"Bet on you... yourself... Sister Hanmei, what do you mean?" Liu Gen looked at Wen Hanmei's penetrating eyes in confusion. At this moment, these eyes showed infinite temptation, like a
The bottomless stagnant water of the pool, I don’t know what kind of water monster is hidden in it that can devour people.
"If the final game is indeed a draw as you said, I won't leave tonight!" Wen Hanmei's face turned red and she said, "You can do whatever you want to me."
Speaking of which, no matter how stupid you are, you can understand what it means.
Liu Gen's head buzzed and he was confused. This reminded him again of the spring dream with three women. Was this something destined in the dream? Teacher Mei had already had an intimate relationship with him, and now that she was gone, he had to fill her
Could it be that the vacant person is the woman in front of me?
Wen Hanmei can be regarded as one of Liu Gen's benefactors. If it weren't for her 200,000 yuan, Liu Gen wouldn't be able to buy the shop on Daxue Road and open Shiweitian. To Liu Gen, she is just like Mei Yinchun, he is his noble person.
"How's it going? Liu Gen, I bet myself, it's time for you to reveal your bet?" Wen Hanmei didn't get Liu Gen's answer for a moment, so she asked a question. The usual strength of a strong woman suddenly disappeared, and her performance
What appeared in front of Liu Gen's eyes was a charming and gentle woman.
"I..." Liu Gen felt his heart itching. Under the temptation of such a bet, Liu Gen became a man. He was no longer the stupid young man who didn't understand the charm of the past. He hadn't touched a woman's body for a long time, and was suddenly touched by Wen Hanmei's
I was deeply attracted by this bet, and I was ready to make a move.
"If you don't tell me the bet, then I have to help you place the bet." Wen Hanmei's smile became more and more like a clear spring, and the willow roots were wrapped around her silently: "If there is a winner in this game,
Negative, you have to do as I say."
"What...what?" Liu Gen asked knowingly.
"No matter what you do, you must obey my command!" Wen Hanmei stared into Liu Gen's eyes and said, "Do you dare to bet on yourself? Gambling, isn't it just a bet that makes you scared, do you want to be scared too?"
Wen Hanmei quoted what Liu Gen said just now.
No matter whether you win or lose, the result is the same.
Liu Gen thought to himself that he didn't lose anything by this kind of gambling, and Wen Hanmei wouldn't lose anything either. She was a woman, so there was no chastity issue, and he was not a virgin, and he didn't have a girlfriend.
Who would you betray, why not?
However, if you have that kind of relationship with her, it's hard to predict what will happen in the future.
Liu Gen knew that Wen Hanmei was in the sex business, and that she was most likely selling drugs and doing illegal things. Although she was still single, there was definitely no shortage of men around her. For a woman as beautiful and rich as her, what?
Men can't get it, just like rich and powerful men can find many beautiful women they like. Women are also human beings. Once they have money and power, of course they will not be lonely and go with such a woman.
Too close is not a good thing.
"Liu Gen, aren't you still a virgin? Why are you so hesitant about taking advantage of this?" Wen Hanmei saw Liu Gen's hesitant eyes and wondered if she had made a mistake. Could it be that Liu Gen really hasn't been with a woman yet?
Ever slept?
"Haha...Sister Hanmei, are you kidding me? You can't use your body as a bet. No matter you win or lose, you will always suffer..." Liu Gen was a little unsure, maybe Wen Hanmei was testing herself.
Wen Hanmei said seriously: "Liu Gen, do I look like the kind of person who makes fun of my body? With you, I don't feel like I'm at a disadvantage."
Liu Gen is 70% or 80% sure that this game will be a draw. This is based on the past battle records and recent status of the two teams. In other words, Liu Gen's chance of winning is much greater than Wen Hanmei's chance of winning.
If the game is really tied, then the initiative is on your side. You can do what you want but can't do, or you can do what you want to do but can't do. But what Liu Gen considers is whether the game is really divided.
If there was a winner, then she would be passive. Not only would Wen Hanmei lose a lot of money, but she would also be unable to refuse her bet. As the so-called admitting defeat, what would happen if she really wanted to make good on her bet?
manage?
It's not that Liu Gen doesn't want to have that kind of relationship with Wen Hanmei, but because now Liu Gen is her employee and still owes her 200,000 yuan. If he just goes to bed with her like this, who will he become.
This is what Liu Gen is worried about, he doesn't want to be a plaything of a rich woman!
"Sister Hanmei, let's not gamble, haha... I can't afford to lose." Liu Gen said the truth awkwardly.
"Okay, I'll lower your stakes a little bit more." Wen Hanmei took a step back: "If you lose, I'm going to kiss you for a minute. It's a real kiss, not just a touch.
A kiss as a courtesy, this should be enough? Is this small request, sister, not too much?"
"Haha..." Liu Gen blushed, smiled sheepishly, and nodded, agreeing to the bet.
Wen Hanmei didn't have the usual perfume smell on her body, which made Liu Gen feel more comfortable. It seemed that she deliberately didn't spray perfume on her body for him.
