"Is this your true level?" Duan Feifei asked with a smile, "I'll let you take a shot?"
"As long as you are at the real level, I can also give a shot." Jiang Kuo said.
"Okay," Duan Feifei walked slowly from the other side of the table, looked at the ball on the table, and then took the white ball and repositioned, "Then you won't have much chance."
"Enough momentum." Jiang Kuo gave him a thumbs up.
Duan Feifei turned the lever and fell onto the table.
Duan Feifan's level of aiming at billiards is obviously much higher than when aiming when shooting arrows. This shot is a neat shot, the ball over there is pocketed, and the place where the white ball stops is just right.
"It's about the same." Jiang Liao took a sip of his drink, leaned against the bar, and started recording the video again.
Duan Feifei didn't take too much aim on this shot. When the shot exploded, the ball made a crisp sound. After being pocketed, the white ball returned to Taichung.
Jiang Kuo looked at it, and then if he didn't make a mistake, he could enter two more, and there would be no chance to go further.
"How is it?" Ding Zhe came over and asked, "Did Jiang Kuo lose?"
"Hey?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "What are you talking about?"
"It's normal to lose," Ding Zhe said. "He's really good at this."
"Your car is gone." Jiang Kuo said.
"Hey!" Ding Zhe shouted, "I haven't finished yet! Although he is powerful, you keep this stuff at home. You can play whenever you want. It must be much more powerful than him."
"He doesn't usually play." Jiang Liao said over there.
Ding Zhe looked at her: "This makes it difficult for people to answer."
"Betting?" Jiang pointed to the small blackboard hanging on the wall next to him, "Bet."
"Come here!" Ding Zhe passed by immediately, and Liu Fatty and the others stopped playing, so they came over to bet first.
"Come on." Jiang Kuo was a little helpless.
"Whoever won the bet?" President Jiang drank two cups of tea and came over with great interest.
"You can leave..." Jiang Kuo said.
"Almost," Jiang Liao said, "now I and Sun Ji bet on him to win, and the remaining three bets on Duan Feihan."
"Don't give me face." Jiang Kuo waved his hand.
"Then I still have to..." President Jiang looked at the ball on the table, "Yiduan is extraordinary."
"Thank you, President Jiang." Duan Feifei took another shot happily.
The rod didn't go in.
Jiang Kuo took the club and rubbed the club head... Although he only hit one shot, he just touched the ball, but the sense of ritual of rubbing the club head is indispensable.
However, he felt that his luck was not very good. After two shots, the ball was blocked. No matter which ball, Duan Feifei's flower ball was blocked in the middle.
He clicked his tongue and tried to eat a library, but he didn't score.
"I'm clear." Duan Feifei took the chocolate and slowly rubbed the club head, looking confident.
"Unclear is not Chinese." Jiang Kuo walked to the bar and knocked on the table, "Baileys sweet with milk."
Jiang looked at him.
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said.
"I don't know if I made ice cubes today," Jiang took a look. "No, sir, why don't you change to Baileys ice cream?"
"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"Do it yourself." Jiang waved his hand.
Jiang Kuo sighed, so he had to go over by himself, opened the refrigerator and took out the ice cream, scooped one and put it in a cup, and when pouring the wine, Dong Kun shouted, "I want it too!"
Ding Zhe and Sun Ji immediately followed: "We want too."
Liu Fatty shook his head: "I want to drink that good tea from President Jiang first."
"Do it yourself," Jiang Kuo said, "I don't have time, I'm still playing."
"You have time." Ding Zhe said.
"You really don't drive tomorrow, right?" Jiang Kuo said.
"My mouth is sloppy..." Ding Zhe ran over and said in a series, "I'm here, I'm here, I'm here..."
Duan Feifei had already scored three goals in the time he poured wine on the ice cream. When Jiang Kuo returned to the table, there was only one flower ball left on the table.
Ding Zhe was really right. He continued to stand at the bar and made a cup for everyone. It is estimated that Duan Feifei would immediately clear the table.
Jiang Kuo sat down on the chair next to him and slowly took a bite of ice cream.
When Duan Feifei was aiming at the ball, he turned his head and glanced at him: "Can you move me on your back?"
"Don't worry," Jiang Kuo said, "As long as you win, I will drag you out for a couple of laps."
Duan Feifei continued to aim at the ball ahead with a smile.
This ball is not very good, it has to be played very thin, but it may not be strong enough to fall into the pocket.
If the ball doesn't score, it's basically given to Jiang Kuo to win. Now the color balls are very separated, and there are basically no welts, and the angles are very good.
But Duan Feifei didn't give him this chance. He hit the ball with one shot, and the white ball made a slight arc with spin and hit the last flower ball from the side.
drop bag.
