Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Xia Xuan said: "I won't."

Song Le didn't worry about this at all, shook his head, and looked at him brightly:

"It's okay, you're so smart, I'll tell you the rules once, and you'll definitely understand it right away."

Her voice lingered in his ears, lively and lively, with a softness that needed to be pampered.

Xia Xuan's expression remained the same, but his eyes darkened a little, and it took a long time before he said helplessly: "Okay, what should I do if I lose?"

Song Le thought for a while, then smiled and said: "If you lose...you will be fined to drink."

However, she suddenly thought of a question: "Xia Xuan, have you ever had a drink?"

"Ah."

"You can drink and watch, it's very interesting." Song Le blinked, and asked someone to bring a bottle of wine with a low alcohol content, seducing him.

Xia Xuan pursed her lips.

Then she took her to the seat where she was originally sitting, and Song Le smiled and said to the other two poker players: "He doesn't know how to play, you have to be merciful."

The bald-headed boy among them grinned and joked, "Boss, I haven't studied, so I don't know what it means to be merciful."

Song Le gave him a funny look.

Reshuffle, draw cards.

Song Le lay obediently beside Xia Xuan and watched.

His fingers were fair and slender, as beautiful as a work of art, which attracted her attention unconsciously.

After restraining for a while, Song Le looked at his cards.

After seeing clearly one by one, I was a little dumbfounded for a moment——

What, what kind of luck is this?

Why is the same position, in her hands and in the hands of the boss, the effect is so different...

Think about her bad cards before, and then look at the good cards in the hands of the boss.

Song Lexiao leaned over depressed and happy.

Envious and jealous: "You are lucky."

Xia Xuan could hear her sadness, and couldn't help squinting and asked, "Is this card good?"

Song Le nodded, and then explained it to him in detail.

Xia Xuan focused on two things, listening and looking at the cards played by the other two.

I don't know if he played a few strange cards intentionally or unintentionally. Song Le thought it was because he couldn't play and made a mistake, and originally wanted to stop it.

However, they accidentally tricked the two of them into a lot of cards, and in the end, everything went smoothly... and they won.

The two younger brothers were silent for a while.

The bald head said honestly: "Boss, brother-in-law is really lucky."

Unexpectedly, the flattery was slapped on the horse's leg.

Song Le didn't realize the word brother-in-law at first, nodded and said, "That is."

Afterwards, he realized that he was certain of something, and his face flushed instantly, not daring to look at the big brother's face.

Silence burst: What brother-in-law, I don't have a blind brother like you!

Maybe it was because her eyes were too intimidating, another younger brother quickly changed the subject: "Come on, let's continue, Feng Shui takes turns, let's see how our luck will be next."

After a while, Song Le continued to focus on Xia Xuan's cards.

In the past few days, he acted like a god, and his luck was so good that it made people lose his temper.

Often when someone else plays two cards, he even blows up the pair of straight planes and goes away.

game over.

From the beginning to the end, the boss looked the same as usual.

"..."

Song Le looked at the two younger brothers who began to doubt life and self, and choked with laughter.

Later, when the feng shui took turns, Xia Xuan's luck began to be bad.

All they got were scattered cards that couldn't be linked together, some big and some small.

Song Le blinked: I guess I will lose this time.

So she poured out a small glass of wine, bent her eyes and said, "Xia Xuan, I'm ready."

Xia Xuan glanced at her and said softly, "So sure I will lose?"

Song Le was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed and said, "If you win, I'll drink it."

Xia Xuan was noncommittal, and the time to play the cards was a little slower by a second.

Seven or eight minutes passed, and Song Le looked at the two people who were defeated again, and couldn't recover from it.

This, how does this count.

How can you win?

After a long time, Song Le came back to his senses, flattered the boss and said:

"Wow...Xia Xuan, you convinced me that playing cards really requires brains."

She used to blame luck all the time, she was wrong.

But the boss has only been playing for a long time, so he is so good, so talented.

When Xia Xuan heard the words, she only smiled lightly, like melting an iceberg, but her words were not so gentle: "So."

He glanced at the wine glass, meaning something.