The second half began, and the two of them stared at the TV screen.
Of course, both of them have the same idea: there is no way to tell the winner!
What Wen Hanmei wanted was to win a large sum of gambling money in this game, and also be able to let Liu Gen comfortably control his body.
What Liu Gen was thinking was that if there was a draw, the initiative would be in his own hands, and at the same time, he could help Wen Hanmei win more money.
When the game entered the 18th minute of the second half, Liverpool's goalkeeper made a low-level mistake. His hands that were supposed to hold the ball slipped inexplicably, and the ball rolled under his legs and into the goal behind him. One-to-one!
When Wen Hanmei saw the ball go in, she was even more excited than the player who scored the goal. She stood up and said, "Liu Gen! It's a draw! One to one! You win!"
"The game is not over yet." Liu Gen felt that the goal was scored a little early. If either side scored another goal in the next game, the chances of winning or losing would greatly increase, so he was not very happy.
Wen Hanmei felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her: "Oh... there are still about thirty minutes left." She sat down again, took out her phone and asked about the amount of all the wine bets during the intermission.
"What... Oh my god! Crazy! These gamblers are all crazy!" After Wen Hanmei heard the betting ratio, she was so shocked that she lifted her butt off the sofa again, and then stared blankly at the game on the TV screen.
, as if saying to himself: "We can't decide the winner! It must be a draw!"
"Sister Hanmei...Sister Hanmei..." Liu Gen shouted several times in succession.
"Ah..." Wen Hanmei turned her head and looked at Liu Gen.
"Sit down and watch slowly." Liu Gen said.
"Oh..." Wen Hanmei sat down again and said to Liu Gen: "Tonight's game, the amount of money bet on the outcome is more than 500,000. Among them, the most bet on Liverpool is 360,000.
, and after the odds were increased ten times as you said, the original odds were 6.50 to 1, and now they have become 65.00 to 1, which means that if Liverpool loses, the company will pay out..." said
At this point, Wen Hanmei seemed anxious and leaned her back on the back of the sofa: "Even if Liverpool wins, we will still lose money tonight."
Liu Gen didn't expect so much money to bet on Liverpool losing, and he became nervous.
Just when the two stopped talking and were both tense, Liverpool's defender overturned the opponent's forward in the penalty area and took a penalty kick!
"It's over! I've lost all my money now!" Wen Hanmei's heart seemed to suddenly stop beating, and her face turned pale. More than 20 million is not a small amount. The key is that there is not that much money in the account at present.
Liu Gen saw that Wen Hanmei was so anxious that he was sweating on his forehead, and comforted her with a smile: "Sister Hanmei, don't worry, there are still more than ten minutes, isn't it? It's a good thing that the opponent scores first. If Liverpool scores first, that's fine."
It’s hard to say, look at the next game, Liverpool will attack aggressively.”
The two goals Liverpool conceded were not due to the strength of the opponent's forward line. Both goals were caused by mistakes by their own players. In the following game, Liverpool replaced two offensive players in the midfield and frontcourt.
When the attack horn sounded, the opponent was immediately forced into the half court, but several shots either missed or were too high, but none were on target.
Seeing that there were still five or six minutes left and there was no equalizer, Wen Hanmei's heart couldn't bear the huge pressure. More and more beads of sweat formed on her forehead, her face became paler and paler, and she clenched her hands tightly into fists, like
He was muttering to himself like crazy: "Liverpool, fast forward one... Fast forward one..."
Liu Gen also became more and more nervous. He was not worried about being kissed by Wen Hanmei if he lost, but worried that Wen Hanmei would lose more than 20 million because of his arrogance. Such a large sum of money was not child's play. He was just like that at the time.
As soon as he said it, Wen Hanmei unexpectedly accepted his opinion and changed the odds as he said.
Less than three minutes before the end, suddenly, Wen Hanmei's cell phone rang, startling both her and Liu Gen. Both of them were fully immersed in the game. Suddenly, they were disturbed by the ringing of the cell phone, and they both jumped in surprise.
.
Wen Hanmei didn't even look at the call: "Hello..."
"Mr. Wen, we lost miserably this time..."
"The game isn't over yet, isn't it too early for you to say this?" Wen Hanmei shouted angrily when she heard the call from Sun Hongming.
"But the game is almost over..."
At this moment, Liverpool finally relied on a corner kick. In the melee in front of the goal, the opponent's defender scored an own goal. When saving the ball, he headed the ball into his own goal.
"It's in...the ball is in...two to two...a draw...it's really a draw...it's amazing..." Wen Hanmei still had the phone to his ear. After seeing the goal, he shouted hysterically:
"We won...Liu Gen...you won..."
"Mr. Wen, are you and Liu Gen together?" Sun Hongming asked on the other end of the phone.
"Oh, I watched the football game with him. The adjustment in odds just now was his decision." Wen Hanmei hung up the phone, turned around and threw herself into Liu Gen's arms: "Liu Gen, I love you to death!" After saying that,
, put his lips to Liu Gen's lips and kissed him tightly.