Nangong Jin suddenly opened his eyes, "Hmm, we won? Alright, pay up."
Saying that, he efficiently opened the cashbox, didn’t even count, and flicked out a wad of cash before standing up, "Alright, I’m done playing."
"I’m done playing too," Di Mingjue also hastily stood up, did the sa by tossing out a wad of cash, and then grabbed Gu Qibao and ran off at breakneck speed.
He was truly afraid that Alvin would call for another round right then and there.
Of course, Di Mingzhe didn’t want to play with Alvin anymore either and quickly took out so money, "Xiaxia, let’s go ho now."
After speaking, he also pulled Di Xiaxia away so fast that not even their shadows were left behind.
Alvin blinked, an innocent look on his face, "Didn’t we agree to play two more gas?"
Nangong Jin also blinked, glanced at his watch, "It’s getting late, let’s play another ti. Here, all the money is yours."
Alvin looked aggrieved. He didn’t care about the money, he just thought playing mahjong was fun.
Nevertheless, the novice winning the cash did bring him a bit of the joy of victory, he pocketed the huge stack of cash, and nodding with a beaming smile, "That’s fine, senior, let’s play again tomorrow!"
"Sure, sounds good," Nangong Jin nodded amicably in response, but was thinking, there’s no way in hell I’m playing with you tomorrow!
Nangong Jin saw Alvin out, and Alvin kept prattling on about how fun mahjong was, insisting on making plans for the next day. Imagining Alvin’s glacial pace made Nangong Jin’s head ache just a bit.
In the end, he nodded, "Okay, I’ll find so buddies to play with you tomorrow."
Alvin left in high spirits, what made him even happier was that he walked ho with Nangong Ran, which to him was even more delightful than playing mahjong.
After the two had left, Nangong Jin shalessly cozied up to Di Jinxuan, "Wife, let’s go to sleep too."
Di Jinxuan looked at him, batting her innocent eyes. "This is my house."
Did he really have the gall to sleep with her at her place?
That’s so serious nerve!
"Then, shall we go to my place?" Nangong Jin’s eyebrows shot up in excitent.
Di Jinxuan’s lips curved up, and she waved her hand, "Goodbye."
"Don’t be like that, wife. It’s all the sa, at your place or mine. You agreed today that tonight you would touch —don’t go back on your word."
"Wife, don’t push away."
"F**k, Di Jinxuan, are you playing dirty? Going back on your word?"
"You said yourself that tonight you wanted to touch below..." Nangong Jin’s words were cut short as he froze, a hint of shock glittering in the depths of his alluring, peach-blossom eyes.
Di Jinxuan didn’t notice his reaction; hearing his words, she raised an eyebrow instead, "Touch you where? Touch you down there? You wish..."
Di Jinxuan’s words were not even finished when Nangong Jin covered her mouth, "Wife, don’t say anymore!"
"Why can’t I say it?" Di Jinxuan swatted away Nangong Jin’s hand, thinking he was bashful, and couldn’t resist teasing him strongly, "Last ti, didn’t you say you wanted to look at your naked body? If you’re bold enough, strip right here, dare you?"
"Wife..." Nangong Jin’s face instantly took on a miserable look as though he’d swallowed a bitter pill, Ying Lun’s thick eyebrows furrowed tightly together, wanting to say sothing yet not daring to.
Seeing Nangong Jin out of sorts, Di Jinxuan blinked, oh wow, how amazing. This old man wasn’t imdiately stripping with overflowing flirting as usual; instead, putting on a look as if soone had bullied him.
Di Jinxuan smiled triumphantly, "What’s the matter, chicken out?"
Actually, she knew she shouldn’t provoke Nangong Jin, but she just couldn’t help wanting to tease him a bit. Damn, wasn’t this kind of like asking for trouble?
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