The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Su Mucheng leaned against the wall, bent her legs casually, with a smile in her eyes.

"Little sister."

"Fuck!"

Guishou opened his mask excitedly, his beautiful face was filled with shock.

"What the hell! When did you come out? I thought I would never see you again!"

"Also! What's wrong with you? Why are you sitting in Mo Yanchen's arms! Do you know who he is?"

"Master Chen! He is Master Chen! The man who is frightened on the street! Some time ago, I heard that he even brought down the boss of a group, the kind who even took the blame!"

Just thinking about it makes people feel cold in the soles of their feet. What is her senior sister doing?

Still trying to get into the arms of such a dangerous terrorist?

I feel like life is too dull and I want to find excitement.

"Hang Ti."

Su Mucheng reached out and hooked her shoulder, interrupting the excited chatter.

"Ah...? Senior sister, what do you want to say?"

Hang Ti immediately touched her waist smoothly. Tsk...this small waist is still the same as before, very thin.

Su Mucheng opened her eyes and looked at her, suddenly frowning: "Hangti, you said your ghost hands are so good at pinching, are you pretending to be tired?"

Hang Ti: "..."

She touched the tip of her nose embarrassedly, what's wrong?Are you going to break things up as soon as we meet?

The two of them entered the same toilet arm in arm. Su Mucheng leaned into Hang Ti's ear and whispered in a very low voice: "Let me tell you secretly, Mr. Chen... is your senior brother-in-law."

Hang Ti: "...!!!"

"What the hell!!!?"

……

Su Mucheng slowly returned to the hall, and Mo Yanchen walked towards her: "So long?"

He almost sent someone to find her.

"Oh... I have a bit of a stomach upset and diarrhea."

Mo Yanchen: "..."

His big hand directly covered her lower abdomen, the palm of his hand was warm and comfortable, and he frowned: "Take you to see a doctor."

"Eh..." Su Mucheng quickly grabbed him and smiled: "Why should I see a doctor after I've finished my bowel movements? Sit down and continue playing. I haven't seen enough yet."

Hang Ti, who has put on a mask and returned to his seat, said: "..."

Is this Mr. Chen? !

Where has the murderous aura gone?

Her senior sister... is a bit powerful.

Seeing that Mo Yanchen was not interested, Su Mucheng went to take his place.

The man raised his eyes and glanced at her, curved his lips lovingly, and let her go.

He has no interest in opening the stage. They are all leftovers from previous games. The little girl seems to think it is quite new, so let her do it. If she loses, he will give it to her.

The cards were dealt out again. Su Mucheng glanced at the cards in her hand and smiled at Hang Ti.

Hang Ti: "..."

She saw her senior sister putting her hands on the man's shoulders and sitting on the armrest of his chair, looking cool and attractive.

Jiang Ze was playing cards seriously.

Although Su Mucheng held the cards in her hand, she didn't play any of them, as if she was just holding them out of curiosity.

For a moment, the battlefield on the stage was equivalent to the confrontation between Jiang Ze and Gui Shou.

Hang Ti is very annoyed. Ever since her senior sister gave her a thunderbolt, it has been difficult for her to concentrate. She always looks over there uncontrollably, and is shocked in her heart.

Her senior sister actually nestled in that man's arms like a cute little white rabbit, and watched them play with interest.

So...after the second game, Hang Ti lost.

In the third game...she lost again.

"..."

"Fuck!"

Jiang Ze suddenly stood up excitedly: "Brother Chen, I killed the ghost hand!"

Jiang Ze couldn't believe it. This ghost hand didn't seem to be as powerful as the legend.

Cheng Zixiu was also surprised.

But Mo Yanchen didn't have much fluctuation. On the contrary, he looked at Hang Ti with enigmatic eyes.

In the process of playing the cards, he clearly felt that the opponent's condition was not very good, and it was obvious that he did not have the momentum of the first game.

"I'm willing to admit defeat. Today is your place."

Hang Ti put away the feeling of shock in her heart and nodded respectfully.

Jiang Ze was still in shock.

Mo Yanchen narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

At this time, Mo Yi also happened to come over: "Master, it's all ready. He wants to meet you."

After thinking for a moment, Mo Yanchen nodded: "Yes."

"Go wait for me in the box. Huh?"

Mo Yanchen pinched Su Mucheng's face gently, turned to give Cheng Zixiu and Jiang Ze a look, and then walked to the underground floor with Mo Yi.

"Come on, sister-in-law, let's go up."

"Wait a moment."

Just as Jiang Ze was about to leave, Shen Xinru suddenly came over. She looked at Su Mucheng with an unchanging smile on her face, but there was disdain in her eyes.

"Are you Yan Chen's girlfriend? Hello, I'm Shen Xinru."

"Hello."

On the surface, Su Mucheng is not a stingy person.

But what Shen Xinru said next made her couldn't help but laugh.

She said half-jokingly: "The people around Yan Chen are all excellent. The first time we met, it happened to be here again. Why don't we play together? It just so happens that Zixiu and I haven't seen each other for a long time. We want to have a good time together." Let’s compare notes and pass the time.”

Su Mucheng narrowed her eyes and heard Jiang Ze rejecting it for her before she even opened her mouth: "No!"

He looked very unhappy and walked up to Shen Xinru: "Xinru, sister-in-law, she has never been exposed to these things and doesn't know how to play."

The last time she played poker, she lost like shit. If she wanted to play poker now, why not just let Shen Xinru crush her to death?

Shen Xinru was in the same circle as them, and her family's training for her was not limited to just a girl, so she knew a lot of things.

Cheng Zixiu also had a bad look on his face. The look he looked at Shen Xinru was no longer as friendly as it was at the beginning. This clearly meant that he wanted to bully his sister-in-law.

Yan Chen was not here, so they had to protect their own people.