Lin Feiwan took the paper, ink, pen and inkstone and wrote numbers one by one on the paper that made her feel both strange and strangely familiar.
She suddenly couldn't remember who taught her this, or rather, who did she teach it to?
After the 52 cards were written, Hua Muqing was heard shouting: "Wanwan, tell me the rules of the game? How to play?"
Mo Xianchen glanced at Hua Muqing. Just as he was about to speak, he was blocked by his feet under the table.
When Lin Feiwan saw his expression, she also yelled at him: "What? It took me a long time to find out that you don't know how to fight. Didn't you teach me that?"
This time the three people sitting at the table nodded in unison.
"Since you don't know how to teach me, how did I know how to do it? It's really strange."
At this critical moment of playing cards, Hua Muqing could not help but make Lin Feiwan hesitate. She patted the table and said, "Wanwan, it's normal. You can't remember many things from your past, right?"
Suddenly hearing Hua Mu Yao snorting, Hua Mu Qing realized that he had said the wrong thing and immediately faltered: "Play cards, play cards, hurry up, hurry up."
Lin Feiwan felt that what he said made sense. She had lost her memory. Who taught her that she really couldn't get up? Who cares, she knows how to do it anyway, so let's play
"Hua Muqing, what if you lose?" Lin Feiwan thought she was waiting for an opportunity to teach this guy a lesson.
"What else can you do? Just put on a beard and draw a turtle. But Wanwan, how do you know that I am the loser before the cards are played? I will tell you first. If you are going to lose, don't find someone to take revenge on me."
Hua Muqing took the lead first, leaving Lin Feiwan speechless.
"Who looks like you, eh, playing cards,"
Lin Feiwan briefly explained the rules of the game. Seeing how smart they all were, Lin Feiwan felt that there was no need to waste words.
Ever since, the four-person card table began to gradually become lively.
Looking at the messy cards in her hand, there were no big cards or pairs, all were lonely small cards. Lin Feiwan complained in her heart, why do you remember these cards so hard?
Hua Muqing looked at Lin Feiwan and remembered that she was sweating profusely, but she whistled very limitedly. The cards in her hand were quite good.
"Two 3" Mo Xianchen plays the card
"Two 4" flower and wood demons followed
"Two 10s" Hua Muqing threw the racquet in his hand on the table coolly