Click ...

The sound of a key turning in the keyhole.

A slender figure flashed in.

Yan Qingluo saw Mu Ye out of the corner of his eye and simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Suddenly, a familiar breath approached, which reminded her of the throbbing that night.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and a magnified handsome face appeared before her.

Thick black eyelashes, deep dark pupils, and fair and delicate skin are flawless even at such a close distance, as smooth as jade.

"What are you ... doing?" Yan Qingluo was distracted for a moment. She could actually be seduced by beauty.

"Get up, eat, and then go out for a walk with me." The breath exhaled by Mu Ye as he spoke hit him in the face, adding a bit of confusion to Yan Qingluo's brain, which was trying hard to be clear.

"Someone will come to pick me up in the afternoon, and I ... won't go out." Yan Qingluo constantly reminded herself that this borrowed body was not her own after all, and she couldn't live forever as Yan Qingluo. During this period of time, she couldn't develop feelings for anyone, because there would be no result at all.

She wants to make full use of this stolen life to find out the truth about her own death and the real murderer of the original owner.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave?" There was obvious displeasure in Mu Ye's voice.

"Well, I don't want to stay any longer." Yan Qingluo simply said it even more harshly.

The momentary silence made Yan Qingluo panic, but she still pretended to be calm and turned her head away.

Mu Ye stood up, with a gloomy face, turned and walked out the door.

Yan Qingluo jumped up, got out of bed, and walked towards the door.

She said she couldn't go out, but she didn't say she wouldn't eat.

During the meal, Mr. Cheng looked at the two people who were silent, and then he said, "Xiao Ye, girl, I just got a billiard table. Let's go play billiard after dinner."

Mu Ye , " Okay."

Yan Qingluo , " I'm not going."

Mu Ye and Yan Qingluo both spoke at the same time, but their answers were completely different.

Seeing Grandpa Cheng's disappointed look, Yan Qingluo made up an excuse, "Sorry, Grandpa Cheng, I'm not very good at it, so I won't go."

Mu Ye glanced at Yan Qingluo calmly and whispered, "Oh, that's a pity. I still want to compete with you."

"No? Then let Xiaoye teach you. I wouldn't say Xiaoye's fighting skills are professional, but he is definitely more than qualified to be a coach."

Hearing what Mr. Cheng said, Yan Qingluo suddenly came up with an idea.

There was a sly flash in her eyes, and she turned her head to look at Mu Ye with a grin, "You are so amazing, why don't you teach me?"

"Okay." Mu Ye's lips curled up into a beautiful arc, and the corners of his eyes slightly raised because of the smile. His tone of voice was gentle and cheerful, as if he was seducing someone.

Yan Qingluo quickly turned his head and forced his pounding heart to calm down.

She smiles so beautifully, who is she seducing, this sinister man?

Humph, he won’t be able to laugh anymore in a while.

Second floor, entertainment room.

Yan Qingluo calmly took the cue handed over by Grandpa Cheng, and when he saw the sixteen colored balls placed in the middle of the table, his eyes rolled, "Mu Ye, teach me first."

Mu Ye took the golf club, wiped it gently, and slowly assumed a fairly standard playing posture, but Yan Qingluo did not look at his hand movements and techniques, her eyes unconsciously stopped on him.

With one stroke, sixteen balls were perfectly scattered all over the table.

Mu Ye put away his golf club and slowly approached Yan Qingluo.

As the man approached, a faint and familiar fragrance filled her nose, reminding Yan Qingluo of that night again, and her heart was beating fast.

"Come on, give it a try." Mu Ye's deep voice always revealed an unquestionable strength.

Yan Qingluo imitated Mu Ye's previous actions, turned his head and smiled sweetly, and said coquettishly, "Is that so?"

Mu Ye's Adam's apple rolled and his whole body felt hot. He felt like there was a ferocious beast in his body, ready to move. He wanted to rush forward and swallow the soft and sticky little rabbit in front of him into his stomach.

"Use the base of your right thumb and index finger to hold the club, hold it steady with your left hand, and don't shake." Mu Ye said in a deep voice, sounding very stern.

"Then ... like this?" Yan Qingluo created another copycat action and looked at Mu Ye with his innocent big eyes flashing.

Mu Ye grabbed her hand and pressed her forcefully onto the table. "Open your fingers and slowly bend your joints upward ... "

The girl's slender and soft body nestled in the man's arms. As she spoke, her smooth and delicate hair, which exuded a unique fragrance of a girl, seemed to be caressing his chin and face, sparking waves of unbearable tiny sparks that made Mu Ye lose his mind all of a sudden.

He was originally a billiard expert, but all of a sudden he couldn't play at all. The colorful billiard balls in front of him started to spin, making him dizzy, his mind a mess, and his ears buzzing.

Old Master Cheng looked at the young man in front of him and wanted to disappear quietly but was unwilling to do so. It was clearly he who proposed to play billiards, but how come it became the place where Mu Ye, that bastard, coaxed his girlfriend.

"Cough cough." Old Master Cheng coughed lightly.

Yan Qingluo was concentrating on his acting when he was startled by the sudden voice. His body trembled slightly and his perky buttocks accidentally touched someone standing right behind him.

Mu Ye's body tensed up instantly. This light touch was like lighting a fuse, completely igniting his desire. His head exploded like fireworks.

He realized the changes in his body, quickly let go of Yan Qingluo, took a step back, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

"Hey!" Yan Qingluo was very confused about Mu Ye's sudden departure. He wanted to call him but accidentally caught a glimpse of his slightly red cheeks and fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Urgent? Didn't you go to the bathroom when you first came?

Is it hot in this room? Just now, I felt that his body was burning hot and his head was sweating.

Forget it, ignore him.

"Grandpa Cheng, please be the referee for us later!" Yan Qingluo felt a little sorry when he saw Grandpa Cheng holding the golf club with a depressed look on his face.

"Okay, wait for Xiaoye to come back and then the competition will start." When Mr. Cheng saw that someone still remembered him, he happily agreed.

When Mu Ye came out of the bathroom, he saw Grandpa Cheng giving Yan Qingluo a thumbs up, "Amazing, girl! You can even score this goal."

"Ha, it's a piece of cake, Grandpa Cheng, you try it." Yan Qingluo turned his back to Mu Ye and raised his eyebrows proudly.

Mu Ye looked at Yan Qingluo's back, his gaze unconsciously moving down, finally stopping at Yan Qingluo's firm and firm buttocks, which occasionally twisted slightly as she shook her head.

The desire that had already been released was aroused again.

This woman was definitely seducing him, absolutely.