Zhu Yaoyao said immediately, "It's all just a joke. Maybe he wants to piss you off on purpose. Didn't you see that as soon as he raised his eyes, Mr. Huo put out all the cigarettes in the private room? Wasn't he just looking at your belly?"
Yeah?
Wen Ning really admired Zhu Yaoyao's ability to talk life into words.
"Third sister-in-law, are you going to play against me?" Huo Ling greeted.
The cold man was sitting on the sofa, drinking the wine handed to him by the beautiful woman, his eyes unwavering.
Wen Ning felt angry for no reason, sat down and played cards with Huo Ling.
In the second game, Huo Ling stood up and said, "Third brother, I have three urgent needs. Please come and help me fight?"
"..." If Wen Ning didn't realize that this was a pretense, her intelligence would be in vain.
The little hands tightened.
But she saw the man Zhuoran get up and walk over.
When his perfect body sat down across from him, Wen Ning felt like his breathing was stagnant, as if he was surrounded by his breath.
At this time, Zhu Yaoyao stood behind Wen Ning furtively.
At the beginning of the third round, the man played a card, and it was Wen Ning's turn. She was about to play with her little hand, but Zhu Yaoyao immediately played the other card first.
"This one is good!"
Wen Ning glanced at the card and saw that Shu Xiao was going to lose his life. She glared at Zhu Yaoyao: Blind?
From the beginning of this game, Zhu Yaoyao caused chaos, and Wen Ning didn't know that it was because the man was too skilled at poker, and she lost miserably.
Zhu Yaoyao joked quietly, "Did Mr. L do this on purpose? He is really putting a pinch on our Ningning!"
"Did I press her?" The man finally raised his head and glanced at Wen Ning for the first time tonight.
The tone was obviously very cold, but the words were spoken in a low tone. Those words made people think for no reason.
Press her... Wen Ning's ears turned red.
When she saw Huo Ling coming back, she immediately said, "I won't fight."
Zhu Yaoyao: "You won't fight after losing so many games? How can I have a useless friend like you?"
"How much did Miss Wen lose?" Huo Ling picked up the accounting book and raised an eyebrow, "Miss Wen, you lost five million to the third brother."
What?
Little did Wen Ning know that this was a big game, one million dollars per game, how could she have so much money!
Looking at the crowd watching the excitement, she panicked a little and turned to look at Zhu Yaoyao, "It's all you. Do you have a credit card?"
Zhu Yaoyao immediately turned against her heartlessly, "I don't have any money! You lost to him, so why don't you ask your third brother for a favor? Maybe you can get away with it."
Wen Ning looked at the man with watery eyes.
The man's face was dark and cold, and there seemed to be no room for negotiation.
She didn't want to beg him, she wanted to distinguish between them, and it was the right thing for him to do now. She felt a little uncomfortable, and she didn't want to lose her self-esteem.
"Oh, let's go and say something nice." Zhu Yaoyao pushed the little quail forward.
Wen Ning was pushed in front of the man. Before he could speak, Wen Ning was pushed again. Wen Ning lost his balance and fell into the man's arms.
"What are you doing?" She glared at her friend.
"Ah, I wasn't careful!"
The man didn't move, his long legs caught her soft curves.
His breath quickly enveloped Wen Ning, and it was strong. Wen Ning could see a warm chest under his clean and good-smelling shirt.
She was still sluggish, looking at him coldly, with a red face and a stupid look on her face.
This silly look is not unlike the unpleasant look just now, it's a bit cute.
The man saw the little hand grabbing his shirt.
His eyes darkened a few inches, and he mocked her with a straight face, "You can't stand it anymore because you like my thighs, which many women have sat on?"
Wen Ning came to his senses and stood up in embarrassment.
His face darkened, his strong but invisible arms wrapped around the little woman, and he reached forward to play cards.
"..." What does this mean? Wen Ning froze in his chest, her thin skin was burned red by him, and there was no gap in the ambiguity.
Zhu Yaoyuan smiled like an aunt.
A man next to him joked, "The way Third Brother plays cards with a beautiful woman in his arms is so romantic and so cool!"
"But, look, I have all the energy and I am invincible."
"Don't get carried away. Haha."
Wen Ning curled up like a little shrimp in his arms. It was obviously not like that, and her face was flushed.
Feeling the need to urinate, she moved.
The man glanced down at her.
With so many people there, Wen Ning couldn't speak loudly. Her lips hesitated, and finally she could only whisper in his ear and said with great embarrassment, "I need to pee."
Because she was anxious, she spoke directly.
But the word "pee" fell on the man's ears, especially when his lacquered eyes stared at her soft and beautiful face.
The man suddenly became distracted.
Deliberately asked again, "What did you say?"
Wen Ning suppressed the redness in his neck and had no choice but to move closer to him and said angrily, "I really need to pee."
The man curled his thin lips and loosened his strong arms.
Wen Ning ran away.
When she came out of the bathroom, she was shocked to see that no one was in the house!
The mahjong was over, and even Zhu Yaoyao and Huo Ling were nowhere to be seen.
The tall man stood by the window, holding a cigarette between his sexy fingers.
Seeing her come out, he extinguished.
"Where are they? Where have they gone?"
He walked over, looked at her indifferently, and raised his lips slightly sarcastically, "Isn't this just your trick? Joining up with your best friends, a scheming, a beauty trap, or..."
The man trapped her against the wall with one arm and said with a cold eyebrow, "Do you like to play this kind of hard-to-get game, young lady?"
Wen Ning was stunned by his sudden cold air, "Mr. L, what are you talking about?"
"You didn't let me go that night. What's your plan now to seduce me again?" He suppressed a haze.
When Wen Ning heard his sarcasm, he knew he had misunderstood.
It was all Zhu Yaoyao's fault tonight, and he was playing cards with her in his arms just now. It was obvious that he was just complying with her 'acting', and he didn't take advantage of it.
Suddenly feeling very uncomfortable in his heart, Wen Ning also made a cold face, moved his arm away and explained lightly, "I have no plans to seduce you. I lost the game during the day and was already very depressed. I don't want to give myself any more tonight." Looking for a fight."
She felt lonely.
But the man got it wrong. Does he want to quarrel with her now?
How many days has this blind little thing made him angry? It's good for her, she doesn't want to coax him, but she still comes to make noises?
There was a suffocation in his chest, and he sneered coldly, "You treated me like this when you lost the game. Isn't it normal for you to lose? The topic was taught by me. You are young and arrogant and don't know how much you weigh. There are no other people in this world." There are many people, so who do you, Wen Ning, mean?"
Wen Ning was silent for a while. Is she conceited? Hey, does he know her past quite well?
She smiled coldly, "I'm not a senior, and I didn't say that I couldn't lose. It's just that if you don't know the overall situation, don't make assumptions. I didn't lose normally! Of course, I don't expect to get comfort from you."
Wen Ning felt disappointed. She didn't want to say anything more, so she opened the door and hurried into the elevator.
Apparently, Zhu Yaoyao heard their conversation.
The man inside walked out coldly, paused, frowned and asked Huo Ling, "What's going on in today's jewelry competition?"
The third brother was so angry that he didn't even go to the judges' table. Naturally, no one took the initiative to tell him.