These too frank words made Liao Qingqing bury her little head in the milk tea even more shyly. As for Han Muqing, a dim light flashed in her eyes, and her unhurried voice meant something: "Don't worry, Zhen Ying.

This time it was just an accident where someone tampered with things. Brother, I must pay attention next time."

Someone tampered with it.

Everyone present generally knew who this person was.

Qu Xiaojue was stuffed with a mouthful of milk tea, and he didn't really like the sweet and greasy feeling.

He raised his hand and pinched Liu Zhenying's face in retaliation, and then cast his gaze on Si Ting's face, which had remained calm throughout the whole process. His narrow eyes contained an unknown expression, and he spoke slowly: "Since we are together again,

Now that we have four people together, why not do a few rounds? My dear girl is waiting for me to win back all her chips."

"Okay." Si Ting was the first to respond, still in the same indifferent and distant tone: "Let's see who among the four of us is better at playing."

Just like that, Liao Qingqing and Xuejiao were both sitting in the audience.

A new round of mahjong game officially begins.

At first, Liu Zhenying could still sit still, nestled in Qu Xiaojue's arms, holding the milk tea with his plain white fingers, looking around with warm apricot eyes, as well-behaved as a little breast in his master's arms.

Like a cat, but then...

With her hot chest pressing against her back and the warm air still on in the box, she moved unnaturally and whispered, "Can you stop hugging me?"

"What? Is it hot?"

"kindness."

Hearing this, he had no intention of letting her go. Without saying a word, he helped her take off her little coat, then touched another mahjong piece in a half-hug position, and smiled softly: "It's not hot now.

Bar."

Without the barrier of his coat, Liu Zhenying could more clearly feel the gentle heat radiating from Qu Xiaojue's body, which was simply treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.

She flattened her red lips in dissatisfaction and muttered: "You are so annoying."

But his black eyes narrowed slightly, looking at her red lips opening and closing close at hand, suppressing the urge to kiss her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you still want to earn back all the chips?"

She nodded without hesitation: "I think so."

"Then be good and don't move." He touched the top of her hair with his big palm, and then pushed the card in front of him in the next second: "Self-touch, three dark engravings, sixteen numbers."

One family eats three.

This is a huge profit.

Qu Xiaojue put all the colorful chips handed over by the other three people into Liu Zhenying's hands. Looking at the increasingly charming and bright smile on her face, he rubbed her cheek with his fingers and teased: "I still don't like it now."

Is it hot for me?"

"It's not hot anymore. How can I be hot if my fiancé is so powerful?"

It was really a straightforward and clumsy compliment. Liu Zhenying counted the chips and didn't even look at Qu Xiaojue.

But he still couldn't suppress the slight curve of his lips, and a low laugh escaped from his throat: "Little liar."

In the previous round, except for the occasional conversation between Liu Zhenying and Qu Xiaojue, almost no one spoke at the card table, and everyone in the box was quiet.

It wasn't until Si Ting started to mess around that he slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of amusement floating in his eyes: "Mr. Han, I heard that your car was sent for maintenance two days ago."

"Yeah." Thinking of the collision with Si Jia Sikong, Han Muqing didn't want to talk to him anymore and casually dismissed it: "There was indeed a small accident."

"Mr. Han has had quite a lot of car accidents recently."

"Maybe it's bad luck."

"Really?" Si Ting's attitude couldn't tell what he meant. He just threw out a piece of south wind and slowly drank the tea next to him: "Was the accident two days ago public or private? I don't know if I hit you.
Chapter completed!