Bab 28: The collapsed Qin Ruohan
Chen Liuhe completely ignored this matter, with no intention of elaborating, just smiling lightly: Was my charm instantly overwhelming? Isn't my figure too perfect?
Qin Ruohan then noticed that under the dense scars, there was an extremely perfect body. It seemed that every muscle on Chen Liuhe's body was so powerful.
His body was not as bulky and intimidating as those muscular bodybuilders, but the lines were extremely clear and distinct. The two chest muscles were not large but very solid, and the eight abdominal muscles were even more well-defined. Even his waist, ribs, shoulders, and arms all had muscular lines full of explosive power, giving a strong sense of impact.
Although Chen Liuhe's figure was not as impactful as those terrifying bodybuilders, Qin Ruohan was sure that anyone who saw Chen Liuhe's figure would think of it as violently beautiful!
She didn't think that Chen Liuhe's strength would be inferior to those muscular bodybuilding maniacs. You have to know, Chen Liuhe is a freak who can punch with a force of 1091 pounds!
If she knew that 1091 pounds was not Chen Liuhe's full strength, what would she think?
"What have you been through?" Qin Ruohan asked again with a dull expression.
Chen Liuhe smiled lightly and said, "Put away your curiosity. Things that shouldn't be known by you are best left unexplored."
Qin Ruohan pursed her lips, somewhat unwillingly said, "I won't ask. What's so great about it? "As she spoke, she suppressed the ripples in her heart, picked up the cue stick, leaned over the pool table, and was about to start a new game.
"Even if you're amazing, so what? Today, I'll still beat you bare-assed. If you surrender now, I might be merciful and let you keep your underwear," Qin Ruohan threatened.
Chen Liuhe responded with just two words: "Break shot."
Whether it was Qin Ruohan's inner unrest or something else, this time, the break shot didn't pocket any balls. Chen Liuhe approached the table with a very standard posture.
Snap! Stroke, the cue ball smoothly pocketed.
Chen Liuhe didn't want to take off his pants, so he started to take it a bit more seriously. Those familiar with Chen Liuhe knew that when he got serious, it was terrifying no matter what he did, always exceptionally terrifying!
For the next period of time, Chen Liuhe staged a magnificent reversal for Qin Ruohan, demonstrating the key points of stability, accuracy, and fierceness to the fullest. Any ball he aimed at, no matter how difficult, would accurately go in.
Two balls, in particular, had difficulty levels that even Qin Ruohan thought impossible to pocket, yet Chen Liuhe skillfully sunk them in. The whole process could only be described with one word: satisfying, without any dragging.
Qin Ruohan looked at Chen Liuhe in disbelief, unable to believe what she was seeing. Chen Liuhe's level, is he a professional player?
No, even professional players occasionally make mistakes, but watching Chen Liuhe play, one could deeply feel a sense of stability, a stability that was commanding.
With the final black eight ball pocketed, Chen Liuhe gave Qin Ruohan a look that said, "It's up to you now," angering her to the point where she almost cursed out loud. She gritted her teeth and said, "Chen Liuhe, you fraud, are you pretending to be weak and then acting strong?"
"Hey, Manager Qin, where did this come from?" Chen Liuhe innocently asked with a smile.
"You really can't play? I think you have at least the level of a professional player, right?" Qin Ruohan said angrily, feeling like she was being played.
Chen Liuhe rolled his eyes. "I don't seem to have ever said that I can't play, have I? Miss Qin, even if you can't afford to lose, don't come up with such lame excuses. Understand the concept of gambling?"
"You!" Qin Ruohan was furious, then snorted heavily, "Who can't afford to lose? So what if I take off my clothes? "As she spoke, Qin Ruohan unbuttoned her suit jacket, took off the suit, revealing the white, slightly transparent shirt underneath to Chen Liuhe.
In the bright light, you could faintly see the pink bra restraining her impressive bosom. Luckily, they were playing in a private room, otherwise, this beautiful boss would really have shown herself off to the public and the staff.
"Feeling proud of yourself?" It was just a tie in the first round, you were just lucky. I don't believe you're lucky every time." Qin Ruohan, unwilling to accept defeat, said. She couldn't believe that Chen Liuhe, this freak of strength, could be so dominant in the field of billiards.
But the fact proved that Chen Liuhe's freakishness was so incomprehensible. If Qin Ruohan could still touch the ball in the second game, then in the third game where Chen Liuhe broke, Qin Ruohan didn't even have a chance to play.
