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551. Chapter 551 Very moved II

How could he completely eliminate this kid from between him and Mu Mu?

He needs to study this matter carefully.

Even if he takes drugs, he is better than him? Is he that inferior? Zhao Xiaobai, you are spreading rumors and you don’t distinguish between black and white. I will not let you go.

"Ahem, are you asleep?" Mu Mu rolled over and couldn't sleep.

She was sure that the two people in the bed across from each other were still asleep.

Sure enough, when she asked, Qin Ningrui and Lu Yifan replied in unison: "No."

When Mu Mu heard the answer, he got up, stretched out his hand to turn on the light, and looked at the two men lying face to face with interest, "How about the three of us fight the landlord."

It's so uncomfortable to lie down like this without being able to sleep.

Lu Yifan: "..."

Qin Ningrui: "..."

Neither of them responded.

Mu Mu got out of bed and walked to the big bed opposite. He smiled and pulled Qin Ningrui's arm, then pushed Yifan Lu's shoulder, "Come on, come on, let's fight the Landlord."

"..."

So Jiang Bei was sent out to buy cards again. He walked out of the hospital gate and looked around. There were two small supermarkets in front of the hospital, but they were both closed now.

There are no 24-hour convenience stores in this suburb, so asking him to buy cards is not deliberately embarrassing him.

He looked around twice, and finally decided to go to the hotel where the bed was moved that day. There were signs for sale in the hotel.

As soon as I got in the car, my phone rang. It was the money owner.

When he answered the phone, as he expected, the sponsor got angry with him, asked why the cards hadn't come yet, and scolded him.

Brother Jiang hung up the phone, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped off.

In the ward, two men and one woman formed a tripartite team again, negotiating the Landlord bet. Mu Mu sat on his small bed like Tang Monk meditating.

The clothes Yifan Lu was wearing were the ones Lu Yifan asked Jiang Beigang to buy for her today. She bought a white T-shirt that was one size larger. It was worn loosely on her body, and her sexy collarbone was looming.

A section of pale calf is exposed under the pink cropped pants, which is very different from the skin color on the face and arms, because I have been wearing long pants for training for two months.

Her shrewd eyes wandered around the two men. What on earth was she betting on?

Qin Ningrui was leaning on the bed, lazily and leisurely, pursed her lips and had no intention of expressing an opinion.

Lu Yifan kept waiting for Mu Mu to speak, "Has Mu Mu thought about it?"

"Let's bet money." She couldn't think of anything to bet on, only money.

Yifan Lu raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Then how much money do you think you need to bet to arouse my interest in gambling?"

Would it be too much of a loss if he got up in the middle of the night to play cards with her?

It's a shame she could think of betting money with him.

"You can deliberately lose to me and Brother Qin, we don't mind the money." Mu Mu said seriously.

Yifan Lu shook his head gently, "Money has no temptation for me anymore. I don't gamble."

Mu Mu looked at him warily, "Then...what do you want to bet on?"

She had an ominous premonition.

Everything the bitch comes up with must be cheap tricks. Shouldn't she be willing to take off her clothes and sleep with her?

The three of them...

Lu Yifan said: "The landlords sing and dance when they lose, and the farmers sing and dance when they lose."

Qin Ningrui: "..."

Fortunately, she didn't take off her clothes to sleep with her. Mu Mu breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned, "I can sing well, but I can't dance."

I often listen to songs, never dance, and I can improvise even if I am not composing poetry.

“Search on your mobile phone and follow the pictures to learn.”

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