MTL - Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 13 He Huai

  Shen Qian raised his eyelids and glanced at him, calmly, without emotion, "Yes."

   "A pair of kings, how about?" The man flung out two more cards, laughing especially unbearably.

  Shen Qian: "Again."

  He Huai continued to throw the pair, and he was already confident: "Ah Qian, I have two cards left, so don't cry if you lose."

  Shen Qian raised his eyebrows, "Really? Thank you for reminding me." While speaking, he put out a pair of Wang Bo.

  He Huai was stunned, a beautiful face has changed several times, it is extremely wonderful.

  The other two people beside him were already laughing madly: "Ah Huai, make you coquettish! Make you cheap! Now you know how powerful it is?"

   It was Qin Zeyan who spoke, the young owner of Xufeng Real Estate.

"Aqian, you should take care of him! Otherwise, this kid thinks he is the **** of gamblers, and I'm the only one who plays well with Zeyan Fighting the Landlord. Otherwise, how can he be a fool?" Song Lin ruthlessly laugh at.

  He Huai swallowed, "Don't be too happy, I only have two cards left, A-Qian still has a lot of cards, whoever loses wins..." Definitely.

  The last three words are destined to be stuck in his mouth, because Shen Qian has already laid out the rest of the cards, from 3 to A, one card is not too many, one card is not too many, even to the end.

   "Fuck—" He Huai was rude, his face full of depression, "You have a pair of king bombs, a pair of cards, you have already won, and you have been fighting with me for a long time, are you sick?"

  Shen Qian heard the words, and chuckled: "Seeing you are so energetic, how happy you are."

  He Huai: "..." mmp!

  Qin Zeyan threw the few cards in his hand on the table, staggered with a smile: "You deserve it! You need to clean it up!"

   "How dare you say that?! We are farmers! Farmers! Ah Qian is a landlord. If you don't beat him for me, you will laugh at the same kind instead? Qin Zeyan, is there anyone who cheats your teammates like you?"

  Song Lin pulled him away, "You farmer should go offline, let me play."

  He Huai complained about his wife's face, and his female companion came up to comfort him softly, but he pushed him away mercilessly, "Tell me, did you have your period? It made me suffer eight lifetimes of **** misfortune!"

  The female partner was frightened by his changing face, she timidly shook her head: "I didn't..."

   "Chick!"

   Soon, a woman screamed.

  Shen Qian acted as if he had never heard of it.

  Song Lin is not surprised.

  Only Qin Zeyan frowned quickly, but didn't say anything more.

  The three concentrate on fighting the landlord.

  He Huai looked puzzled: "You really didn't come? Then how could I lose?"

  He turned around and sat on the sofa, kicked his female partner, signaling her not to be dazed, and then raised his chin towards the wine bottle.

  The woman wiped away her tears, walked over with a smile, picked up the wine bottle in a half-kneeling posture, poured it to a third full, and handed it over, "Young Master He?"

  The man smiled at her, but his eyes had a bad light: "This cup is too little, you should drink it."

  The woman raised her head and sighed.

  Papapapa...

  He Huai applauded, "Look at the posture of the toast, it's so beautiful! Don't you drink less?"

  The woman's smile froze.

   "Don't you call yourself a pure school girl?" The man's eyes fell on her chest, "Where are you so pure?"

  The woman was pale and crumbling.

   "Hey - don't pour it down, say that you are too strong to drink, I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

   "He Huai!" The woman screamed, her voice was like a broken gong, "You are too deceitful!"

   After finishing speaking, he ran away angrily, only to hear a bang—

   "Yo, you have a big temper, why did you slam the door?" He Huai picked out his ears.

  (end of this chapter)