"Good shot!" Liu Fat shouted while holding the teacup, took another sip of tea, and then shouted again, "Damn it, good tea!"
Heiba had no suspense, and stopped alone in a place less than thirty centimeters in the middle of the bottom pocket.
Duan Feifei took a glance and closed his eyes.
"Your uncle!" Jiang Kuo cursed.
Black eight drop bag.
"What are they betting on?" Dong Kun asked Jiang Xia.
"Carrying my daughter-in-law." Jiang Liao said.
"...Who drew this?" Sun Ji asked. "It won't be good if you win or lose."
"Me." Duan Feifei said with a smile.
"Okay," Ding Zhe said, "you are awesome."
"Back!" Liu Fat shouted.
Jiang Kuo raised his head, poured the last sip of ice cream and wine into his mouth, put the glass on the table, and stood up: "Okay."
"Come down on the second floor." Jiang Liao said.
"Can..." Jiang Kuo was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"No, take the stairs," Jiang Liao said, "Mr. Jiang carried me back from the first floor to the third floor and then came down."
Willing to gamble to lose.
Jiang Kuo turned his back to Duan Feifei, bent over, and waved his hand behind his head: "Come on."
Duan Feifei held his shoulders and jumped onto his back very simply.
Jiang Kuo covered his legs, and it was much easier to carry them with trousers on them.
"Let's go!" Jiang Kuo shouted.
"Let's go!" Liu Fat shouted.
Everyone followed them out of the recreation room.
To be honest, Duan Feifei doesn't look fat, but he is quite sturdy and not light on his back. Fortunately, he has to go up two floors. As long as he runs fast enough, he doesn't have to carry it for a long time.
Jiang Kuo rushed up the stairs in a few steps, and stepped up to the first floor one by one.
"Damn it!" Dong Kun was stunned, "I can't see it."
"People used to be on the swimming team." Ding Zhe said.
"We won't give it away," Sun Ji shouted, "Fan Fei, you supervise him, we can't run away from him!"
"Okay." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo paused for a moment. When Duan Feifei spoke, the voice was right behind his ears, and the lower half of his body became itchy flesh along his neck.
"Don't talk." Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth.
"Huh?" Duan Feifei didn't understand.
"Itchy!" Jiang Kuo walked quickly to the living room stairs with his back on his back, "Speak for a while and I'll throw it to the ground for you!"
Dong Kun's voice came from downstairs: "How many floors are there!"
Duan Feifei was silent.
Jiang Kuo had to answer by himself: "I'm going to the second floor now!"
This is a bet, climbing the stairs behind someone's back, and having to report the itinerary by yourself.
When he went to the second floor, Jiang Kuo still ran up, but because the speed was too fast, his hand slipped a little, and Duan Feifei's leg slipped down.
"Wait." Jiang Kuo stopped, and stood on the top of the stairs tossed, trying to move Duan Feifei up.
It's very hard, I'm afraid it won't be thrown in place.
Duan Feifei also supported his shoulder and moved up a little, and when he fell down, his chin slammed on the top of his head.
"Fuck!" Jiang Kuo didn't cover his head with his hands, so he could only curse again, "Fuck."
Duan Feifei held back a smile and rubbed the top of his head twice.
"I'm going downstairs, don't laugh," Jiang Kuo warned him, "If I fall, you have to fly out."
Duan Feifei cooperated without saying a word or laughing.
Jiang Kuo went downstairs very quickly, almost rushing down.
OK, one more layer.
He carried Duan Feifei to the basement stairs, and a group of people were still standing below waiting.
"It's fast enough," Liu Fatty said. "This physique, if you want to change me, I haven't reached the first floor yet."
"Range!" Jiang Kuo shouted and ran down.
Everyone quickly moved away.
At the same time, Duan Feifei swayed behind him, his breath swept across his neck.
Halfway down the stairs, the itch went straight down the side of the waist to the leg.
This warm breath swept across the neck brought more than just an itch, but mixed with a certain emotion.
Jiang Kuo's legs softened.
"Me!" He only had time to call out one word, and the whole person jumped down.
… I knew I wouldn’t let everyone get out of the way.
This has to jump on the stairs and slide down, he is a Duan Extraordinary launcher.
Duan Feifei estimated that he could fly out at least two meters.
And he was afraid that he would be pressed and rubbed on the stairs before Duan Feifei flew out.
miserable...
But when he threw himself on the stairs, Duan Feifei's arm on his shoulder supported the steps.
Because the power of the downward thrust was suddenly blocked, Duan Feifei rolled over from behind him.
Basically a standard one-handed front flip.
