"When you swing the club, aim a little bit more!"
"Yes, just like that! Yes!"
"Move your body slightly to the side!"
Celeste Sterling guided Summer Ford leisurely, his expression even quite relaxed.
Summer Ford had no idea what he was doing, but she could tell Celeste Sterling had no extra thoughts about her.
As long as neither of the two had those kinds of thoughts, getting along would generally be more comfortable, and more relaxed.
Summer Ford didn't think about Ethan Laurent and played harmoniously with Celeste Sterling.
Ethan Laurent watched the scene coldly, his gaze seeming even heavier.
Celeste Sterling only felt the pressure on the court drop significantly in an instant.
With the corner of his eye, he glanced at Ethan Laurent, who was getting closer, then at Summer Ford beside him. As Ethan was about to approach, Celeste Sterling casually wrapped his arm around Summer Ford and headed off the court.
