Chapter 74 Mu Zhao fell asleep at the gaming table
Zhao Wei paused while counting the cards, and all the cards in his hand were turned over.
He glanced at the turned cards, then looked up at Mu Zhao, his expression even colder.
Mu Zhao looked towards him, Zhao Wei looked at her coldly and lowered his head to count the cards.
Mu Zhao said "Tsk~", how much does this guy hate others being late?
Their friendship, which was strong yesterday, was gone.
Mu Zhao turned to talk to the enthusiastic No. 4, "I don't know your name yet."
"My name is Meng Feifan, you can just call me Feifan." Meng Feifan said enthusiastically.
"I'd better call you Brother Meng, it's so cordial."
"Okay, okay...Brother Zhao, let's go play Pai Gow together."
Mu Zhao kind of forgot, she said: "You play first, I'll watch for a while."
"Okay" Meng Feifan rubbed his hands excitedly and went to a table.
Mu Zhao watched a few games and felt that it was easy to memorize the cards, but it was too difficult to combine them to win.
She felt that this was not something she could learn, and the more she looked at it, the more confused she became, so she supported her face with one hand, slowly closed her eyes... and fell asleep.
Meng Feifan and others were originally very nervous. They felt that having a master like Zhao Mu around them put them under great pressure.
After giving two more blows, Meng Feifan adjusted his smile and looked at Mu Zhao, only to see that she was asleep.
Meng Feifan: "?"
He was a little unbelievable.
How can you still fall asleep at the gambling table?
The other three people at the table noticed that something was wrong with him and followed his gaze. When they saw Mu Zhao sleeping, their expressions were a little unbelievable.
They gathered together and discussed in low voices: "Is it because our skills are so poor that Mr. Zhao finds life boring?"
"Maybe...but I think I'm okay."
"No, Mr. Zhao is like this, it must be because we did not meet his expectations, so he is disappointed."
Meng Feifan looked in the direction of Zhao Wei.
Zhao Wei happened to look over.
The two people's eyes met, and Meng Feifan felt a chill running down his spine.
He hissed softly, then sat up straight and raised his chin.
The meaning is obvious, what are you trying to do to me now? You were the one who said the cold words to me in the first place.
Zhao Wei seemed to understand what he meant, and turned his eyes to Mu Zhao, but he only glanced lightly, then lowered his head and continued counting cards.
Meng Feifan also withdrew his gaze and whispered to the others: "Let's continue."
This continued for most of the day. When Mu Zhao opened his eyes, he faced a hazy lantern.
Mu Zhao rubbed his eyes, "Is it getting dark?"
"Yes," Meng Feifan's lively voice sounded, and then Meng Feifan's smiling face appeared above Mu Zhao's head.
Mu Zhao felt that Meng Feifan didn't look like much at first glance, but he still looked good when he smiled.
She also smiled and said, "Have I slept for so long?"
"Well, the bet is over."
"Bet?" Mu Zhao paused and sat up straight.
She looked at the empty gambling tables around her in shock, "Yes, I came to play Pai Gow. Why did I fall asleep? It's over?! Have you won? Can you go to the third floor?"
Meng Feifan nodded, a little proud, "Narrowly beat the gambling king."
"what about me?"
Meng Feifan took out two tickets from his pocket and said, "Brother Zhao, you can go to the third floor with me tomorrow."
"Does it also have my share?" Mu Zhao took it curiously, "How come it has my share?"
Meng Feifan said, "The gambling king on the second floor asked me to give it to you. He said that I couldn't let you enjoy it and it didn't arouse your interest. I'm really sorry, so I invited you to go to the third floor to have a look."
Mu Zhao: "..."
Can it still be like this?
She asked Meng Feifan, "If I said that I couldn't understand Pai Gow and fell asleep, would you believe it?"
Meng Feifan: "... Anyone who has heard of your name Zhao Mu will not believe it, so Brother Zhao, you better stop joking."
Mu Zhao: "......Okay."
If you have the opportunity to go to the third floor, it will be in vain if you don’t go.
Mu Zhao asked him, "What is the third floor?"
"Go."
"Go..." Mu Zhao has learned it in her previous life. After she was fished out of the cold palace by Yun Wuluo in her previous life, her favorite game was Go.
She feels that Go can calm her down and make her think.
She said confidently: "Okay, let's go to the third floor tomorrow." This chapter has been completed!