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Chapter 112 Willing to gamble and admit defeat
Mo Sangsang's heart immediately rose to his throat.

Then, he was seen reaching for the cup on the right.

She breathed a sigh of relief again.

However, at this moment, the man's hand suddenly pointed to the cup on the left, and flicked on it casually, "That's it."

Mo Sangsang's heart skipped a beat and he almost passed out.

This man is a little bit lucky, right?

Depressedly, she turned over the cup on the left and said sullenly, "Congratulations, you guessed it right."

But seeing this man still smiled viciously, he said in a serious manner, "It seems that I'm lucky."

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows.

Mo Sangsang took a step back, but stopped in the man's provocative gaze.

The man seemed to be saying.

Mosangsang, don't you dare?

Unexpectedly, the words of Qin Geyang and Song Yueran flashed across his mind.

She is useless and can only rely on them?
of course not.

Even in the most difficult time, she never asked the two of them to help her even once.

She was just too timid.

But in the future, no more.

Her gaze fell on the man's lips, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes severely, stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, and quickly pecked Leng Yejue's lips.

Kiss, kiss, isn't it just lip-to-mouth!What's the big deal?
Besides, luck is part of strength, but can it last for a long time?
Of course not!
After doing this, Mo Sangsang's face seemed to be on fire, but his fighting spirit became high, "Go on, go on!"

She sped up her movements again, and the three cups seemed to have turned into phantoms in her hands, the speed was extremely fast.

In the end, she stopped and gave Leng Yejue a provocative smile.

Leng Yejue returned a lazy smile, his eyes swept over the three cups again, and casually pointed to the left cup, "That's it."

Mo Sangsang's eyes widened in disbelief.

Actually... was he guessed right again?
"Not yet opened?"

Hearing these words, Mo Sangsang reluctantly turned over the cup on the left, revealing a section of radish underneath.

The smile on Leng Yejue's lips widened, and he deliberately teased, "Little thing, it seems that my luck is very good today."

Mo Sangsang was powerless, "...Congratulations."

"Willing to admit defeat, huh?"

"Of course!" Mo Sangsang quickly stepped forward again and pecked the man on the lips.

The man's lips were extremely hot, and this temperature seemed to be contagious, making her face blush from her lips to the roots of her ears.

The red one.

Leng Yejue put his hand on Mo Sangsang's face and asked knowingly, "Little thing, do you have a fever, why are you so red, huh?"

Mo Sangsang almost exploded, "I don't have a fever, I'm just too hot."

"That's right, why is this room so hot?" Mo Sangsang stepped back a little, looked left and right, stretched out her two hands, and fanned herself constantly, trying in vain to cool down the temperature on her face.

"Do you want to continue?"

Mo Sangsang snorted, "Continue, of course continue."

After finishing speaking, she paused and ran downstairs, "Wait a minute, I'll go get something."

She took another five cups from the kitchen, went upstairs, and said out of breath, "A few more cups are more interesting."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Leng Yejue earnestly, "Do you think it's all right?"

"Okay," Leng Yejue readily agreed.

Mo Sangsang breathed a sigh of relief, with a confident smile on his face again, "Then let's continue."

When she practiced the dexterity of her fingers to hold a knife, she used these small cups.

In this regard, she never believed that she would lose.

(End of this chapter)