She stared in astonishment as Chen Liuhe cleared the table in one shot.
"Strip," Chen Liuhe smirked.
Qin Ruohan's face turned red with anger, her eyes full of stubbornness. She still refused to believe that she was completely crushed by Chen Liuhe in her strongest field.
Without saying a word, Qin Ruohan kicked off her high heels, revealing her exquisite bare feet, with ten toes beautifully painted with purple patterns, exuding charm.
"Is this okay?" Chen Liuhe looked at Qin Ruohan speechlessly.
Qin Ruohan stared, confidently saying, "The shoes are still on my feet, why wouldn't it be okay?"
Chen Liuhe shrugged indifferently. In his opinion, this woman couldn't act willful. Because tonight, this woman couldn't possibly win against him, and in the end, she would only end up bare-assed.
Joking aside, if it was something he wasn't sure about, how could Chen Liuhe agree? Although he had not received professional training in this area, for him, billiards were simply about two things: controlling power and the precision of hitting the ball.
These two points were too simple for this freak. Five years ago, Chen Liuhe won a lot of money from a few semi-professional players on the billiards table. How could he be afraid of Qin Ruohan, a little girl?
"Continue?" Chen Liuhe smiled and asked.
Break! Qin Ruohan's face was gloomy, full of stubbornness.
However, this game had astonishing similarities to the last. Qin Ruohan still didn't even have a chance to play.
"Now let's see what you take off," Chen Liuhe said with a smirk.
Qin Ruohan bit her lip forcefully, hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and turned around. She reached into her shirt, struggling to find something.
Just when Chen Liuhe had no idea what she was up to, in his shocked expression, she pulled out a seductive pink bra from the collar. The cup size was definitely a D.
It was only now that Chen Liuhe could see clearly. The bra was adorned with lotus flowers, not orchids.
His gaze drifted over Qin Ruohan's body. Even Chen Liuhe, with his strong self-control, couldn't help but swallow. At this moment, Qin Ruohan was simply too tempting.
In the slightly transparent shirt, her large breasts lost the restraint of the bra, appearing unrestrained. You could vaguely see a piece of white flesh trembling gently. Even with Qin Ruohan's hands covering her chest, Chen Liuhe found a suitable angle, peeking at a slight protrusion on the shirt, so pink and tender it made one's blood boil.
"What are you looking at? Have you seen enough? Look any longer and I'll gouge your eyeballs out," Qin Ruohan's flushed face was like it was about to drip water, she felt extremely wronged at this moment, only a stubbornness in her heart kept her from shedding tears.
This was the first time in her life that she had been so miserable in front of a man, so embarrassed that she had no place to hide, and also the first time she had been so unrestrained in front of a man.
Chen Liuhe shook his head, tentatively asked, "Continue?"
"Continue!" Qin Ruohan almost shouted. She was unwilling to accept defeat, unwilling to accept that she had lost so thoroughly in these three games, not even touching a ball. She was unwilling, and even more so, she didn't want to see Chen Liuhe's smug look.
"But this time, let me break!" Qin Ruohan insisted, without giving Chen Liuhe a chance to object. As she moved, the two jumping jade balls in her shirt shook even more violently. The two tender pink buds were proudly erect. Without the restraint of a bra, her towering chest surprisingly showed no signs of sagging.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Ruohan leaned over the table, her large breasts pressing against it. Perhaps due to her unsettled mind, her start was tragic, failing to pocket a single ball.
Qin Ruohan's face turned pale, and Chen Liuhe sighed, taking over the table. Every shot he made was as steady as a rock. As each ball went into the pocket, Qin Ruohan's face became increasingly ugly. In the end, tears welled up in her eyes.
Chen Liuhe was not moved by Qin Ruohan's pitiful appearance. With the final black ball pocketed, he put down the cue stick and calmly looked at Qin Ruohan.
For him, facing an opponent, he never knew what pity was, whether on the battlefield or elsewhere. In his eyes, Qin Ruohan was too proud, such a woman deserved to be knocked down.
Chen Liuhe had reason to believe that if he were inferior today, he would also be humiliated by Qin Ruohan.
Since it was a gamble, there would inevitably be winners and losers!
"Now what? Are you going to take off your underwear? Chen Liuhe calmly lit a cigarette, teasing.
Qin Ruohan grabbed her shirt tightly, tears streaming down her face. She cried out, "Chen Liuhe, you bastard, what skill is there in bullying a woman like this? You're nothing but a scoundrel, why do you have the right to bully me like this!"
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