Chapter 272: Chapter 272: Tenderly Gazing at Her

“Position your body straight, relax your shoulders.”

Bo Tingshen instructed from behind her, and Ye Xian did as told.

“Step out with your right foot, extend the bowling ball forward, the ball and body should form a 90deg angle, keep your shoulders level…”

Bo Tingshen moved behind her and touched her shoulder, prompting Ye Xian to immediately level her shoulders.

“Your left foot, can’t you tell left from right?”

Bo Tingshen kicked her left foot, making Ye Xian’s eyes widen in disbelief. Isn’t this too much? Teach if you must, but using hands is one thing, feet are another. Isn’t this an insult?

Ye Xian quickly switched feet.

“Step forward with your right foot, let the ball swing back.”

Right foot again?

Which is it, the left foot or the right foot?

As Ye Xian wondered, her right foot got kicked again.

She turned slightly irritated to give him a look.

“Focus, look down the lane.”

Ye Xian: “…”

“Extend your arm straight, swing it directly back.”

Ye Xian began swinging.

“The arc doesn’t need to be so big, don’t end up throwing yourself out again.”

Ye Xian: “…” Can we please not bring up that embarrassing golf incident again?

“Slide your left foot out while you gently release the ball from your hand.”

Ye Xian: “?” Maybe it’s true what they say, theoretical knowledge can kill you. What’s the connection between sliding out the left foot and releasing the ball with the hand? She could release it without sliding.

While Ye Xian hesitated, a scent that was a mix of faint agarwood and male pheromones invaded her nostrils.

Bo Tingshen leaned over, his large palm covering her small hand holding the ball, guiding her hand-by-hand, his lips mere inches from her pale ear.

In this position, Ye Xian could feel the warm and dominant body of the man pressed against her back, the airflow around her ear circulating slowly; it was undoubtedly the stance of a jungle predator!

Ye Xian tensed up slightly, like a quail caught by a predator, daring not to move a muscle.

“CEO, is this okay now?”

“Don’t bend your arm, so clumsy.”

The man’s rich and magnetic voice clearly reached her from beside her ear.

Ye Xian’s body stiffened, “President Bo, I suspect you’re not really trying to teach me bowling, but have ulterior motives.”

Upon her words, Bo Tingshen’s grip on her hand tightened and his breathing became slightly uneven, “What?”

Ye Xian turned and, with a mix of grievance and pitiful accusation, she said, “You just want to take this opportunity to hit me, scold me, insult my character, trample on my dignity!”

Bo Tingshen’s breathing normalized, and he pushed her head with one hand, “Focus, and throw!”

“Hey, wait–”

There was no waiting; propelled by his strength, the rubber ball flew swiftly from her hands.

Ye Xian watched the path of the ball with nervous anticipation.

“Bang–”

Another perfect strike!

The waiters in the bowling alley burst into sincere and admiring cheers!

Looking at all the pins that had fallen, the victory and joy instantaneously washed away the beating and insult she had just felt. She turned to the man beside her with exhilaration, “President Bo, I got a strike! A strike on my very first try!”

When the young man smiled, his cheeks revealed a pair of shallow dimples, filled with the ripples of a spring, his eyes curved like the bright moon, radiating a dazzling glow. His thick and dark lashes fluttered like the shadows of the moon, with each bit of laughter rising to the tips of his eyebrows and then sinking to the corners of his mouth, dazzling and enchanting.

Bo Tingshen gazed at her, his eyes lingering on her lips before sinking into the depths of his own.

The waiters who had fled in alarm from the restroom walked into the bowling alley and witnessed this scene–

President Bo, holding… a man, and that man!

Looking at him with tender affection?!