Mu Jinwei felt that although this posture was ambiguous now, he didn't want to be there.

A roll over pressed Yang Shangni under him, and pressed her arms to the top of her head with both hands.

The temperature continued to rise, and I wanted to bite her tender lips desperately. Those calm eyes suddenly appeared in a circle of rippling feelings, so thick that they couldn't be dissolved.

Desire continued to expand, Mu Jinwei's head lowered and lowered, and he kept approaching Yang Shangni.

The small flames in his body kept shouting, and Mu Jinwei was just about to get up. There was a wicked laugh at the door.

"Oh, fourth sister, are you not over the morning exercise yet?" Jun Mo said with a cheap smile, and Zheng Yanhao came in side by side.

"Well, do you want to be together?" Yang Shangni was still thinking about something hard just now, poking the root of her thigh.

Yang Shangni still can't understand the evil taste between their men.

However, when Mu Jinwei heard Yang Shangni's sentence "Don't be together", her face turned green, the little girl usually has a very flexible mind, how can she speak without going through her brain.

"No, no, you go on, let's just sit here and wait. Saying that, Jun Mo and Zheng Yanhao went to the sofa opposite together, and Zheng Yanhao also looked at the two with more interest.

Mu Jinwei bounced up, straddled his long legs, stood in front of the single sofa, and sat upright.

Yang Shangni still didn't care about being shy or embarrassed, "Wei Er, are you still smoking!"

Yang Shangni suddenly pounced on Mu Jinwei, "What do you have in your pants pocket?" ”

"No, I haven't smoked for a long time!" Mu Jinwei had smoked with Zheng Yanhao a few times before, and was seriously warned by Yang Shangni. He didn't have a habit of smoking, so he never smoked again.

Mu Jinwei suddenly realized something, and hurriedly blocked the hands stretched out to him, looking at the arrogant little girl, he suddenly felt a headache.

If she touches it again, it will make the two guys on the other side see the joke, and the point is that he is really uncomfortable now.

However, how could he stop Yang Shangni, especially now that he didn't dare to have too much range of movement.

Looking at the embarrassed Mu Jinwei, Jun Mo instantly understood. Holding his stomach and laughing on the sofa, Jun Mo has always laughed very low, usually serious like a gentle and elegant son, but every time he laughs regardless of his image, in Mu Mu's words, he looks like a second fool.

Mu Jinwei ignored Yang Shangni, who came over to grope, grabbed a pillow and smashed it at Jun Mo, scolding, "Are you so painful!"

"I think your eggs hurt a lot!hahaha!" Jun Mo laughed uncontrollably again, and Jun Mo, who fell into wild laughter for the second time, couldn't help himself at all in this situation.

Zheng Yanhao also laughed.

Yang Shangni didn't touch the lighter she imagined, Mu Jinwei took the opportunity to quickly push Yang Shangni onto the sofa and rushed to the bathroom by himself.

Yang Shangni always felt that something was wrong, "Big brother, did you say that Wei Lao Er really doesn't smoke?

"Well, that. Zheng Yanhao cleared his throat, sat upright and raised a long arm, rubbed his eyebrows, and still didn't know how to explain to Yang Shangni. "The third, you tell the fourth. ”

"Little four, are you stupid, didn't you see that Wei Er's old face is red into a monkey's ass?"

Jun Mo doesn't care so much. can make Wei Lao Er make a fool, of course he has to say it, who makes Wei Lao Er always bully him.

"He's all on you, and you're not afraid of him...... Well, you know, you must not treat Wei Lao Er as a decent gentleman!" Jun Mo leaned on the back of Yang Shangni's sofa and whispered in her ear. Then continue to laugh to himself.

Yang Shangni's face was red to the root of his ears, like a ripe peach.

No matter how simple Yang Shangni is, he follows these three men all day long, how can he not understand what Jun Mo means.

"I'm going to change my clothes!" Yang Shangni ran away like a panicked kitten for the first time.

"Hahaha!" Jun Mo was still patting Zheng Yanhao's thigh.

Zheng Yanhao, who is 1.9 meters tall, is burly, sitting on the sofa with his legs folded, his body leaning back, and his two long arms resting on the back of the sofa at will, looking at the little girl who fled in the wilderness, he shook his head helplessly, and turned his eyes to the bathroom.

At this time, Mu Jinwei had already come out of the bathroom, and the short hair in front of him was already wet and sticking to his forehead.

"Wei Er, are you angry? No, let's go to the night, I'll find you a young lady to help you?" Of course, the lowly Junsan will not let it go.

Sleepless is an important tool for the Jun family to accumulate wealth, and the largest nightclub, private club, high-end bar, and night entertainment in Twilight City are all covered.

It's like a money harvester to the rich people of Twilight, taking all the money they have in their hands, and they're happy to do it.

Mu Jinwei didn't bother to pay attention to Jun Mo, and sat down by himself.

When Yang Shangni changed into sportswear, several people arrived at the racecourse.

Yang Shangni likes horse racing, and the three men like to bet on horses because of this.

The racecourse is full of people, and Yang Shangni has already chosen a pale golden Akhaltje horse with a healthy body, a thin head and a high neck, slender limbs, thin skin and fine hair, and a light step, which is the legendary sweat and blood horse.

"How about it, do you dare to run?" Yang Shangni stroked the selected racehorse and looked at Zheng Yanhao and Mu Jinwei proudly.

"Is there anything we don't dare?" Mu Jinwei said lightly. A black steed had been chosen, with a white fur on its forehead, which looked like it had opened its eyes.

Mu Jinwei looked at the black steed in front of him again, from the bun armor to the highest point of the hips in a horizontal line, the four hooves are on the same level below the body, divided into the four corners of the rectangle, the forelimbs and shoulders are well combined, and the shoulders are moderately oblique back at an angle of about 45 degrees. Very satisfied, patted the horse's back.

