Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Yang Mufan won all the games, and unceremoniously awarded Nan Jue to the three of them, all of them were so angry that she should study hard from Yang Mufan, maybe watching him play for one night, tomorrow she will be able to become mahjong master.

However, neither Yang Muan nor Yang Musheng sat on stools, they insisted on sitting on her lap, so for a whole night, she hugged Yang Muan with her left hand, Yang Musheng with her right hand, sat on Yang Muan with her left leg, and admired Musheng with her right leg.

The two little things stared at each other with big eyes and puffed up their cheeks angrily. They were still jealous of each other. Mu Wanqing was so speechless that she couldn't help but want to roll her eyes.

One admires Fan Sheng, and the other admires Fan Yang. Sure enough, anyone who has anything to do with him is as domineering and arrogant as he is.

Such a young child now knows how to be jealous, and when he grows up, it's okay.

However, Mu Wanqing's mind was not on the two little guys for a long time, but on the mahjong table, just worried that the two little guys would fall to the ground, so she put her arms around their waists respectively.

The group of men who admire Fan, besides mixing together when they are working in the company, also often get together in private, so they play well in everything they play.

They played mahjong at an incredible speed. Before Mu Wanqing could see what cards they were playing, the few people below were already imposing "boom~boom~boom~" and slammed the mahjong on the table superior.

It's hard to get used to their speed, but: I don't know if it's because she's just too stupid, or because those men don't take the usual way, and she can't understand the way they play their cards at all. Obviously, some of the cards are played, but they don't seem to See the same, continue to touch.

"Twenty thousand!!" At the moment Nan Juefeng slammed the card heavily on the table, Mu Wanqing caught sight of Yang Mufan sitting there motionless out of the corner of her eye. Looking at the two handsome and cool cuties, staring at Mu Fan with blushing faces, he urged, "Mu Fan, brother hit [-], why don't you fight..."

It was obvious that the big brother's 20 could not escape, and then Wei Yutian and Zhuo Qingcheng followed suit, each giving [-].

About 40, why not? !

Normal people will want it, okay? !

Admiring Fan and the others playing cards tonight, it doesn't look like they played very well.

A bargaining chip is only [-], and the cheapest Suhu is only [-] at the bottom.

However, there is no upper limit for their playing cards. If the cards are made big, a game can generate millions of economic value.

However, as soon as Mu Wanqing howled, she clearly felt two different gazes coming fiercely.

The three of them, led by Nan Juefeng, were looking at her with a smile that was not a smile, full of evil.

The other one was admiring Fan Fan's resentful eyes that turned from embarrassment into anger.

While turning the rightmost mahjong, Yang Mufan viciously gouged her out, his eyes were as sharp as a knife blade, and his perfect thin lips started gently: "Mu Wanqing, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

Nan Juefeng and the others are first-class no matter what they play, and after being reminded by her, the group of men guessed what cards he had in his hand in a matter of seconds.

His hand was too good to be described in words, but after being disturbed by this woman, he had no choice but to change it.

Of course, he can fully understand: Mu Wanqing's intention to remind him.But he couldn't help feeling: women are short-sighted, they only know about the short-term interests, and they don't understand at all... Putting a long line to catch big fish. .