Cheng Feng, who was directly opposite him, looked at the two people opposite him. His brain was already shutting down and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When it was his turn, he touched a card and played it out.

Then, the girl opposite her eyes lit up and she quickly pushed the card: "What a fool!"

Cheng Feng came to his senses, looked down, and almost shouted "Fuck".

He just touched himself!!!

Jianchu was so excited that he finally got the money back.

Seeing the girl's eyes shining, a smile flashed across Feng Yichen's eyes, and he felt very happy.

Cheng Feng, who was opposite, dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything. He really wanted to say: Please stop laughing, it's too damn weird!

Jiang Zhian came to his senses from the daze, but he didn't get angry like Cheng Feng, but gave Jian Chu a meaningful look.

Then he looked away and smiled slightly: "The boy who scattered the money will take the money."

Next, Jian Chu almost captured the number cards, and Feng Yichen told her which one to throw.

Within two games, I had won back everything I had lost before.

After playing a card, Jian Chu immediately turned to look at Feng Yichen.

That trusting look was very helpful to Feng Yi. He raised his hand and threw out a card.

Jiang Zhi'an smiled horribly, took the card, and shook it at Jian Chu: "Touch!"

Then, he couldn't laugh anymore, because he clicked on the shot that came out.

Jian Chu was so excited that he couldn't sit still.

In her last life, she liked to play cards, and she often played cards with all the plastic sisters in the circle.

But I almost never win, and people give me the nickname "Lottery Boy"!!

Winning so many games tonight really made her feel a little overwhelmed, and her interactions with Feng Yichen became much more natural and casual.

At the end of the night, Jian Chu won the most.

And Cheng Feng, who was clamoring to play mahjong, was the worst loser.

After converting the chips into money, Jian Chu looked at the pile of red tickets and couldn't help but be speechless.

Big guys are just big guys. They always carry piles of cash when they go out, right?

Feng Yichen looked at her little face, which was red with excitement, and narrowed his eyes slightly. He raised his hand to smoke a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He was in a good mood.

But thinking that Lu Xianchen's wife was pregnant didn't light her up.

He said in a lazy tone: "Keep it."

"Ah?" Jian Chu was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly: "You won it all. Besides, I was just helping you fight."

This pile of money is worth at least a small hundred thousand.

"If you lose, it's yours; if you win, it's not mine."

Feng Yichen approached her, his voice was low, and his moist breath hit her ears, making her miss her breath.

Before I had time to think more, the man had already left.

Looking at that mule Grandpa Mao, Jian Chu felt a little itchy because she was so poor now.

But she can't take the money either.

"I lost on my own before, but this is your win, don't do it." Jian Chu shook his head firmly.

Feng Yichen looked at the pile of cash and felt a little disgusted: "You want me to carry so much cash like a nouveau riche? Don't return it."

Three upstarts: "!!!"

Damn, that's too much. You still curse people after winning money. Is this what people do?

Jian Chu looked at the smelly faces of the three of them, smiled awkwardly, and then pulled a pile of money into his arms.

It is impossible to return the money you win based on your own skills.
Chapter completed!