When the song ended, the three people continued to fight.
This time when the landlord card arrived at Mu Mu's house, she was very excited and anxious.
She wants to win, she must win, with Yifan Lu dancing and Brother Qin singing, she feels funny just thinking about that scene.
After all the cards were dealt, Mu Mu stretched out his hand to turn over the landlord card. Lu Yifan reached out and held down the landlord card before he could. He looked at Mu Mu with a smile and asked, "Kick?"
Mu Mu was confused and asked: "Is it true that a person who sings and dances can also play football?"
What should I do if my kicks are doubled?
Lu Yifan nodded, "Okay, if you win or lose, it will be two songs. By analogy, if there are bombs, it will be doubled."
There was cunning hidden in his eyes, and as long as he moved the corners of his pursed lips, he couldn't hide his smile.
Mu Mu narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously: "Why didn't you ask me the first question?"
Why didn't he ask them if they wanted to kick her when he was the landlord just now? Now that she was the landlord, he said he wanted to kick her. It was obvious that he was thinking of how to trick her again.
Lu Yifan replied calmly: "I forgot."
His fair hands kept pressing on the landlord's three trump cards, forcing Mu Mu to ask them whether they should kick them or not.
Mu Mu looked at the unopened landlord's trump card and hesitated for a long time. He didn't know what the three cards were. The cards at home were pretty good at the moment. He was more than 60% sure of winning.
It's broken.
"If you don't give us a kick, then I will rob the landlord." Lu Yifan threatened her, seeing through her huge appetite, he knew that she would never give up the landlord.
"I won't let it go to you." When Mu Mu heard that Lu Yifan was going to rob the landlord, he quickly pulled the three cards from Lu Yifan's hand and held them down, "I'll play them myself. How many times do you want to play them?"
Just kick it as many times as you want."
She didn't believe that she would definitely lose. If she won, she would lie in bed and be fooled into watching the two men's performance.
"I'll kick." Lu Yifan said with a smile but not a smile. As he said that, he turned his eyes to Qin Ningrui and asked in a slow tone: "Where are you, Major Qin?"
"Humph, my brother Qin won't kick me. You think he is you, always thinking of how to punish me." Mu Mu said with a firm tone, reaching out and turning over the cards.
She was full of words, but she didn't expect that as soon as the cards were turned over and before she could see what the three cards were, Qin Ningrui suddenly spoke: "Then... let me kick it too."
His tone was calm and gentle, his voice was gentle and pleasant, and there was a sly smile hidden in his dark eyes.
Damn it, you can't let Ning Rui and Lu Yifan be together anymore, otherwise Ning Rui will be led astray by him. Jiang Bei is a bloody example.
Mu Mu raised his head, glared at Qin Ningrui fiercely, then glanced at Yifan Lu, and with a domineering stroke of his hand, he opened the three hole cards.
A three, a six, a nine.
Three sixty-nine...
She looked at the three hole cards sadly, why was it that when Lu Yifan was the boss, he was the king and old K, but when she was the boss, she was the third, sixth, and ninth? Is this trying to tell her that there are three levels of character?
"Three...six...nine..." Lu Yifan moved his thin lips, with a half-hearted smile in his tone, "Do you have a king?"
"You don't care if I have it or not, it's true." Mu Mubai glanced at him and took back his trump card.
Her cards are actually quite neat and not scattered.
She had a habit of throwing out single cards first, and the first one she threw out was the landlord's trump card, "Three."
