Chapter 12: The Joy of Victory
Lan Xin reached out and touched a card, and the strong man standing behind her was excited when he saw it.
She glanced at N and scratched the card in her hand with her fingernails. She wondered if she should touch herself now or wait for him to light the gun.
The odds of winning in self-draw are a little better, but let him fire a cannon and watch him lose big will be in a good mood.
"Hurry up!" the big head urged, "You're going to have a baby!"
She unhurriedly put the card in her hand in its place, and then pushed the card down with a wave of both hands: "Hu." ”
The people behind her don't understand why they touched themselves and waited so long to get huh?
Liuzi and Datou glanced at her cards and were shocked. This card is a very large hand, even if it is a cannon and she even has a bank, she can win a lot of money, not to mention self-draw.
N turned his head to look at her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, rubbing the cards in his hand. If she hadn't drawn herself, he would have been going to play the card.
"Tsk. She smacked her lips twice, "It's a pity, you can't win." Otherwise, this one is worth more than your kiss. ”
He deepened the corners of his mouth, and he was cheap and obedient, which was tailor-made for her.
She stood up and leaned closer to him, pursing her red lips.
He swept away the mahjong tiles in front of him, reached out and put her on the mahjong table. He put his hands on the edge of the table and wrapped her in his arms, looking at her coldly.
She put her hand around his neck and pursed her lips again.
The people around him all looked like they were watching a good show, only the big head clenched his fists and was angry.
He touched her lips quickly, then left. And she pressed him hard against her, opened her mouth and bit his lip.
He was defenseless and crashed into her and fell on the mahjong table. Her eyes instantly covered with frost, she pulled her hands off with one hand, supported the table with the other, and took two steps back to stare at her lying on the table.
She hit a mahjong tile on her back and shook in pain. She scolded herself in her heart, got up slowly, sat on the mahjong table and swayed her legs and looked at him, with a wicked smile in her eyes.
She patted her lips and said, "It tastes good." ”
And his eyes were even colder, and he left a sentence with a gloomy face: "Yan Chengye!" and left this place of right and wrong.
Behind her came her hearty laughter.
Lan Xin jumped off the table, gave everyone a flying kiss, twisted Xiao Man's waist and left the hall and went back to the room.
She took the medicine Dr. Zhou gave her, went to the second floor, and knocked Dr. Zhou's door.
Dr. Zhou opened the door, his face a little tired: "What's wrong?"
She shook the medicine bottle in her hand: "Come to take medicine, I can't reach it on my back." ”
Dr. Zhou let her in sideways, she looked at the room, and sure enough, it was a doctor, clean and meticulous.
She slipped the medicine bottle into Dr. Zhou's hand and took off her shirt with her back to him.
Dr. Zhou looked away a little embarrassed, but still saw the bruises and bloodshot on her back. He turned to get the other medicine and asked, "How did you get it on your back?"
She replied casually: "The one called Big Head, playing cards with him, was unhappy when he lost, and pushed me." ”
She suddenly changed her self-deprecating tone: "My aunt and grandmother are also inches, and they just hit the protruding wall." ”
As soon as his hand touched the wound on her back, she shook in pain, then sniffed to distract herself.
"Stay away from them in the future, don't rush up. Dr. Zhou put away the medicine bottle and turned to the bathroom to wash his hands.
She said while dressing: "I didn't mess with them, they can't afford to lose, what is the ability to beat women." ”
Dr. Zhou turned off the faucet and wiped his hands: "Wouldn't it be better for you to stay away from them?"
Lan Xin smiled heartlessly: "I was originally a dust worker, and it was my instinct to please men." ”
Dr. Zhou's face became gloomy, and he turned his face away from her, and was busy with himself.
She smiled and left Dr. Zhou's room.