The man's voice was a little lighter: "Or, I'll find someone to do what you mentioned last time tomorrow. You know, this matter is not easy, I have to work hard, I don't want you to do it either.
The reward is as long as your girl is with me for one night tonight... No, she has to stay with me for a week, and I will give it back to you in a week..."
"Haha, it's easy to say..."
When the short and fat man heard this, the third young master let go, and his voice was obviously surprised: "San Master, have you really agreed? I promised not to regret it. We will play Russian roulette game tonight..."
...
Russian roulette game!
Others may not know what this means, but Yan Xiao knows it carefully.
When she was still working as a wine shop, she knew that it was a popular game in the circle of rich second generations. In simple terms, it was just that when gathering, she found many beauties around her, and everyone took turns to go with them.
What? Change the song every few minutes. When the song ends, whoever loses first will lose.
Those who lose must give the beauty a sports car.
Some people even play harder, which is who the child born to the beautiful girl is after gambled ten months.
Similarly, whoever loses will have to give a beautiful woman a car and a house.
Because of the huge temptation of money, there are naturally outer women who flock to the front and wait for them to do so.
...
Obviously, the "Russian roulette game" in the mouth of a short and fat man is exactly this.
She had known this term, but today she heard it with her own ears, and the shocking feeling could be imagined.
Yan Xixi leaned quietly against the wall, and did not dare to show off. No wonder Wang Donglin kept yelling tonight that the woman he took out a few days ago was ridiculed by others. It turns out that he took her to show off tonight.
He was envied by others.
The two went out laughing and laughing. She hurriedly hid quietly until they walked away completely. She slowly walked out.
Wang Donglin was having sex with a bunch of people in front of her. When he saw her, he was impatient and his tone was very bad: "Why did you come out so long? Where did you go?"
Before she could answer, she saw the short and fat man coming over, slapped her big big hand on her shoulder, and then went down: "Beauty, tell me your reputation..."
Her body stiffened, but Wang Donglin looked at her, smiling.
"Beauty, why don't you talk?"
“…”
The fat man became impatient: "Are you mute?"
She hurriedly looked at Wang Donglin. Wang Donglin's smile was strange and ambiguous, and nodded: "You really don't want to say it, she is really a mute."
The few people around shouted: "What a mute?"
"San Young Master, isn't it? This woman is a mute?"
"Not only is the mute, but the hearing is not very sensitive."
"God? Are you really deaf and nine out of ten dumb?"
Yan Xixi's face was blushing like blood, but the lights were even redder than blood, and no one noticed her abnormality.
Wang Donglin stopped her shoulders, rubbed her snow-white back with his big hands, and was proud of her twelve years of spring breeze: "She is good at everything, but she just can't speak. Everyone laughed."
Someone exclaimed: "Sure enough, there is still no perfect beauty in this world. If it weren't for the mute, I wouldn't believe that I could be so beautiful..."
"Could it be plastic surgery?"
"And? Plastic surgery? You can take a look. Those so-called plastic surgery specimens are far less beautiful than others. Even plastic surgery cannot be done like this..."