Then Duan Feifei landed. He bumped forward on Duan Feifei, and Duan Feifei wrapped his arm around him as he continued to rush to the floor.
He knelt on the last step and stopped with his hands on the ground.
"Fuck me." He turned to look at Duan Feifei.
"Prophet." Duan Feifei also looked at him.
"Are you all right?" Dong Kun and the others rushed over and dragged them off the ground.
"I'm fine," Jiang Kuo said, "Duan Feifei?"
"It's okay." Duan Feifei moved his right wrist.
"Wonderful." Jiang Liao was still leaning against the bar, his phone was facing them, he slapped his legs a few times, and gave them a round of applause, "I originally wanted to record the scene where the two of you slipped out, I didn’t expect to be able to record such a wonderful moment…”
Duan Feifei glanced at President Jiang. Originally, this kind of punishment is normal, but in the middle of the situation, the baby son fell down the stairs, which is a bit hard to say.
But Mr. Jiang was standing by the door of the entertainment room, watching the excitement on his face, and even took the time to ask, "Has Duan Feifei practiced before?"
"...No." Duan Feifei said.
"Good skill." Jiang said.
Without falling, everyone went back to the entertainment room after having fun for a while.
Because of Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei's bet, a group of people started playing billiards again.
"Just your ice cream," Duan Feifei asked, "Is there any more?"
"Yes," Jiang Kuo walked behind the bar, "do you add wine?"
"You just added wine?" Duan Feifei looked at him.
"Well, Gabriel is sweet," Jiang Kuo said, looking at the wine again, "I'll see what else..."
"Big Brother," Duan Feifei leaned on the bar, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Jiang Kuo took a plate and scooped two balls for him: "Is it enough?"
"Give me another vanilla." Duan Feifei said.
"Okay." Jiang Kuo scooped another herb, put a small fork, and pushed the plate in front of him.
The entertainment room was very lively, with billiards and foosball.
"Do you play darts?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Want to save face?" Duan Feifei was eating ice cream.
"Well." Jiang Kuo said.
"Go." Duan Feifei smiled.
"Jiang Kuo!" Ding Zhe shouted, "Get us some!"
"Do it yourself." Jiang Kuo said.
"I'm here, what do you want?" Aunt Liu entered the entertainment room and went to the bar very skillfully. Usually, when someone at home came to play, she was always here to help with food and drink.
Jiang Kuo looked at the time on his mobile phone, it was past nine o'clock when he finished eating, and now he was playing and making trouble, and it was past eleven o'clock.
If I go back to the hotel at this time, I will just take a rest after taking a shower.
But everyone didn't seem to pay attention to the time, and Jiang Kuo didn't remind him, and put the phone back in his pocket.
"Let me open my eyes." Duan Feifei sat on the chair and said while eating.
Jiang Kuo took off all the darts from the dart board: "I'm really good at this stuff. I've played it since I was a child. This one doesn't need anyone's cooperation, just play it by myself."
"Are you very lonely when you were young?" Duan Feifei asked.
"I'm alone now." Jiang Kuo stood sideways, took a look at the dart, pressed his hand, and the dart landed on Shan Niu's eye.
Duan Feifei smiled and said nothing.
Jiang Kuo took another dart and glanced at it seriously.
"Are you playing this with your left hand?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Both hands are fine," Jiang Kuo changed his right hand, turned to Duan Feifei, and glanced at him, "I'll give you a fifty-fifty eye-opening."
The dart still landed on the single bull's eye.
Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue and continued.
Duan Feifei didn't speak any more, watching him while eating ice cream.
Jiang Kuo stopped making a sound, and his heart was quite calm when he was playing darts. At this moment, the noise over the ball table had slowly disappeared from his ears.
There is only the target in front of him and Duan Fei who is eating ice cream beside him.
He didn't look towards Duan Feifei, but when he met Duan Feifei's gaze, he would panic a little.
"Damn it, little friends!" Liu Fatty's voice came, "It's getting faster!"
"What!" a group of people shouted.
Jiang Kuo was unaffected and threw the last dart.
fifty points.
He raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Duan Feifei.
The dog thing actually took the plate that had been eaten up and fell asleep on the sofa.
"Fuck." Jiang Kuo walked up to him, stretched out his hand and snapped it on his forehead.
Duan Feifei jumped up and covered his forehead.
"Young hero is very good." Jiang Kuo smiled.
Duan Feifei heard the voice over there: "It's one o'clock?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo looked at his phone.
"This way, don't go back to the hotel." President Jiang, who has been playing billiards with others, put down his pole. "It's too late. If you go back to the hotel, you will fall asleep at two or three o'clock and won't be able to get up tomorrow."