Zheng Yanhao also took a fancy to a black horse, pure black without miscellaneous hair, big eyes, a large nose, small ears, and four strong hooves.

Choosing a horse is not only to look at the quality of the horse, at a glance there are countless good horses in the racecourse, or to look at the eye, just like the selection of objects, all the conditions are met, but not necessarily the one you like, at this time it depends on which one you can fancie.

In the final race, it depends on the cooperation between the rider and the horse.

Mu Muwei and Zheng Yanhao both won the vote, and they chose Yang Shangni's No. 8. If you want to win, you only need to choose the right first place.

Yang Shangni and Jun Mo both voted for the triple color, and the choice was naturally Yang Shangni's No. 8, Mu Jinwei's No. 12 and Zheng Yanhao's No. 13. The top three are selected by the triple color, and the three horses selected are shortlisted for the top three.

The race hadn't even started, and all three were getting used to the horses and getting used to their horses quickly.

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Y, do you dare to make a bet with me?" Mu Jinwei automatically ignored Zheng Yanhao, and only asked Yang Shangni if he dared to block with him alone.

Mu Jinwei had already stepped on the tall horse in front of him at this time, looked at Yang Shangni and asked.

"What do you want to bet?" They often block some conditions on their own, not to bet on the pot, but to put some small conditions between them.

"How about a kiss? Whoever loses kisses each other. Mu Jinwei's brain was hot and he didn't know what was wrong with him, and the picture of kissing the girl he loved had already appeared in his mind, and he seemed to be desperate for this kiss.

"Second brother, what about the face, when I was three years old, it was too low-level, let me kiss you if I win, and you kiss me if I lose, is there a difference?" Yang Shangni was still shy when he said it, and his body felt that he was hiding from the side of the horse, wanting to take advantage, don't think, hum!

"Then how do you want to block it?" Mu Jinwei still didn't want to give up. "If I win, you can kiss me, and if you lose, how about making a condition at will?"

"Hmm......" Yang Shangni was thinking, he didn't seem to lose much, "Okay, but I haven't thought about the conditions yet, it's indefinite, can I mention it at any time if I think about it?"

"Okay! It's decided!" Although Mu Jinwei bet on Yang Shangni, it seems that winning money is not as important as a kiss. Otherwise, let the little girl lose once in a while?

"Second Wei, what about your face, are you planning to trap me?" Zheng Yanhao could see what Mu Jinwei was planning, and learned Yang Shangni's tone.

"Hao, how much did you vote?" Mu Jinwei looked serious, and Zheng Yanhao confirmed his guess even more.

"You're really trying to trick me. 50 million, this kiss is not cheap!" Fifty million is not much for Zheng Yanhao, but just to change the kiss, he naturally feels that it is not worth it, Mu Jinwei can use other methods to get the kiss he wants.

Even if Mu Jinwei kissed Yang Shangni directly, what could he do, at most he would be beaten, and Yang Shangni would definitely be reluctant to kill him.

"If you want to kiss, find a chance to kiss directly, why bother?" Zheng Yanhao also wanted to rescue the poisoned Mu Jinwei.

"You don't understand, it's called fun. "Mu Jinwei is serious.

"It seems that what the fourth sister said is right, your face is lost and you can't come back. Encountering this kind of brazenness, Zheng Yanhao can only admit it.

Jun Mo sat alone in the private room waiting for the three of them, watching the game. He doesn't like horse racing, he likes drag racing, and he often goes to racing, the four generations of the Jun family are single, just such a single seedling, the old man Jun doesn't want his only heir to have an accident, and it is strictly forbidden for Jun Mo to race.

There was a lot of noise around the arena, and three tall horses rushed to the front.

It was evident that the black horses on the left and right had been pressing down on the other horses that were about to catch up. In the middle, a pale golden Akhalje horse is in the first position with two black horses at the distance of a horse's head.

The event was in full swing, and the audience at the scene was even more excited, staring at the horses they bet on, but the scene at this time made many spectators who were not optimistic about the pale gold No. 8 Akhaljema sweat, and they all knew that this was not the end, and it was useless to be in the first place now.

A man stood in the exclusive VIP box in the middle of the entire viewing building, facing the arena, "Did you buy No. 12?" The man asked his subordinates gloomily, shuddering.

"Yes, sir. The bouncer with the poker face replied respectfully.

"He's protecting No. 8, go check how many numbers he bought!" After saying that, the man sat back on the sofa, but his eyes did not take off the field.

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, and he immediately reacted, the master should be asking the No. 8 player, and the master has been paying attention to Mucheng and Mu Dashao for the past two years.

The man picked up the tea in front of him, sent it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, did not drink it, and played with the tea bowl with his hand.

A long, hideous scar runs diagonally from the forehead to the left eyebrow to the left cheekbone.

"Sir, I found out, the No. 8 that Mu Shao and Zheng Ye both bought, not themselves. ”

"Interesting, No. 8 is that girl, right?" The scarred man's tone was very affirmative, not like asking the people around him, as if talking to himself.

The people below didn't see that No. 8 was a woman, after all, with protective gear, they couldn't see their faces at all, let alone their hair. No one dared to say anything.

At the end of the final lap, a red horse with giant eyes rushed up like a flame, and just then the number 12 horse was leaning to the right, and suddenly the horse's head was deflected to the right, and the angle of deviation was very large.

Seeing that the giant-eyed red horse was about to rush over the head horse, but he was caught off guard and collided with No. 12, the man turned on his back, the two riders rolled off the horse, and Mu Jinwei took advantage of inertia to roll out of the track.