"I told you she was a little demon," Wen Yang whispered to Qu Ming.
Seeing Qu Ming’s puzzled look, Wen Yang curled his lips, "Don’t pretend, you noticed it too, didn’t you? She just confessed, otherwise, she wouldn’t be winking at you after your discovery."
Qu Ming paused, not refuting, but as he saw five or six n standing behind the middle-aged man, he pulled Wen Yang and stood behind the girl.
The middle-aged man looked at Qu Ming and Wen Yang who suddenly appeared behind the girl and sneered, "Look, heroes have co to save the beauty so quickly."
At this mont, even the girl herself was slightly stunned. She looked up at Qu Ming and Wen Yang, then teasingly said, "Oh, two handso guys! Handso brothers, don’t try to be heroes, this uncle looks very fierce."
The girl initially stared at them dumbly, then thinking others couldn’t see, kept giving ’run quickly’ eyes to herself and Wen Yang while speaking playfully. It looked endearingly contradictory.
Qu Ming couldn’t help but curl his lips, raised his hand, and lightly tapped the girl’s cap. An inexplicable familiar phrase ca out, "Quit fooling around, quickly fix the ss you’ve caused and let’s get out."
After speaking, Qu Ming himself froze, and the girl did too.
Wen Yang looked at the girl who had raised her head to look at them. As she lifted her eyes, like Qu Ming said, an inexplicable familiarity surged up, especially after hearing Qu Ming’s words, she was even more stunned.
The girl... Bi Xia, slowly lowered her head, raised her hand to press down her cap to cover her turbulent eyes, her voice a bit hoarse, "Okay... right away."
"Ha, it looks like they do know each other," the middle-aged man squinted and snorted coldly, said sothing to the people beside him, then addressed Bi Xia, "I say, little girl, you look young, and so pretty. Why not consider following uncle? Uncle promises you..."
"I say, Uncle," a lazy and unrestrained tone interrupted the middle-aged man. Wen Yang leaned casually on the back of the chair behind Bi Xia, pushed his glasses, "Speaking indecently in front of the girl’s brothers, isn’t it a bit inappropriate."
Qu Ming looked at Wen Yang in surprise, they exchanged glances and smiled at each other. Both rested their hands on Bi Xia’s shoulders, staring coldly at the middle-aged man without any fear.
Lowering her head slightly, her starry eyes narrowed, "Two... idiots!"
’007, do you think they might also...’
[No, Your Majesty,]007 paused his tiny hands on the keyboard, [I am very sure, not everyone can be reborn. I’m certain Qu Ming and Wen Yang are not reborn.]
’But...’ Bi Xia took a deep breath, ’It feels too similar, too familiar, the tone of Brother Zi’an is really too similar to the past!’
She quickly lifted her head, her beautiful, dazzling starry eyes now icy, raised her hand, and threw all the money packed in a box by the servers onto the table, "Quick and decisive. You decide what to play!"
"Alright!" The middle-aged man responded loudly, waved his hand, and the n behind him threw the exchanged cash onto the table too, "Let’s keep it simple, Texas Hold’em."
Bi Xia leaned back in her chair expressionless, her long, narrow eyes lifted, "I’ll play Texas Hold’em with you."
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