Chapter 395 (1/2)
Song Xifei takes a quick look at Georges Sheng with his spare light, but he looks the same. Her guilty and uneasy are a little less, but she doesn't smile.
George Sheng is as steady as a mountain and as motionless as a clock. He says to Qiao Aiwen, ”cut the crap and shuffle the cards.”
If the loser is ”sealed,” he has to shuffle.
Qiao Aiwen pursed her lips, but her nose was breathing. The note flew with her. Song Xi laughed as soon as it flew here, which made Qiao Aiwen squint and say, ”I'm afraid that people are inferior to others in jokes. It's up to you to lose!”
When the cards were washed, Song Xi quietly took the cards and said softly and angrily, ”I don't speak. Generally, the more words I say, the worse I lose.”
Qiao AI Wen ”hum” for a while, the note flies high, and Song Xi laughs again.
Qiao AI Wen side head looks to George Sheng: ”elder brother! Look at her
”Turn around, I see you want to laugh,” said Georges
Song Xi almost died of laughter, holding the hands are shaking.
This one was Qiao Aiwen, who called it the landlord. Song Xi was a little happy at the bottom of his heart. It felt like he was with Georges Sheng. Even if she didn't turn over to be a serf, she thought it was good.
However, George Sheng proved to Song Xi with his strength that he would not lose money if he followed him. At the same time, he also proved to Qiao Aiwen that her short-lived landlord Dynasty could not last three minutes, and that the country had been destroyed before the name of the country was ready.
Qiao Aiwen ends her landlord career with a group of blasts by Georges Sheng. She angrily throws down the card in her hand. Georges Sheng takes the note torn in advance, dips it in water, and pastes a piece on her left temple, which also boasts: ”if you don't block your eyes first, you can't see the card.”
Song Xi made it like a method. He dipped it in water and pasted a piece of paper on Qiao Aiwen's right temple. He gently said, ”don't block your eyes. You can't see how to lose later.”
Qiao Aiwen is a hindsight. It turns out that Song Xi's mouth is more poisonous than George Sheng's. He is a cold face poison, but she is a smile mender.
A beautiful face, instantly pasted four curtains, Qiao Aiwen smile: ”feelings you two come here to show tacit understanding?”
”I didn't do it,” said Georgeson
Song Xi shrugged her shoulders, not to mention her initiative.
Qiao AI Wen extremely angry counter smile: ”OK, come on, I still don't believe.”
Song Xi got the card and took a look. This one is not called the landlord. She is sorry for Shuangwang and a set of explosives, so she calmly called the landlord.
Qiao AI Wen glanced at George Sheng and provoked dissension: ”see, the former comrades in arms have changed and become your master.”
George Sheng has a beautiful face. No matter from which point of view, he is exquisite and startling. Song Xi thinks, where can I find such a good-looking ”farmer”? If so, who would be willing to beat him down?
As she thought about it, she played cards. Every time she knocked down Qiao Aiwen, Georges Sheng came out immediately and in a twinkling of an eye Song Xi used two kings.
Heart gradually changed his mind, even if he looks good, she also want to suppress him!
The situation became obvious: Qiao Aiwen was at the bottom of the table, Song Xi was suppressed in the middle of the road, and George Sheng was protected by high rank. Finally, Song Xi was not angry enough to blow up.
After the explosion, she looked at Georges Sheng with three points of pride and seven points of provocation. She didn't dare to do anything about him at ordinary times. Before the card was big or small, it depended on who was strong.
However... When Georges Sheng calmly broke out a set of explosives bigger than Song Xi's, it seemed that the clouds were light and the wind was light, but it was extremely ironic. At that moment, Qiao Aiwen laughed to the four curtains flying together, and Song Xi held a small 5 in his hand, secretly adjusting his breathing.
Not angry, she is not angry, who let her careless, did not remember the card?