Both men were vicious and merciless in their attacks, as if they wanted to beat each other to death.
Leng Lintian's initial leisurely and comfortable feeling has disappeared. There is some light sweat on his forehead, and he no longer sits on the sofa. It seems that his hip has been injured.
Ji Zihan asked Ximen Longting to get several soft pillows so that he could barely sit down.
The two men were filled with invisible anger.
Jing Jiaren was holding the playing cards, and she felt that Leng Lintian was in luck, because Ximen Longting had lost three games in a row, which meant he had received three sticks.
"Do you still want to play? It's getting late, let's go have a rest."
Leng Lintian said calmly: "Of course. What does Ximen mean?"
Ximen Longting said coldly: "I'll be with you anytime."
Two men are at odds and will never give up until one of them is beaten down.
"Childish!" Jing Jiaren shouted, "Stop making trouble."
"Honey, if you are sleepy, you can go back to your room and sleep first." Leng Lintian seemed to have been cruel.
Ximen Longting pursed his lips coldly and killed everyone.
Leng Lintian was about to take the cards away from Jing Jiaren's hand, but Jing Jiaren knew he couldn't stop them and shuffled the cards vigorously.
Suddenly, the sharpness of the card cut Jing Jiaren's finger, and a drop of blood dripped down...
Leng Lintian immediately took her wrist and put her fingers into her mouth.
Jing Jiaren didn't react at all. He was already sucking and spitting out the blood: "Be careful, this card is very sharp."
Jing Jiaren did it on purpose...
"Let's go take a rest, okay? If the competition continues, you will both lose."
"My wife really cares about me. I know she doesn't want me to be beaten..." Leng Lintian smiled with infinite irony, "However, I have a personal grudge with him to settle. No one can peep into my Leng Lintian's things.
Everyone has to pay the price!"
Jing Jiaren's eyes narrowed.
In their eyes, she was an object, not a person. She had always been the object that these two men fought to win over.
But it was Leng Lintian who snatched it from Ximen Longting, using despicable means...
No matter what, they never respected her feelings.
Jing Jiaren suddenly took the cards and shuffled them, and her hand was cut several more times.
Leng Lintian saw her intention, snatched the card and threw it into the trash can.
How could he have the heart to continue gambling when he looked at the cards stained with blood?
He picked up Jing Jiaren's hand and wiped the blood with a tissue: "Get the band-aid!"
Jing Jiaren lowered her gaze. At this time, Ximen Longting was sitting leisurely, indifferent to her wounds.
She hurt herself because she was afraid that Ximen Longting would be beaten, but maybe Ximen Longting would think that she was afraid of Leng Lintian being beaten.
That's fine, as long as they don't gamble any more.
The maid brought a band-aid, and Leng Lintian helped her wrap her finger.
Then he said coldly: "Bring the dice."
dice?
Jing Jiaren stood up coldly: "Leng Lintian, you still want to play!?"
Leng Lintian looked at Ximen Longting with a pair of bloodthirsty eyes: "As long as Ximen stays with you, I will stay with you to the end."
He knew that Jing Jiaren hurt her finger to save Ximen.
This move was like a hammer hitting his chest, arousing his fighting spirit.
Jing Jiaren looked at Ximen Longting...
He played with the ring on his finger coldly: "Same opinion."
The dice were quickly brought over.
Ximen Longting shook 356 points, and Leng Lintian shook 236 points. Obviously the former is bigger.