"I cleaned up the guest room today." Aunt Liu said.
"Just rest at home, you have everything to wash and do," President Jiang said, "Jiang Kuo, please arrange it."
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
A group of people were already sleepy. When they heard this arrangement, they responded and followed Jiang Kuo to see the guest room.
At this time, I have to thank President Jiang. My mother didn't plan to stay in a guest room at the beginning. She said that no one wants to live in someone else's house these days, but President Jiang insisted on keeping one.
There is a guest room on the first floor and an elderly room. After the renovation, none of the four elderly people came to live there. They said that it was too uncomfortable to have no neighbors. , is Jiang Kuo's spare warehouse.
Just enough to get these guys out.
According to the usual habit of staying up late at 107, a group of people left a separate bed for Duan Feifei.
Jiang Kuo took Duan Feifei to the third floor.
When he got out of the elevator, Duan Feifei's shoes stumbled on the carpet, Jiang Kuo was startled, and quickly grabbed his elbow: "It's only a few meters away, don't fall here."
"I'm just sleepy," Duan Feifei said, "I'm too tired to drink."
"Blow it, you can go for a run when you don't sleep at four o'clock, but you can still go for a run at five o'clock," Jiang Kuo walked forward, "Are you sleepy now? When you're drunk, you fall asleep. Eyes on."
Duan Feifei didn't speak, and followed him happily.
"Drunk is drunk," Jiang Kuo opened the door of the small room and pointed to the next door, "The bathroom and toilet are here."
"Well." Duan Feifei entered the room.
"Just put the sofa down..." Before Jiang Kuo finished speaking, Duan Feifei had already walked over, fell on the sofa, and closed his eyes. He was stunned, "Duan Feifei?"
"Go and rest," Duan Feifei closed his eyes, "I don't have the ability to wash up now, I'll talk about it after a while."
"Oh." Jiang Kuo paused, turned and walked out, closing the door.
The light downstairs was still on, but no one was talking. After a night of trouble, everyone was sleepy, except for Jiang Lei, who had already gone to bed. Even Aunt Liu stayed up so late today. They all quickly entered a state of racing against time to go to bed.
Jiang Kuo was also very sleepy, but he still insisted on taking a bath.
When I came out of the shower, I found that I had washed up that little drowsiness.
He opened the door and looked over there, but he didn't hear anything, and it was estimated that Duan Feifei was still sleeping.
Back in the room, Jiang Kuo found out the headphones and put them on, played a song, and fell on the bed.
After a few stretches, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Still no drowsiness, but not fully awake, in a tangled state of neither being able to sleep nor being sleepy, all kinds of voices buzzing in my head, and chaotic images flashing across my eyes from time to time, as if fast-playing.
The scene of falling from the stairs alone was replayed at least a dozen times at double speed.
I don't know how long it took, Jiang Kuo sat up, took off his headphones, and found that the whole world was refreshing.
He is fully awake.
He got up and got out of bed, stood in the room for a while, then opened the door and walked out.
Duan Feifei should have gotten up to wash up. The door of the guard next to him was closed, but the lights in the small room were not connected to the door.
This man seemed to be struggling to wash up, and when he came back, he didn't even have the strength to turn off the lights and close the door.
Jiang Kuo walked to the door and looked inside.
Duan Feifei really lay on the sofa and slept like a waste of time.
He hesitated, reached out and knocked on the door twice.
Duan Feifei did not respond.
Jiang Kuo looked down at the time on his phone, it was three o'clock.
He put the phone back in his pocket and walked into the room.
He took a chair and sat beside the sofa.
When Duan Feifei woke up, he felt that people no longer had the dizziness after being drunk, and he was quite sober, so he could judge whether it should have appeared in the middle of the night.
However, when he removed the arm covering his eyes and prepared to get a glass of water to drink, he suddenly found someone next to him.
His eyes widened, and he didn't shout out, it was only because he was mentally strong.
When he saw that this person was Jiang Kuo, he was stunned.
Jiang Kuo sat on the chair next to him, with his legs on his knees, his arms on the armrest of the chair, his fingers on his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on him.
Since he opened his eyes and woke up, Jiang Kuo didn't move or move his eyes.
"Jiang Kuo?" Duan Feifei tried to call him, wondering if he was sleepwalking.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo responded.
"Damn," Duan Feifei sat up, "Are you awake?"
"Otherwise, am I a fish and sleep with my eyes open?" Jiang Kuo's posture remained the same, and he just looked at him like that.
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei asked softly.
"It's okay," Jiang Kuo said, "go to sleep."
"...How do I sleep?" Duan Feifei was stunned.
"How do you sleep just now, how do you sleep now." Jiang Kuo said.