Sweetheart kneeled on the bed, his heart pounding.

Situ Qinglang had the coin spread in his palm. At this moment, in the eyes of sweetheart, the coin was so sacred that it could not be more sacred. Its importance is simply comparable to Qinglang's life!

"Come on, rock-scissors." Situ Qinglang clenched the coin tightly, and his palms were sweating.

Sweetheart was also very nervous. On the one hand, she was looking forward to winning over Qinglang. On the other hand, she was worried that she would throw out the unfavorable side of Qinglang. At that time, she would definitely hate herself to death. She hoped that the operation would go smoothly.

"Scissors Stone Cloth—"

"Scissors Stone Cloth—"

In the middle of the night, a young couple knelt on the bed with a rock-scissors. Those who didn't know thought they would play a punishment game.

But unfortunately, Tang Xin and Qinglang were so tacit. The two of them made the same every time they made it. They guessed it exactly the same for six consecutive times.

"This..." Sweetheart tilted her head on the quilt, "We don't guess we'll go tomorrow morning, right?"

"The last time, if it's the same, I'll throw a coin!" Situ Qinglang was simply decisive. He really couldn't stand this kind of thing affecting sweetheart's sleeping time.

"Listen to you!" Sweetheart cheered up, "Scissors Stone--"

Situ Qinglang wanted to come up with scissors, but he shook his fake move, and when he stretched out his two fingers, he suddenly changed to stretch out his five fingers.

Sweetheart is well-trained and has extremely fast eyes. Of course, it can be seen that Situ Qinglang is shaking her, so she quickly came out with scissors.

Unexpectedly, Qinglang's movements were faster. When he was about to settle the score, he clenched his fists and punched him. After this quick switch, the sweetheart, who was originally going to win, lost directly. The sweetheart was stunned.

Her reaction was already fast enough! Qinglang, what kind of hand speed is this?

"I won." Situ Qinglang let out a long sigh. At the critical moment, he still didn't want to give this choice to Tianxin. He was afraid that Tianxin would feel guilty for it for the rest of his life.

"Well, you can toss the coin." Sweetheart breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Situ Qinglang was confused for a few moments and said, "You have the right to decide whether one game determines the outcome or three games determines the outcome."

"One round." Sweetheart said decisively. She was already very tortured. If she continued to struggle like this, she was afraid that she would collapse.

"Okay, listen to you, then I'll throw it." Situ Qinglang took a deep breath.

Sweetheart was so nervous that she suffocated. She felt that she might have been tortured to death by the child or exhausted by Qinglang's surgery, and she was about to be scared to death first!

The silver coin flipped several times in the air, and seemed to poke a hole in the ceiling. Fortunately, it fell in time. Situ Qinglang closed his slender hands and slapped the coin in his palm.

The time to determine destiny has come.

Sweetheart looked expectant and opened her mouth wide to look at him. She looked like a hungry beast. Situ Qinglang glanced at her and almost laughed out loud by her dull and focused look.

"I don't have cat food in my hand, so why do you feel your saliva is going to flow down?" He smiled, unable to help but want to make the tense atmosphere relaxed.

"Don't change the subject!" Sweetheart shut up seriously, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you now, I want to see the result!"

"Okay." Situ Qinglang was helpless, "Do you need me to bring the oxygen cylinder first?"

"Hurry up!" Sweetheart is furious!

"This is a fierce person. Isn't it just a guess of a coin? Seeing you like this, I'll just eat it and forget it."

Situ Qinglang was also very nervous, and his hands were trembling indescribable.

"Run!" Sweetheart covered her chest, "Run, if I don't turn it on, I might be suffocated to death!"
Chapter completed!