Traps Of Love

If you lose, do you really love him?

This confession is too sudden and too serious.

Mi Xiaoya's face was so red that she didn't dare to see the bright light of his eyes.

This man -

his EQ is absolutely first-class.

Originally, she had regarded him as the enemy, and her rock solid reason almost fell in a moment. It seemed that her previous judgment was all misunderstanding.

He cares about not only Bai Liusu, but also mi Xiaoya.

"How to bet?" Mi Xiaoya's heart beats like thunder. She can't afford to lose gambling on her love, so she must clearly understand the rules.

Because she's with aze now.

Even this time, she came to find Chu Zixuan alone, in order not to give him any trouble.

Her feelings, not only belong to her, so, for them, he must win.

Gongmo's mouth is graceful and upturned, and a small white ivory ball appears in the middle of his beautiful fingers. The jade ball turns on his slender fingertips and falls on the huge wheel made of cherry wood in the middle of the room.

The sound of bone Lu Lu rang out, the ball quickly turned in the black and red grid full of numbers.

"Xiaoya, I sent Mensa's invitation to you, but you refused. Now this competition is a pity for me. "

"No matter win or lose, it's my honor to compete with you." Palace Mo smile, seems to gather the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"Today we'll play roulette."

Mi Xiaoya's heart is shocked again. When she was in junior high school, she was invited by Mensa. It was gong Mo who sent it out?!

Yes!

Memory suddenly appeared in front of her. At that time, she was on the second grade of junior high school. Suddenly, she received a letter without stamps, which was an invitation in English.

At that time, MI Xiaoya just came into contact with English and couldn't understand the content at all. She also went to look up the English Dictionary specially. When the words were right, she asked the teacher to help explain some complex sentence patterns. Only in this way could she make it clear.

Mensa "Mensa" is a club that gathers high intelligence talents.

At that time, MI Xiaoya was also flattered. However, she felt that her memory was slightly better than ordinary people, but she did not think that she belonged to the scope of high IQ talents.

She is more curious about how the Mensa organization found her and how it knew her address.

Therefore, michaelia collected all the information about Mensa very seriously, and finally found a lot of information.

The word Mensa comes from the Latin meaning of round table. The potential moral of Mensa is to invite people with similar IQ to sit together equally.

Since it was founded in Oxford in 1946, it has expanded and developed into the name of the world's top IQ club. It is a supreme honor to be invited by Mensa.

However, MI Xiaoya does not like to be classified as high IQ or genius. She is a simple person, like ordinary life, warm family, friends Chu Zixuan company, handsome Gu Fengzhan pursuit, has made her heart full of nothing else.

The outside world is very big, but Mi Xiaoya's heart is very small. That's it. She doesn't want to see the wider world.

Therefore, at that time, MI Xiaoya almost refused without hesitation.

Just -

did not expect that it was gong Mo, MI Xiaoya's mood was stirred up layer upon layer of ripples, from which time, he began to pay attention to her?

Why?!

Palace Mo seems not willing to give her the opportunity to continue to think, with a start, the wheel on the table has quickly turned up.

"Big or small?" He looks up gracefully, and all his actions are elegant and noble.

Mi Xiaoya's spirit was shocked immediately, and she focused on the wheel. Roulette has 37 numbers, including numbers 1 to 36 and 0. Except for red and black, numbers 0 and 00 are green on roulette.

Heart at this moment, as if playing a stimulant in general, fast crazy jump up, with the change of the number, the whole person's spirit tense to the extreme.

Blood is boiling, time is slow, exciting, dangerous and full of expectation.

She wants to win!

She has to win!

The wheel turns clockwise quickly, and the ball pops up counter clockwise and rolls on the wheel. The speed is so fast that it is impossible to judge which number it will stop at.

"Big!" Mi Xiaoya decided to bet her luck.

Gongmo's mouth slightly raised a radian, and the pear vortex on his cheeks loomed, which had the elegant beauty of Qinglian ink painting.

"You lost." He said slowly, "Xiaoya, although you are good at remembering numbers, your luck is not so good. Perhaps from the surface, it seems that it is easier to win when it is too big, but in fact, it is easier to win when it is too small. "

"And you care too much about the results."

Gong Mo's eyes are sincere and bright, "when a person cares too much about the outcome, especially the gambler's words, then there is no doubt that he will lose."With his words will lose no doubt, the ivory jade ball just stops on the number "1".

It goes without saying, just as Miyamoto judged.

Mi Xiaoya lost!

She opened her eyes as if she had been badly hurt, and her heart sank. What is the origin of this man in the end? He can analyze all her behavioral psychology with such a straight line!

So, what is his identity, a psychologist with high IQ? Or the grey man who runs the underground black ring? Or the casino owner? Or a Murderer with white bones outside the corridor?

"How did the white bone come from outside?" Mi Xiaoya decided to fight back, she can't continue to be led by his nose.

"Palace Mo light smile," is tiger's. In addition to gambling, underground casinos also smuggle tiger meat and skin. In those days, tassels were the first pot of gold accumulated by robbing them. "

Mi Xiaoya's heart beat so hard that she couldn't calm down her agitation.

This man is so playful!

Every time when she is stable, she can use a simple sentence to stir up all her uneasiness and gain the upper hand.

"Go on, big or small?" Palace Mo elegant and gentlemanly make a please action.

"Big!" Mi Xiaoya doesn't change her mind. She still has two chances. As long as she wins, she won't lose.

"Xiaoya, you lost again." Gongmo's beautiful and charming Danfeng eyes are alienated, soft and confident.

Mi Xiaoya's heart was directly lifted to his throat by his words, and her blood was frozen all over her body. She could not help but squeeze her palm.

Why did she lose? She didn't believe that any mentality can decide everything until she got the ball into the roulette and started it.

since it's a gamble, why can't she win?!

"There is no result yet. It's not sure who will win." Mi Xiaoya stubbornly pursues the small ball on the roulette, so nervous that her face and breath become difficult.

"Because, I hope you lose." Palace Mo dotes on the partial head of drowning, gentle look to her, the voice of tenderness makes the heart melt.