After getting off the plane in London, Dong Fangzhuo did not follow the team back to Manchester, but left the team early in London and came to a quiet hotel on the outskirts of London.

At this time, he just stepped into the hotel lobby and saw an acquaintance.

"Xiao Ding?"

His smiling face was a bit stiff because he actually saw the billiard prodigy Ding Junhui here.

I was also disappointed. I thought that Pan Xiaoting had asked him to meet alone. It seemed that he thought too much and wanted to be evil. How could a pure woman like him be as casual as an ocean horse...

"Brother Dong, you are here."

"You know I'm coming?"

"Yes, Sister Pan told me long ago."

Ding Junhui is naive...

Dong Fangzhuo rolled his eyes in his heart, put away the depression, and put a smile on his face again. "Did you not play recently?"

"Well, at the end of the year, the event is basically over. These days I have been promoting it with Sister Pan."

"Oh..." Dong Fangzhuo nodded thoughtfully.

"Good, look at me, playing football all day long, exhausted..."

The two chatted one sentence after another, and they only saw Pan Xiaoting about half an hour later.

London in January was already very cold. Pan Xiaoting wore a silver-white down jacket and wrapped herself like Snow White, leaving only a pretty face exposed.

When she saw Dong Fangzhuo, Pan Xiaoting did not seem very happy, but she looked at Dong Fangzhuo several times. After all, she is a bit older than Dong Fangzhuo and Ding Junhui.

The three met for Chongqing Hotpot...

Dong Fangzhuo eats very little, but Ding Junhui has been eating on his head.

Dong Fangzhuo really envied the billiards far mobilization, as long as he wanted to eat, as long as he didn't care about his figure... football far mobilization would not work, and the consequences of eating indiscriminately were unimaginable. So he just ate some side dishes and beef.

But Ding Junhui loves nothing, people are hard enough. After filling his belly into a ball, Xiao Ding stood up.

"Brother Dong, Sister Pan, you two eat first. I have to leave in a hurry."

"Ah? Why?"

"I'm going back to practice..."

"..."

Dong Fangzhuo nodded, Xiao Ding is very good, as diligent as he is.

"Also, although the season is over, you have to stay in shape. If you don’t keep your billiards every day, if you don’t keep it in your hand every day, you know? Understand, go back..."

"You can't let the prodigy of our country reduce its combat effectiveness, go and go." Dong Fangzhuo patted Ding Junhui's shoulder...

Pan Xiaoting rolled her eyes, and now it seemed that Dong Fangzhuo, who was a little honest and quiet, was such a humorous guy, but she also nodded to Ding Junhui.

"Xiao Ding, come on, my sister is optimistic that you will win the World Championship next year, and you must work hard."

In this way, Ding Junhui was so silly to leave.

Oh, can't waste such a good opportunity that Ding created for me. Dong Fangzhuo watched Ding Junhui leave, his eyes full of deep feeling, and after sitting down again, his eyes finally began to look at Pan Xiaoting unscrupulously.

Just now Ding Junhui was here, he was embarrassed. Now that they are the two of them, he looked at the weapon with fierce light.

Pan Xiaoting, who took off the down jacket, had a clear figure at this time. The fiery red sweater wrapped the upper body. It was like a ripe fruit. I wanted to break it up and take a look...

Pan Xiaoting casually sent a piece of meat with chili to his mouth, and didn't seem to care at all. If there is no such calmness, wouldn't she be killed by the eyes of the men when she played the game?

Then the two started to talk about football for less than half an hour, and then Dong Fangzhuo digressed.

"You, when are you going to teach me to play billiards?"

"Really learning?" Pan Xiaoting looked at him with some disbelief.

"Of course, I always take things seriously." Dong Fangzhuo replied cheeky.

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after an hour……

"Wow, do you ask the hotel to equip you with a room with a pool table every time you go?" Dong Fangzhuo looked around, and finally his eyes stayed on Pan Xiaoting's graceful body.

At this time, Pan Xiaoting was lying halfway in front of the billiard table, focusing on the billiards, and Dong Fangzhuo's eyes remained on Pan Xiaoting's upright position.

Ding……

There was some suffocation on his body.

Since he passed waves with some ocean horses in the middle of the year, he is now a little addicted. Now that he is alone in a room, he can't bear it.

"Come here." Pan Xiaoting didn't look back, but moved his butt.

This again saw Dong Fangzhuo's heart shake.

"I said you are still sitting."

"I..." Dong Fangzhuo blushed old. What's special, can you stand up? When he got up, he broke out. He pressed the pillow on the sand between his legs, but he didn't stand up.

"Wait, my leg cramps."

"Can you still cramp? I haven't seen you cramp on the court." Pan Xiaoting looked at Dong Fangzhuo with an amused look on his face. He really felt a little ridiculous. The iron man Dong Fangzhuo who was still running could also cramp?

"This is the way to sit for a long time. I like sports. If I just sit without exercise for a day, I guess it will all become fossils." Dong Fangzhuo quickly dispelled the evil thoughts in his heart and distracted himself. But as long as he looked at Pan Xiaoting, he couldn't help himself.

Damn it,

You shouldn’t be here, it’s over, it hurts, he regrets it. What can I do if something goes wrong?

I regret it, I really regret it, unless now she...

...

"I'll give you a look,"

Pan Xiaoting turned around, twisting her slender waist to Dong Fangzhuo, and crouched down.

"Which leg is cramping? My mother used to cramps. I always massaged her when I was a kid."

The third leg... Dong Fangzhuo rolled his eyes, but said in his mouth.

"Left calf..."

"Oh, don't move, relax your body, I'll rub it for you." Pan Xiaoting gently lifted Dong Fangzhuo's left calf and put it on her thigh, then rubbed her hands gently.

Crisp...

Dong Fangzhuo was so soft that he couldn't help closing his eyes.

Oh my

Can't hold it anymore~lightnovelpub.net~ Smelling the faint fragrance floating on Pan Xiaoting, Dong Fangzhuo now wants to become a beast...

"Not better?"

"Well, there is, it's getting worse."

"It's impossible, it should be fine soon."

"No, nothing has improved..."

"Look at you, it's football mobilization, really. It's not like it at all. How can any player cramp in the calf without kicking..."...

　　

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