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 inexplicably frustrated, sat down, and played cards with Huo Ling.

After 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 doesn't realize that this is a cover-up, her intelligence will be wasted.

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 game, 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 cards 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.

Wen Ning's ears turned red when she pressed her.

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. It was the right thing for him to do now. She felt a little uncomfortable and 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.

"Oh, 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 like 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 thigh, which many women have sat on?"


Chapter completed!