Mo Chu didn't stretch out his hand to shake his hand, and his smile became perfunctory, "I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend, he is very possessive, he doesn't like me to chat with other men, let alone shake hands." ”

"It's okay, as long as you remember my name."

She mentioned her boyfriend, but she still didn't repel the man's intention to fish her, but the interest in her eyes was even stronger.

Mo Chu didn't care about him, with the chips he had just won, he turned table by table, and she played any bet.

In less than an hour, she played all over again, and she only won once for each bet.

With 10,000 chips, win back 100 ......

"The price of durian in the city has been raised by Mo Shao's kneeling" Chapter 120 The mixed race of the eight countries is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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