Zhu Yaoyao immediately said, "It's all a show. Maybe you're going to be angry on purpose. You didn't see him raising his eyes, and Mr. Huo asked the private room to extinguish the cigarette. Isn't this looking at your stomach?"

Yeah?

Wen Ning really admires Zhu Yaoyao's words of deadness.

"San Sister-in-law, are you going to the table with me?" Huo Ling greeted.

The cold man sat on the sofa, drinking the wine handed over by the beauty, his eyes were blank.

Wen Ning was inexplicably angry and sat down and played cards with Huo Ling.

After the second game, Huo Ling stood up, "Third Brother, I have three urgent needs. Please come and help me with a fight?"

"..." If Wen Ning didn't realize that this was a cover, she would be in vain for her IQ.

The little hands tightened.

But she saw the man Zhuoran get up and he walked over.

When his perfect body sat down opposite him, Wen Ning felt his breathing stagnation, as if he was surrounded by his breath.

At this time, Zhu Yaoyao stood behind Wen Ning in a sneaky manner.

At the beginning of the third game, the man played cards. It was Wen Ning's turn. She was about to play with her little hand, and Zhu Yaoyao immediately took the lead and beat the other one out.

"This one is good!"

Wen Ning looked at the card and said that he was almost giving away the heads of the few small numbers. She glared at Zhu Yaoyao: Blind?

From this game, Zhu Yaoyao caused trouble. Wen Ning didn't know that it was because of the man's superb card skills, so she lost miserably.

Zhu Yaoyao Youyou joked, "Did Mr. L do it on purpose? He really suppressed us Ningning!"

"Have I suppressed her?" The man finally looked up and gave Wen Ning the first time tonight.

It was obviously a very cold tone, but the pronunciation was low, and those words were full of imagination.

Pressing her...a red roar appeared in Wen Ning's ears.

When she saw Huo Ling come back, she immediately said, "I won't fight."

Zhu Yaoyao: "You lost so much and won't beat me? Why do I have a friend like you?"

"How much did Miss Wen lose?" Huo Ling picked up the account book and raised his eyebrows, "Miss Wen, you lost five million to your third brother."

What?

Wen Ning didn’t know that this was a grand game, and she only had one million yuan in one game. How could she have that much money!

Looking at the fun in front of everyone, she was a little panicked and turned to look at Zhu Yaoyao, "It's all you, do you have a credit card?"

Zhu Yaoyao immediately turned his back on his face, "I don't have money! You lost to him, so you can ask your third brother for love, maybe you will be spared."

Wen Ning looked at the man with watery eyes.

The man's face was as quiet as a man, and he seemed to have no room for negotiation.

She didn't want to beg him either, she wanted to distinguish between each other. Now he was right to do this. She felt a little uncomfortable and didn't want to lose her self-esteem.

"Oh, go and say something nice." Zhu Yaoyao pushed the little quail forward.

Wen Ning was pushed to the man. Before he could speak, he was pushed again. Wen Ning couldn't stand steadily and fell directly into the man's arms.

"What are you doing?" She glared at her friend.

"Ah I was accidentally!"

The man didn't move, and his long legs caught her soft curve.

His breath quickly wrapped around Wen Ning, and it was tough. Wen Ning could see a warm chest at a glance, under the clean and pleasant shirt.

She was still stunned, facing him coldly, and blushing and stupid.

This silly look is not like the one that was not likable just now, it is a bit cute.

The man saw that little hand grabbed his shirt.

His eyes darkened a few inches, and he mocked her with a stern face, "Is it because I can't stand it, is it because I like the thigh that many women have sat on?"

Wen Ning came back to his senses and was so embarrassed that he wanted to stand up.

His face darkened, but his strong arms were surrounded by the little woman without any trace, and he reached forward to play cards.

"..." What does this mean? Wen Ning was frozen in his chest, and his skin was burned red with thin milk, and there was no gap in ambiguousness.

Zhu Yaoyao smiled like an aunt.

A man next to him was joking, "The third brother is so romantic that he looks like he is playing cards with a beauty in his arms. He is so cool!"

"No, look, I have all the energy and are invincible."

"Don't get angry, haha."

Wen Ning arched into a small shrimp in his arms. It was obviously not like that, and her face was full of redness.

She moved in a hurry to pee.

The man looked down at her.

With so many people, Wen Ning couldn't say loudly, and hesitated, and finally he could only attach himself to his ear, and said incredibly embarrassedly, "I want to pee."

She was anxious, so she said it straightforward.

The word "peechable" falls into the man's ears, especially his lacquer eyes staring at her gentle and beautiful face.

The man suddenly felt a little distracted.

He asked intentionally, "What did you say?"

Wen Ning held his neck back and had to get closer to him again and said angrily, "I'm really anxious to pee."

The man hooked his thin lips and his strong arms loosened.

Wen Ning ran away.

When she came out of the bathroom, she was stunned when she saw that there was no one in the house!

The mahjong ended, and even Zhu Yaoyao and Huo Ling were gone.

The tall man stood by the window with a cigarette between his sexy fingers.

Seeing her come out, he extinguished.

"Where are they? Where have they all gone?"

He walked over, looked at her indifferently, curled his lips slightly sarcastically, "Isn't this your trick? Joining good friends, hard-working tricks, beauty tricks, or--"

The man trapped her on the wall with his arm and said with a cold brow, "Do you like playing this kind of game of hard-to-get, young grandma?"

His sudden air conditioning made Wen Ning stunned, "Mr. L, what are you talking about?"

"I didn't allow it that night. Now I have any plans to seduce me again?" He suppressed a gloom.

Wen Ning knew that he had misunderstood when he heard that he was so sarcastic.

Tonight, Zhu Yaoyao was all the tricks, and he just held her to play cards, obviously just following her "acting" and not taking advantage of it.

Suddenly, Wen Ning felt very uncomfortable, and he also turned his little face away and explained lightly, "I have no plan to seduce you. I lost the game during the day and am already very depressed. I don't want to make a fight for myself tonight."

She was in a lonely mood.

But the man misunderstood. Is he going to argue with her now?

How many days has this little thing not in sight made him angry? She is so good that she will not give in and coax him, and she will still make arguing?

He was holding a sense of suffocation in his chest, and he sneered coldly, "If you lose the game, you will be like this. Isn't it normal for you to lose? The subject is still my tutoring. I am young and conceited. I don't know how much he has. There are many people in this world, what are you Wen Ning?"

Wen Ning heard the silence for a while, she was arrogant? Haha, does he know her past very well?

She smiled coldly, "I am not the old man, and I didn't say I can't lose. But if you don't know the overall situation, don't speculate without authorization. I'm not losing normally! Of course, I don't expect to get comfort from you."

Wen Ning felt disappointed. She didn't want to say anything more. She opened the door and rushed into the elevator.

Obviously, Zhu Yaoyao heard their conversation.

The man inside walked out coldly, paused, frowned and asked Huo Ling, "What's going on today's jewelry competition?"
Chapter completed!