Chapter 763 : Extra Story: Punching Bag
He turned his head and looked at Qin Yan with a smile. His smile was very gentle, but his eyes were silently asking: Miss, can you be gentle?
Qin Yan looked at him with a smile, her eyes sparkling but full of anger. My hands are itchy and I just want to pinch you!
When Yu Zhengfei saw that she was angry, he could only reach under the table, gently grab her hand, clasp her fingers tightly, and squeeze it tightly.
There was a warm smile in his eyes.
Seeing Yu Zhengfei looking at Qin Yan so tenderly, Huang Xinlei felt an inexplicable fire in her heart.
She couldn't restrain herself and pinched Yu Zhengfei's thigh hard to vent her unhappiness.
Yu Zhengfei's eyes flashed complicatedly, and a slight look of pain flashed across his face.
Are all women crabs? Do they like to pinch people so much?
His thighs were not newly made.
He quietly reached out his other hand under the table and grabbed Huang Xinlei's hand.
With both hands stretched underneath, he couldn't play his cards.
His only excuse was that he was unlucky and asked the two ladies to do it for him.
The two women were very active in helping him play cards.
But neither of them seemed to be playing cards, they seemed to be deliberately burning his RMB.
Whichever card should be played least should be played.
The other three people were "banging", "bumping", and "eating" for a while, and their voices could almost be connected into a tune.
He could only smile lightly and swallow the bitterness in his heart.
Seeing everyone look uniform for a while, overjoyed for a while, thirteen for a while, his balls hurt.
In no time, the two women generously helped him lose 100,000 yuan.
"The two ladies' gestures today seem to be worse than mine, so it's better that I do it myself."
As soon as he stretched his hand back to the table, his legs hurt again as if they were being drilled by awls.
He knew that his performance today could not meet the wishes of the two women, so they both took it out on him.
He also knew that his punching bag was inevitable.
So in order to appease the anger of the two women, he prepared to sacrifice his legs heroically.
But occasionally he would free up a hand to relax their tense hand nerves.
But when he stretched his hand back to the table, the hands under the table began to act wildly again.
The pain came and went. He had never suffered like this in all his years of life.
When the innocent leg-raiser was about to die, he finally couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Ah!"
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