Cheng Tae-hee looked at Simon Westeros and Beautiful Li hugging each other intimately, feeling a little self-pitying that she would have to wait for a while. However, for a moment, the man over there pushed Beautiful Li away, looked here, and waved.

Is this a gesture to let them go?

Sung Tae-hee was still a little uncertain, and Angri had already patted her gently: "Let's go over."

He hurried over.

Because he did not dare to look at a man too much, his attention was on the two beauties. Li Damei was tall and looked like a little bird next to the man. Guan Damei seemed to be in a bad mood, but she could also see the obedience and flattery in her expression.

When he came closer, Cheng Tae-hee glanced at the familiar face that was almost everywhere, quickly lowered her head, bowed ninety degrees in English and said, "Hello, Mr. Westeros, I'm glad to see you." After saying that, he had been brewing many opening remarks in private, he suddenly realized, bowed his waist slightly straightened again, and added, "I, I am...my English name is Erica, you can call me Erica... "

After finishing the conversation with a stuttering difficulty, Cheng Tae-hee almost wanted to cry.

This opening was awful.

So he didn't even dare to stand up, and his eyes were patrolling the lawn, thinking that it would be great if he was an ostrich, and there would be another pile of sand in front of him.

Unfortunately, there isn't either.

But I saw the strange golf ball still at the feet of Li Damei again, so I could see it more clearly.

It seems... shiny.

Um?!

Recalling some details just now, Sung Tae-hee understood something. However, for some reason, this discovery made her feel a little guilty, her cheeks were hot, and even, for some reason, her legs were a little soft.

A male voice came from his ear: "Okay, come and play ball with me."

Sung Tae-hee is not sure again. Is this what she said to herself?

It was not until he was photographed by the female housekeeper next to him that Cheng Tae-hee quickly stood up, stepped forward a little, lowered her eyebrows and took the club handed over by the man. She remembered it, and glanced at the man quickly and said timidly: "Mr. Westeros, I, I don't know."

Laughing came.

It was the beautiful Li, with a little obvious mockery, followed by the other party's voice, clumsy English: "Simon, is she Japanese?"

Cheng Tae-hee has become accustomed to the sarcasm that Chen Qing often appears. What's more, not to mention the man in front of her, even the two beauties, she has no psychological advantage. She only has a small thought in her heart that she wants to refute a sentence, and she quickly disappears on her own.

Don't dare.

A little aggrieved, my nose is sour.

Seeing that Li Damei said and approached again, Simon hugged his arm, and looked a little alert to Cheng Tae-hee, reached out to pat the woman's slender waist, and said, "You and Rosa are going back first, I have something to talk to Ellie."

Li Damei reluctantly hugged the man tighter again and said coquettishly: "Simon, it's time for entertainment now, and you and her should have nothing to do with each other, right?"

Simon was too lazy to explain, so he raised his hand and patted the woman somewhere: "Obe obedient."

Beauty Li immediately shut her mouth.

At this time, Beautiful Guan walked forward. Cheng Tae-hee, who was still hanging her head, saw the other party picking up the golf ball, and then muttering that was about to fall into the man's ear, followed by Beautiful Li's coquettishness. Cheng Tae-hee quickly hung her head lower.

Again, I look forward to a pile of sand on the ground.

Then, I heard the beautiful Li respectfully say to the butler: "Ms. Davis, can someone drive the electric car over?"

The female butler agreed in a warm voice: "Of course, Miss Li, please wait."

After a while, the waitress who had just driven them to drive the electric car over. Li Damei was rubbing her way around and didn't get in the car. She hugged the man's neck intimately and kissed him, asking, "Simon, it's noon soon. What do you want to eat? I'll watch them do it myself?"

"Jinge just arranges this kind of thing."

"Then can we still have a meal together at noon?"

"You eat it yourself, I want to entertain guests. OK, be good."

"Then I'll wait for you tonight."

Realizing the man's impatience, Meili Li didn't dare to pester him anymore. Finally, she said something and turned around and got on the electric car. Meili Guan also obediently stepped forward and hugged the man, but she didn't say nonsense and got in the car together.

Cheng Tae-hee secretly glanced over and saw that the two women were not sitting in a straight position. Li Damei, who was found to have a sneak peek, glared at her fiercely, and then quickly lowered her eyes.

Finally, the female housekeeper greeted her boss and got on the electric car.

Soon, there were only two left here, Simon and Sung Tae-hee.

Seeing that the woman was still looking like a quail, Simon gestured to several beautiful female calves not far away, and soon drove an electric car over there.

After picking the golf club in Cheng Tae-hee's hand and handing it to the caddy, Simon hugged the woman and said, "Let's go, since we don't want to play basketball, let's go to the shooting range to play guns."

When Cheng Tae-hee heard Simon say this, she thought she was unhappy about him. She was about to explain that her body had already arrived at the electric car with the man's strength. Then, she felt that she was being picked up and soon got on the electric car.

Simon Westeros was sitting in the seat, sitting on the man's lap, holding her body in a pair of big hands, and the oncoming masculine aura made her lose any strength in an instant.

The electric car starts.

Simon held the fragrance, lowered his head and kissed the woman's round oval face, with a gentle tone: "Don't be so unconfident, you have more charm than you imagined."

Cheng Tae-hee was electrocuted by a man's kiss and became even more powerless. When she heard Simon's words, she felt happy again and looked up shyly: "Really?"

"certainly."

Seeing the man confirming, Cheng Tae-hee recovered some confidence. After a moment of thinking about something, she didn't dare to look up, but whispered: "Mr. Westeros, if you want to continue playing golf, I can..." She paused at this point, blushed and added in a low voice: "...You can do whatever you want."

Simon smiled and said, "You are now my prey, of course I can do whatever I want."

Sung Tae-hee never thought about resisting: "Yeah."

"So I'm going to play with guns now, you can accompany me."

Sung Tae-hee nodded again: "Yes."

"You just know how to be huh?"

"Ah...oh, of course, of course not."

"Tell me how to speak Korean. I know a lot of languages, but Korean just doesn't happen to be."

Korean?!

This is good at myself!

Sung Tae-hee immediately found confidence, looked at the man, and asked, "Mr. Westeros, what do you want to learn... to say?"

“How do you say golf in Korean?”

Sung Tae-hee blushed again and gave a pronunciation.

Simon imitated a sentence and smiled, "It seems to be like English."

"It's true that golf originated in the West."

"So, how do you write it in Korean?"

How to write it?

Cheng Tae-hee looked around and saw the man spreading his palm in front of her, raised his little hand knowingly, stretched out his index finger to gesture in the man's palm, feeling the slight friction between the skin, and being electrocuted again, she couldn't help but think that his hands were so big that compared to his own hands were like children.

The other side.

Compared with the warm and harmonious relationship between Simon and Sung Tae-hee, the two beauties are not calm.
Chapter completed!