Ling Xiao shook his head, "It's hard for me to sing. ”

Cheng wanted to raise his eyebrows, "It's better to be ugly." Make me laugh, and you'll get through. ”

Ling Xiao hesitated. But when I thought of the notebook, I took the microphone.

Ban Cuntou was the most clever, snatched another microphone from the yellow-haired female companion, and diligently handed it to Cheng Yu.

This scene is a bit magical for Ling Xiao.

Although Cheng Xiyan and Cheng Yu are brothers, there is almost no intersection between the two circles.

When she and Cheng Xiyan are together, they don't see Cheng Xi every time. But as long as the brothers are in the same frame, the glory and light will belong to Chengxi Yan alone.

Desire, no sense of existence.

But at this moment, the desire is no longer any foil. In places that are not easily discovered, he can also make a universe of his own. All the starlight surrounds him.

Ling Xiao just had such a thought, but when he came back to his senses, he found that a room full of people were staring at him.

It turned out that the accompaniment had reached the female part, and it was time for her to enter the beat.

Ling Xiao tried to open his voice, but his deaf and numb right ear began to bewitch again, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears. His throat was then blocked like cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.

The unbearable memories rolled like waves, and she suddenly let go of the microphone in her hand.

The microphone slammed into the ground, making a screeching sound.

A shadow came, and the tall figure bent down to sit her in the corner of the couch.

Cold fingers touched her face.

"Let you make me laugh, you will cry first." Cheng wanted to wipe the tears from her face with his thumb, his expression was very dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry." Ling Xiao's voice was soft.

Huang Mao saw that the boss with a slight cleanliness habit not only wiped the woman's tears, but also licked his fingertips after finishing, and poked the brothers next to him in fright, "Look, look!" ”

Ban Cun's head turned white, he glanced at him and walked over with a sieve cup, "How boring it is to sing!" Let's play a game? The old rules. ”

Cheng wanted to look at Ling Xiao, who was in a depressed mood, and he was not interested in karaoke, so he nodded in agreement.

There was no need to sing, Ling Xiao didn't let go of his breath before he heard the two female goblins sitting opposite say, "I hate it, come again." I didn't say it in advance, I only wore a dress today! ”

A few coquettish words in exchange for a stack of red banknotes.

The female goblins happily sat around, and by the way, they gave Ling Xiao, a rookie who had just arrived, their old rules.

To put it bluntly, it is the loser who takes off his clothes.

While they were shaking their dice, Ling Xiao lowered his head and counted the clothes on his body.

It's really a drop in the bucket!

Fortunately, after a few rounds, Cheng Desire has been winning.

Ling Xiao's tense heartstrings gradually relaxed, and he even dozed off.

Cheng wanted to see it, and almost laughed angrily, and the hand that threw the dice used a skill when he withdrew it.

The settled dice are shaken.

When I opened it, it was 3 1s.

Huang Mao didn't doubt that he had him, and laughed, "Feng Shui takes turns!" Boss, lost. Finally replaced. ”

Ling Xiao, who was named, was instantly frightened awake.

Looking at the ridiculously low points, Ling Xiao's eyes were disappointed, "They say that your master is a gambling god." ”

Cheng wants to be lazy, "people have misses, horses have stumbled." ”

This is also true. The two female goblins on the opposite side have already taken off their socks, hairpins, and necklaces. He just lost the first hand.

When Ling Xiao took off his coat, he was still very worried and admonished, "If you lose again, quit gambling in the future!" The God of Gamblers doesn't have an apprentice like you! ”

"Make rules for me? It's fat! Cheng wanted to smile on his face.

Ling Xiao suddenly didn't dare to squeak.

But she watched a few games calmly, and found that every time it was a 3-1 fiasco, only to realize the problem - this man lost on purpose!

watched Cheng Xiang cross Erlang's legs in the light, leaning crookedly on the back of the sofa, his eyes shining with evil taste, as if admiring her embarrassment of taking off only her suspenders.

Ling Xiao angrily wanted to smash his face with the socks on the ground, but he didn't know how beautiful his bulging face and thin and white shoulders were under the light.

After watching the play for a night, he knew that he couldn't take it off anymore, "Why don't you change the bet and drink the loser?" ”