Li Ying went out to make a phone call, her temper was obviously rising, she kept pouting, and she looked a little aggrieved.
Song Xiang took the lead in giving her cards, but was unable to stop her decline.
Everyone knows that it probably has something to do with that damn foreign aid.
Others did not lose, but Wang Fuxue made some guesses and looked outside several times.
Li Ying used the fire coverage tactic to the extreme, bombing when it came up, and destroying it after the bombing was done.
She doesn't want to rob the landlord anyway, she doesn't care about the life and death of the landlord and her teammates at all.
She looked down at her phone several times, but there was no response.
After waiting for a long time, the phone vibrated.
Lan Jingyu: "It's almost here, just carry it for a while."
She was stunned for a moment, a little unsure, "Are you here?"
There was no reply from the other side. After a while, a voice came from outside the tavern.
"Master Lan, please."
Everyone looked at each other and turned their heads at the same time.
Li Ying turned her head for a second, and her eyes were first attracted by Lan Jingyu's gray hair.
Has he changed his hair color?
Weird, but pretty good-looking.
Just as she was thinking about it, the man came in front of her and touched her cheek with the key, "You have such a bad temper? You hung up the phone before I even finished speaking."
It was a very natural touch, no different from before, without any ambiguity, and it didn't make her feel like she had crossed the line.
Li Ying was stunned for a moment, first heaving a sigh of relief, then feeling happy. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed a bunch of sizing eyes around him.
She quickly remembered that in the eyes of Yan Han and others, her relationship with Lan Jingyu was still in the hotel stage, and her face felt a little warm.
When Lan Jingyu sat over, she suppressed her embarrassment and quickly gave up her seat to him.
When Lan Shan saw this later, she saw more ghosts than others.
She knew her brother very well. Lan Jingyu was extremely particular about his hair. He would never leave the house until it was done well. He actually came out with a gray hair on his head.
Crazy.
"Here, who's here?" Lan Jingyu asked proactively.
Li Ying leaned against him and immediately felt confident, pointing to Yan Han across the way, "It's my father's turn! I've lost a lot, please help me win!"
Lan Jingyu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the complex expressions of everyone. He was completely stress-free. He placed his hand behind Li Ying and touched her neck. His movements were extremely natural and he said, "Shuffle the cards."
Li Ying breathed a sigh of relief, her annoyance dissipated.
She usually wouldn't be happy to shuffle the cards, but now she is quite happy.
Hurry up and start the game quickly. With Uncle Lan here, you have to win back whatever you dealt.
"You guys are all staring at me, it seems I have no grudge against you," Lan Jingyu said leisurely.
Yan Han: "There is no hatred and not much friendship."
Lan Jingyu leaned back, confident, "Based on friendship, no. But there is no other way. The master has invited me, so I won't come."
With that said, he handed out an invitation card.
Everyone looked at Song Xiang.
Song Xiang held his forehead, and it turned out to be Uncle Yu's handiwork.
Li Ying glanced at her, "Then why did you come?"
Lan Jingyu: "Traffic jam."
Yu Tianyu sneered, "It's really difficult for you to be stuck in traffic for four hours."
Lan Jingyu turned his head and looked at him with squinted eyes, pretending to look at him carefully.
"Young Master Yu, have we seen each other recently?"
He hissed, touched his chin, and said as if he suddenly realized something, "Oh, I remember, Master Yu went to my place to play two days ago."
He smiled broadly and continued: "The person named Youyou at the front desk often mentions you. Why hasn't he come recently? Is it because our service is not good?"