Chapter 199 This Can Make Her Score a Goal

"60 million, that's a lot of money, Luo Luo, do you want it?"

Mo Aotian glanced sideways at Mo Yuchen, who still had no expression on his face. He didn't understand how he could still be so calm and composed when the situation was like this.

"I think, Luoluo likes money the most. She likes lots and lots of money."

Shen Xingluo nodded sharply. What she said was the truth, but she had no intention of deceiving Mo Aotian at all.

"Yu Chen, you don't care about this little bet, right?"

Mo Aotian walked directly in front of Mo Yuchen and looked down at Mo Yuchen who could only sit in a wheelchair and watch everything.

Mo Yuchen stared at Shen Xingluo, who was already scheming with his head lowered, and raised his thin lips slightly, "Of course not."

Jiang Shaomo clenched his fists, wasn't Mo Aotian bullying someone?

After all, Madam is just a kid with an IQ of a few years old. He actually made a bet with Madam. This is clearly bullying Madam and taking advantage of the opportunity.

"That's fine. But to be fair, I'll only use one hand."

After saying that, Mo Aotian turned around and walked towards the table, with a confident smile on his face.

Even if he only uses one hand, he can defeat Shen Xingluo!

Shen Xingluo's shot just now was just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse by mistake.

He didn't believe that a person could be so lucky that every shot would go into the hole!

"Do you know how to play?"

Mo Aotian turned his head to look at Shen Xingluo, who was about to try. Seeing her foolish look, his brown eyes showed undisguised contempt.

"You know, use the white one to hit other balls, and you will win only if the ball falls into this hole, right?"

Shen Xingluo patted the hole on the corner of the table and said in an extremely childish and excited voice.

After waiting for the others to place the ball, Mo Aotian made a gesture of invitation to Shen Xingluo, "Yes, yes. Ladies first, you can start first."

"Then I'm welcome."

As he spoke, Shen Xingluo casually held the pole and pushed it forward. The white ball undoubtedly hit the red No. 9 ball, and then hit the No. 13 through the No. 9 ball, causing the No. 13 ball to roll into the hole.

"Oh yeah, it's in, it's in. Did I win?"

Putting down the pole, she was so excited that she clapped her hands and jumped up and down.

Jiang Shaomo: "······"

With his eyes widened, he slightly couldn't believe that Shen Xingluo actually scored again.

He won't be dazzled!

Mo Yuchen raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile. From the moment Shen Xingluo scored the first goal, he knew that she not only knew how to play, but also played well.

In this bet, Mo Aotian was destined to lose and be completely defeated!

"You have to hit all the balls on this table to win."

The corners of Mo Aotian's eyes twitched slightly. Shen Xingluo's grip on the pole was wrong. It looked extremely awkward, but could he be scored by her like this?

Could this be too much luck?

"Sou Ga, so that's it. Can I continue now?"

Shen Xingluo nodded in realization.

When it comes to rules, she knows much better than Mo Aotian. Isn't this just to maintain her sense of being a fool? She has to pretend to know nothing.

As for Mo Aotian saying just now that he would only use one hand for the sake of fairness, hey, he had no chance to use it even if he wanted to!

Because, from the beginning to the end, he couldn't touch the club!

With a deep anger hidden in his eyes, Shen Xingluo bent down again and scanned the ball on the table with sharp eyes. After finding the right position, he hit it seemingly casually, but in fact it was extremely accurate.

The white ball made a crisp impact with the other balls, and then hit the other balls into the hole.

Mo Aotian: "???"

Shen Xingluo, does she really not know how?

If she could, why would she hold the rod so casually, as if she were holding a penholder.

Probably, she's just lucky.

"Oh, can I sit on the side and play? It's so tiring to stand like this."

Twisting his shoulders backward, Shen Xingluo rubbed them gently with his other free hand.

"Yes, yes."

Mo Aotian nodded.

Sitting on the edge and playing?

This is his first time seeing him!

If Shen Xingluo could hit the ball like this, he would swallow the ball!

With Mo Aotian's words, Shen Xingluo climbed onto the table awkwardly on tiptoes, then sat on the edge with a casual posture.

Bang.

The ball seemed to be deliberately pulled by someone, bypassing the middle ball, and after a spin, it came back and knocked the other balls into the hole.

"Wow, you can actually score a goal like this."

Covering her small mouth, Shen Xingluo looked at Mo Aotian with a shocked expression, "Brother, Luoluo is very lucky."

Mo Aotian: "······"

His face became even uglier.

Will this allow her to score goals?

Just kidding!

Jiang Shaomo looked at Mo Aotian's changed expression, suppressed a smile, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "Madam, she must be possessed by the goddess of luck."

He hit the ball so wide, but it happened to come back and knock the other ball in!

Mo Yuchen beside him lazily put his hands on the armrests, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked intently at Shen Xingluo, who had an exaggerated expression.

There was a deep meaning in his eyes that even he himself was not aware of.

After hitting 10 balls in a row, Shen Xingluo let go.

After all, Mo Aotian must be given some face. If he was allowed to see the ending from the beginning, wouldn't it be a blow to other people's self-esteem?

What if she offends him and he never bets with her again?

Then wouldn’t she suffer a big loss?

"Ouch, what a pity, it's just a little bit different."

As she spoke, she gestured with her hands with great regret.

"Brother, is it time for you to fight now?"

"Um."

Mo Aotian responded in a dull tone.

Reluctantly walking up to the table, he lost his patience just watching.

Every time he thought Shen Xingluo's shot would miss, the white ball would bump into other balls and score again.

In short, every scoring process exceeded his prediction and was completely different from what he imagined!

Holding the pole with an elegant and standard posture, Mo Aotian successfully scored a goal.

"Wow, big brother is so awesome."

Shen Xingluo praised him from the side.

sharp?

Mo Yuchen's expression condensed. Even if you are acting, you must have a sense of proportion!

Getting too involved in the drama is not good for her!

With Shen Xingluo's compliment, Mo Aotian regained a little bit of his self-confidence.

Then he changed direction, took another shot, and made it again.

Just when he was about to win 10 consecutive games, the ball deflected and did not roll into the hole as he thought.

"What a bad luck!"

He threw the cue aside angrily, turned around, walked to the table, sat down, picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp.