ready! Start!"
Following Mo Liangyue's order, Ying Zexia began to do push-ups violently...
An Xiaoyou opened her mouth in surprise, and murmured: "You really don't even take a breath!"
"Fifteen!"
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"Ying Zexia, come on! Come on!" The atmosphere in the entire club became high. Everyone looked at the slight sweat on Ying Zexia's forehead and couldn't help but scream!
"Forty-two!" Ying Zexia started to rise and fall more violently. Fifty push-ups seemed like a small case to him!
Within twenty seconds... "Fifty!!" After completing the fiftieth push-up, Ying Zexia turned over and sat handsomely on the blanket in the club, while An Xiaoyou was hugged by him.
In his arms, he scraped the tip of her nose affectionately and said to her: "Little wild cat, it's time to lose weight!"
"You..." An Xiaoyou pouted in dissatisfaction, but who knew that this move would give him an advantage! He simply leaned over, ignoring the fatigue of doing push-ups just now, and directly attacked her
Lips...kissing...biting...wreaking all his love for her...