Chapter 82: Boss, What's Wrong with the Corners of Your Mouth?

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"Isn't it heavy again? I'll tap again......" A small smug smile appeared on the corner of Qin Xian's mouth.

Qin quietly pinched it quickly, and he wanted to play quickly.

"What's the hurry?" Zhan Qing still didn't know why Qin Xin was in such a hurry.

However, he asked deliberately.

Qin quietly pinched it out of order, but it was extremely comfortable, and these hands were still a little useful.

"Uncles are waiting for me......" Qin said with a smile.

Zhan Qing squinted, almost comfortable, "Okay! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin quietly stopped over there, got up and was about to run, but was pulled by Zhan Qing's hat.

Zhan Qing tugged at Qin Xian's hat and pulled him to the table.

Zhan Qing sat directly in Qin Xin's position, "I'm rubbing my shoulders." ”

Qin quietly watched her position being sat by Zhan Qing, she was angry, she hadn't played enough.

Didn't you just say let her play......

"If you want to play, press it!" The corners of Zhan Qing's lips hooked, revealing a faint and evil arc.

Qin quietly's cheeks bulged, but he still reluctantly pressed Zhan Qing's shoulder.

"Boss, I lost miserably...... Qiao Meng lost the most, and when he saw the change of battle coming up, he immediately came to his senses.

While the boss is not fully awake, win him.

"Bear-like!" Zhan Qing smiled and threw out a card.

"If this kid doesn't win it back today, he will probably die of depression." Fang Jin threw the cigarette to Zhan Qing and said with a smile.

Lucheng looked at Qin Xian's puffing appearance and couldn't take his eyes off.

Zhan Qing squinted, looked at Lucheng through the smoke, and pursed his lips.

The scab on the lip is still a little painful......

The bite is really hard.

Zhan Qing gave Qiao Meng a big cannon as soon as he came up, and Qiao Meng, who was happy, was about to jump up.

"Qin Quiet, give money!" Zhan Qing extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray and said quietly to Qin.

"What?" Qin Ming, who was only sulking, really didn't hear what Zhan Qing said.

"I said give money." Zhan Qing repeated it again.

"It's ...... Is this what I won? Qin quietly quit, why should she give Uncle Nine the money she won after playing all night.

"Huh?" Zhan Qing was just a word with an upward tail note, which made Qin quietly endure his anger and take money out of his hat.

Fang Jin looked at Qin Xian's action of taking out the money, as if he wanted his life, and shook his head with a smile, this kid is so cute.

After a period of time passed, Qin Xin, who had been massaging Zhan Qing there, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Uncle Nine has been playing for so long, and he hasn't won, not to mention, he has been firing cannons, and he specializes in cannons, he is simply a gunner.

Qin Xin's hat became more and more deflated, and seeing that the money he won was about to be lost, Qin quietly said in a sullen and dissatisfied manner, "Uncle Jiu, I'll have a good time!" ”

"Keep pressing, did I tell you to stop?" When Zhanqing was playing mahjong, he was addicted to cigarettes and lit a flue.

"I'm going to lose......" Qin quietly stomped his feet angrily.

At this time, Lucheng found out that the corners of Zhan Qing's mouth were broken, and when he ate at night, it was not good.

"Boss, what's wrong with the corners of your mouth?" Lucheng asked with a smile.

"Yes, I wanted to ask just now, the wound is not small." Qiao Meng will win back all the money he lost.

Qin Jing only remembered at this time that he had bitten Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Nine woke up drunk, he won't remember, right?

She forgot about being forcibly kissed by Uncle Nine just now......

"Mouth? It's ...... Dog bites! Zhan Qing touched his bitten lip, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.