She was flustered and nervous. When she learned to play poker in such a mood, the result could be imagined. Although Fang Shaoyun spoke eloquently and thought that he, a famous teacher, had explained it very clearly, Liu Xiaoya didn't know anything.
Understand!
She didn't listen at all, so how could she possibly understand?
While Lu Xueqin was sorting out her cards, she glanced at Fang Shaoyun and Liu Xiaoya from time to time, and frowned from time to time. She seemed to be thinking about something.
Ling Aotian held the cards in his hand but did not move. His eyes fell on the two people opposite, moving from Fang Shaoyun's face to Liu Xiaoya's face.
Their faces were so close that it made him uncomfortable.
Then his eyes moved from their faces to their hands, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.
When he saw Fang Shaoyun's lips constantly colliding with Liu Xiaoya's face, he felt like a mouse scurrying around in his heart, which made him feel very uncomfortable and extremely uncomfortable!
He wants to yell loudly or growl angrily!
Or just have a crazy fight to the death with someone!
He was so depressed that he was going crazy!
But before this, he had never felt so depressed!
In the past, Ling Aotian often saw Fang Shaoyun making out with women. It should be said that as a friend for many years, Ling Aotian was well aware of Fang Shaoyun's various bad qualities!
However, he has never felt so uncomfortable as now!
Ling Aotian felt as if a fly that had just flown out of the garbage suddenly hit his throat. He felt as uncomfortable as he felt!
Of course, any man would not feel comfortable seeing another man being so intimate with his wife!
No matter how much he dislikes Liu Xiaoya, she is still his nominal wife!
Looking at Fang Shaoyun's lips touching Liu Xiaoya's face from time to time, it was like someone was pricking Ling Aotian's eyes with a needle. He couldn't tolerate it anymore!
"Xiaoya!" Ling Aotian suddenly shouted subconsciously, which startled him.
Several people raised their heads and looked at him.
Ling Aotian coughed like a cover-up: "Come down! Shaoyun is a guest, what are you talking about sitting in his arms like this?"
Liu Xiaoya's face turned red, and she hurriedly pushed Fang Shaoyun's hand away, got off him, and walked to the side.
Fang Shaoyun laughed: "Aotian! Why do I feel so flattered? I have been in your house for several years, when did you treat me as a guest? This is the first time! It's an honor! I'm so
What an honor!”
Ling Aotian glanced at him coldly: "It's a big mistake to be polite to people like you!"
Fang Shaoyun laughed again: "Aotian, Aotian, you finally understand, so you must not be polite to me. Once you are polite to me, I will be restrained. This is not good. Just treat me like a toilet
Already."
Lu Xueqin looked at him: "Treat you as a toilet? What do you mean?"
"When he can't bear it anymore and wants to vent, he comes to me!"
Lu Xueqin blinked, understood, and laughed.
Fang Shaoyun continued: "This way I don't have to be polite in front of you. I can do whatever I want in your home, right? Aotian?"
Liu Xiaoya stood nearby. She also understood what Fang Shaoyun meant, but she was embarrassed to laugh, so she could only pretend not to understand and turned her head to the side.