Adhering to the principle of ladies first, Cheyenne was the first to hit the ball.
"Miss Lawrence, you may begin." Sam stood aside, holding his own cue stick while casually wiping the table with a handkerchief.
He has a cleanliness obsession and will always wipe the surrounding objects before going anywhere.
Cheyenne's lips twitched as she looked at the spot she had just touched. Without hesitation, she picked up her own stick.
Bending down, she struck a very beautiful and alluring pose.
From this angle, Sam can see her slender neck and delicate collarbone, with two thin white straps lightly resting on her thin shoulders.
He suddenly felt that the air was a bit hot and dry.
This was the first time he had realized that women could be so beautiful, his face turned red and he avoided looking at her.
With one stroke, the number eight ball hit the middle of the white ball. The round ball hit the table and formed a refraction angle of about fourteen or fifteen degrees before finally hitting the red ball.
The red ball smoothly fell into the bag.
The first ball, perfect to the extreme.
Cheyenne stood up and patted her own hand, smiling proudly. "It's been long since I lass play the billiards, but I still play well. One million on you, Master Sam."
Sam remained indifferent, and with an elegant smile, he said, "Miss Lawrence, it's too early to say you earn one million from me. Watch my show."
Sam took off his black suit jacket, revealing his strong and lean physique underneath, which was even more handsome than the male models in magazines.
Her flirtatious eyes were fixed on Sam, who felt a bit helpless and said, "Miss Lawrence, could you not stare at me? I get shy."
She whistled at him like a rascal, with mischievous and charming eyes.
"Why can't I stare at you? Master Sam, your physique is very good, even better than a model. Don't be stingy, I'm just looking and I won't touch it."
Sam adjusted his posture, with his slender limbs forming an extremely beautiful profile as he bent over the desk, exuding a regal air like that of a prince.
At the same time, he talked to her, "Miss Lawrence, are you referring to the models in clothing advertisements in newspapers?"
"No, I mean naked men in adult movies," she spoke so directly.
"Puff..."
His hand trembled, making him nearly make a mistake on his first stroke; he looked up at her with sweat on his forehead. "Miss Lawrence, you really scared me."
Cheyenne didn't mind it at all, she crossed her arms and looked at him with bright, clear eyes. "What's the big deal? We're all adults here, no need to pretend; it's normal to talk about some intimate topics."
The man chuckled, "No wonder you overwhelm Mr. Foley can't."
She was just too outstanding and too wild!
Just as they were talking, Kelvin arrived.
As Kelvin entered the hall, he immediately spotted Cheyenne laughing and joking with his friend while playing pool.
She was sitting on the pool table with a cue stick in one hand propped against the ground, her two slender and beautiful legs swinging under the table.
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