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Chapter 202: He wants a fake show for real?! (6)

Holding her to bed, he wants to play a real work?! (6)

When Ximen Yehan grabbed the dice box again, the east dawn and secretly evoked his fingers.

When he shook the dice box on the table, she quietly hooked the finger.

In the dice box, Ximen Yehan had already thrown the dice, one of which immediately turned over. [

Ximen Yehan opened the dice cover with confidence, but it was two six points, one four points.

He was shocked secretly.

With his means, the dice will never be lost. How can there be one or four points?!

Note that the astonishment flashed in the cold eyes of Ximen, the smiling in the face of the east, the thicker.

"The emperor is not lucky this time!"

While teasing her, she grabbed the dice again and shook it lightly.

It took a long time to shake his head and shake his head for a long time, then put the dice box on the table.

When it is opened, it is two six o'clock, one five o'clock, and it is still better than the cold of the Ximen night.

"Emperor, drink bar!"

Once it was accidental. For the second time, she still shook such points, and Ximen Yehan naturally became heart.

I guess that this oriental dawn is also good at this. In his heart, he rose a mood to fight her.

This time, Dongfang dawn himself to pour alcohol for him. Ximen Yehan still drank his belly, and forced out of his feet from his feet with internal force last time.

Feng Shui flows, and the oriental dawn dice.

In order not to give Ximen Yehan a chance, she still controls it with her mind. She shakes the dice out of three six points and placed it on the table.

She was about to remove the dice box, but Ximen Yehan's palm was directly covered with her small hand that she grabbed the dice box.

"Come, come and help you open!"

As he said, he held the fingers of her palm and tightened gently, deliberately making a frivolous attitude of touching her palm.

Taking advantage of the timing of the Oriental dawn, Ximen Yehan's left hand quietly reached to the table.

In the desktop corresponding to the dice box, I patted it silently. [[


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