There was a quiet fragrance of lemon in the room, and the shallow wafted out from Geng Yu'er's body.

Geng Yu'er was covering her eyes with a headrest, and the little girl was tossing and turning, but in such a dark night, her consciousness was not blurred.

There were so many things in my head that night.

At first, Geng Yuer thought of Li Tuo and thought of Li Tuo's reason for saying goodbye to the north.

For some reason, my heart welled up with acidity.

A little tear was flowing lonely.

When the tear mole under his left eye flowed, in order to make himself less uncomfortable, Geng Yuer had to think about something else.

So some bits and pieces of the past, a lot of memories, have broken through the time.

Some of the many deeds he did in the Iron Painting Gambling House, about the man.

That person is, of course, the wind boss in the iron painting gambling house, and he is very popular.

Seventeen-year-old Geng Yu'er has been filled with memories of this man for at least thirteen years of his life.

In his memory, he was decadent, often sitting silently in the dark pavilion of the gambling house, holding a bottle of wine in his hand all the time, and from time to time he would get drunk on the sofa, and then the wine would spill all over his body.

When he was a child, Geng Yuer always felt that Feng Xingyi was smelly all over his body, and he was always reluctant to approach.

After a few years, I heard from others that he was originally a general, but after losing the battle, he had to retreat to this independent desert island, drunk and dreaming of death.

Five or six-year-old children actually don't understand, but from then on, Geng Yu'er looked at Feng Xingyi's gaze and gradually felt pity.

After all, once in all, Feng Xingyi fell in front of Geng Yu'er.

Geng Yu'er looked left and right, and saw that there was really no one around, so he gritted his teeth and went up to touch each other.

For a girl, Feng Xingyi's body was too heavy, but Geng Yuer still carried it on the head of the bed. But the most unbearable thing is the stench on Feng Xingyi's body.

That night, Geng Yu'er remembered very well that she actually took seven baths, and the last time, she squeezed many slices of lemon juice into the water, as if to wipe out the smell of contamination.

After that, Geng Yuer would often pick up the drunken Feng Xingyi.

The last time, between the words of Feng Xingyi, his mouth came over and kissed the corner of the little girl's lips.

Geng Yu'er, who had always been as cold as frost, simply fled back to her room, and then her cheeks flushed with pink.

Later, Feng Xingyi stopped drinking, and his trembling hands were much better.

Later, Geng Yuer also began to mix at the gambling table, from a little girl who didn't know anything to a famous "female gambling god".

At the gambling table, Geng Yuer never wanted to lose, because he knew that there would be such a person staring behind him.

Geng Yu'er didn't want Feng Xingyi to see his happy appearance, and Geng Yu'er didn't want Feng Xingyi to see his haggard face.

You can say that this is Geng Yuer's stubbornness, but which girl is not stubborn!

In a gambling game, there was a person named Qi Nan who wanted to treat Geng Yu'er lightly, and there were many people in the casino who were indignant, but there were indeed few people who dared to stop drinking.

But Feng Xingyi nailed that hand through with a knife without blinking.

Feng Xingyi took the frightened Geng Yu'er back to the room, and the two didn't say anything.

Geng Yu'er remembered everything that happened that day, but Geng Yu'er didn't remember how easy it was at that time, because from beginning to end, he lowered his head and didn't dare to meet this man's eyes.

Just when everyone thought that the good things for the two were about to happen, Geng Yuer took the initiative to find Feng Xingyi and asked to leave.

In fact, the little girl has nowhere to go.

In fact, Geng Yuer was waiting for Feng Xingyi to forcibly keep herself.

But Feng Xingyi didn't say anything, and Feng Xingyi just nodded in the end.

Geng Yu'er wondered why Xingyi didn't move.

Geng Yu'er mechanically continued to squander at the table.

After all, in the last game, I finally met Mo Wujiu.

At that time, Geng Yuer actually wanted to lose on purpose, but the stubbornness in his heart did not allow him to do so.

Geng Yu'er wiped away her tears faintly.

In the days when Li Tuo was around, Geng Yuer never thought about it again.

I thought a lot about it that night, and of course Geng Yu'er knew the reason.

Geng Yu'er won Kou Wenzhan, and Geng Yu'er was certainly qualified to ask Kou Wenzhan for gambling debts.

In fact, Geng Yu'er couldn't tell what he wanted, so the ghost said it to the gods.

"How's the Iron Painting Gambling House doing?"

Kou Wenzhan smiled and just said.

Feng Xingyi's hands began to shake again. ”