Mu Yufeng's laugh disappeared instantly from his handsome and handsome face. "How is it possible? How can my ball pop out!"

"What's impossible?" Yan Shiting sneered. "It means that you are too strong and can't grasp the level."

"No... no..." Yu Feng's face with a blow hit her shoulders and looked at Cheng Yingxuan. "Xuan Xuan, I always play golf with great precision, accuracy, ruthlessness, fastness, and speed..."

The more you talk about the back, the quieter you are.

Because Yan Shiting almost at the same time he said, in the same posture, the same way of description, precise, accurate, ruthless, fast, and swung out in one go!

The white golf ball flew into the sky, landed again, and rolled...

The distance was obviously as high as Mu Yufeng's strike.

Mu Yufeng dripped blood in his heart and only hoped that Yan Shiting's ball would not enter the hole...

It's a pity that God didn't listen to his hope of bleeding.

Yan Shiting's ball still went into the hole...

This time there were no onlookers cheering because everyone had to wait and see if the ball would fly out without giving face.

After dozens of seconds, the ball still didn't come out of the hole.

The golf boy on the course finally cheered, "The ball has entered the hole and entered the hole. Yan Shao also shot 135.67 yards, which is a distance of 120.6 meters! And the ball did not pop up, Yan Shao won Mu Shao!"

As the results were announced, applause broke out again from the onlookers.

Mu Yufeng's unpleasant gaze struck here, especially staring at the golf boy, "I lost you so happy?"

"I'm sorry, Mu Shao, I... I'm a fan of Shao Yan... Shao Yan does not rely on family power, and can become the richest man in Asia from scratch." Which is like you, relying on the foundation of the family... The caddie said more and more Small, because of fear of Mu Yufeng packing up.

Cheng Yingxuan gave a cold look to Mu Yufeng, "The truth that people have said is just that. After all, you lose, it's the truth."

"Xuan Xuan, I..." Mu Yufeng wanted to cry without tears, "I usually hit this distance casually, and no shot will pop out, so I missed my head today..."

"Okay, lose if you lose, so much nonsense." Cheng Yingxuan said indifferently, "not just a shot."

Mu Yufeng said with a blank face like a dead father and mum, "There is still a man's face..."

Yang Qian was dumbfounded.

Mu Yufeng was handsome and blown up both in ball skills and playing posture just now, and the ball flew far enough... How dare you look handsome in a POSS?

When the ball flies out, Mao is no longer.

She originally thought Mu Yufeng won, and she also hoped he won.

Because Mu Yufeng won, you can continue the tutorial Ying Xuan, let Yan Shiting see how intimate the couple is.

Then, Yan Shiting lost, and he must be in a bad mood.

She can take advantage of the situation and comfort him tenderly and draw closer to him.

If he was really drunk, or was in a low mood, and was moved by her relief, she was not sure, she could climb onto his bed.

Unexpectedly... Mu Shao actually lost!

It really made her lose garlic!

Yan Shiting's cold face floated with a sneer of the strong, and said disdainfully, "I'm still a great admirer, but that's it."

"I'm not convinced, come again!" Mu Yufeng rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight again.

Yan Shiting sneered, "The rules just made, one shot will determine the outcome, will you fail to say anything?"

In the eyes of Cheng Yingxuan, impatientness also flashed, "Yes, Yufeng, if you lose, you lose. It is the behavior of your husband."