Mrs. Shizi[Comprehensive Martial Arts]

The beauty standing in front of Zhao Youheng has eyebrows like emerald feathers, muscles like white snow, waist like beams, teeth like shells, and a sweet smile. Fang Tao is like plum.

That bowed head and that blessed body showed a delicate and pitiful state.

It would be difficult for any normal man to keep calm when Sharman looked over with tears in his eyes.

Except for Zhao Youheng.

Many people noticed the movements of Shaman and Zhao Youheng, and some even directly said to Shaman, "Girl, he doesn't want you, I want you."

Without even looking at these men who volunteered to take her away, Shaman stared at Zhao Youheng in front of him, expecting the other party to give her the answer she wanted.

Zhao Youheng, who didn't feel the charm of Sharman, frowned, unfolded his fan and shook it in front of his chest. He carefully looked up and down at Sharman standing in front of him.

His eyes paused for a moment between the brows and eyes of the other party who were very similar to his mother, and after realizing that the other party actually had a three-point resemblance to his deceased mother, Zhao Youheng couldn't help but froze.

Not far away, Zhao Youheng was found to be dazed. Duan Murong: "..." Good job.

Even if Zhao Youheng is wearing a mask, for Duanmu Rong who is very familiar with the other party, she can still quickly and accurately distinguish the other party's emotional changes from his movements.

Touching the Rakshasa mask on her face, Duanmu Rong let out a cold snort in her heart, and looked expressionlessly at Shaman who was standing opposite Zhao Youheng.

Shaman was supposed to provide her with services, but now he didn't even say hello to her, and tried to change him to a service object directly in front of her.

Did she just not exist?

With such an attitude towards her and such a gesture towards Zhao Youheng, is there such a big difference between men and women?

Very good, great.

Duan Murong looked at Zhao Youheng, who was fascinated by Shaman's beauty, and she snorted coldly with her arms folded, and then remembered that she and Zhao Youheng had just met this matter, so it was not too late Walk towards the direction where Shaman and Zhao Youheng are.

"You are blocking my way, can you let me go?"

An extremely familiar female voice without any emotion/color rang in his ears. Zhao Youheng, who came back to his senses, turned his head and saw Duanmu Rong standing next to him wearing a Rakshasa mask and crossing his arms.

Zhao Youheng: "...?"

Blinking his eyes, Zhao Youheng realized belatedly that he probably didn't know when he had offended Duanmurong.

But when did he offend A Rong?And where... got A Rong offended?

As if he didn't notice Zhao Youheng's doubts, when the other party turned his head to look at her, Duan Murong put down his hands on his chest, maintained his noble and glamorous posture, always remembering that he and Zhao Youheng were inseparable at this time. Knowing her, even her voice became a little cold, "So, don't get in the way."

Different from Zhao Youheng, although Shaman also sensed the coldness from Duanmurong, she thought that Duanmurong acted like this because she was angry that she wanted to change her service object without saying hello, and even wanted to talk to someone else. The act of walking made him lose face.

Doing this in front of Duanmu Rong, Shaman seemed too eager.

However, for Sharman, who has strong ambitions and desires, she is unwilling to miss this fleeting opportunity.

She didn't want to "fight with chicken and eggs", and realized that she might have offended Duanmu Rong, Shaman made a low profile in front of the other party, and she deeply lowered herself to Duanmu Rongfu, "My dear guest, I'm sorry."

Duanmu Rong glanced at Zhao Youheng with a poker face after sweeping Shaman, whose every move and every move aroused pity, who was completely different from her.

Zhao Youheng subconsciously smiled back at Duanmurong, but unfortunately he forgot that he was wearing a mask at the moment, Duanmurong couldn't see his smile, and could only judge that he was at this time through his slightly curved eyes. is laughing.

He didn't know where he had offended Duan Murong, Zhao Youheng thought that his performance could satisfy Duan Murong, but when he noticed his slightly curved eyes, Duan Murong couldn't help but feel angry.

--laugh?Zhao Youheng can still laugh?

Gee.

Where Shaman couldn't see, Duanmu Rong rolled her eyes at Zhao Youheng.

Zhao Youheng: "..." Ah Rong is really angry? !

Realizing this, Zhao Youheng subconsciously wanted to grab the opponent's sleeve and ask him clearly.However, when he stretched out his hand, he caught an empty space.

Duan Murong avoided Zhao Youheng's outstretched hand, glanced at Shaman from the corner of her eye, and she couldn't help but snorted again.

In the case of Shaman's low profile, if Duanmu Rong finds trouble with him, someone must "step forward and be a flower protector".

Therefore, she was not going to trouble Sharman at all.

As women, why bother each other.

Duanmu Rong, who didn't know how troublesome Shaman was for the time being, was not going to embarrass him. Instead of embarrassing Shaman, she might as well embarrass a guy who still doesn't know why she is angry.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Rong glanced expressionlessly at Shaman who was waiting for her to attack her, "What do you have to do with me?"

Smoothing out the creases on the sleeves, she said a third time, "Excuse me, please."

Zhao Youheng subconsciously gave way to Duanmurong.

Duanmu Rong: "..." Very good, very good.

With a cold snort, Duanmu Rong flicked his sleeves and walked out.

You can't guess a woman's mind at all, because you don't know whether the result will make the other party more angry or calm her anger after following the other party's wishes.

Looking at Duanmu Rong's leaving back, Zhao Youheng, who was standing there, was lost in thought.

"Sir?"

Shaman on the side called Zhao Youheng cautiously, and when the other party looked over, she returned the other party with a smile that she thought was the most beautiful.

Blinking his eyes lightly, looking at Shaman who could attract the attention of many people without doing anything, Zhao Youheng finally realized belatedly that the other party was actually seducing him just now, and at the same time he finally realized When it comes to why Duanmu Rong is angry.

So, was Ah Rong jealous just now?

Suddenly reacting, Zhao Youheng was overjoyed at first, then panicked, and then quickly moved towards the direction Duanmu Rong left.

However, he was again blocked by Sharman.

Zhao Youheng avoided Shaman's hand that was stretched over to grab his sleeve, and before the sound of "Rolling" fell, he had already walked away from Shaman first, and then his pace looked calm and actually looked a little urgent. Duanmu Rong walked in the direction she left.

Sharman, who stayed where he was, clenched his lost hand and couldn't help biting his lips.

She is more unwilling to provoke the other party than to lose the opportunity to climb up to the other party.

Without following, Shaman stood there and stared at the direction Zhao Youheng left, causing some people who felt pity for her to come over, trying to comfort her and complain about her, "Girl, don't be sad, that guy Bad eyes."

Ignoring the hint in the other party's words that she wanted to take her away, Shaman showed a weak smile, expressing her gratitude for the other party's concern, but she just wanted to be alone at the moment, and then under the pityful eyes of the other party, Ruan Liu Fufeng's She covered her sleeves and left.

……

On the other side, Duanmu Rong, who walks crisply and neatly, can be called a breeze with every step.

Even when she was angry, Duanmu Rong didn't forget to pay attention to the movement behind her when she walked forward.

After discovering that Zhao Youheng didn't catch up at all, Duanmu Rong couldn't help pouting her lips unhappily—even if it was the first time the two met today, that guy Zhao Youheng couldn't come and coax her her?

Duanmu Rong couldn't help speeding up her pace as her expression became colder.

Then, while turning a corner, she nearly collided with someone who was behaving in a slightly obscene(?) manner.

Turning her body, Duanmu Rong avoided the opponent.

After standing still, Duanmu Rong's gaze unavoidably became a little complicated when he looked at the man in red who almost bumped into the wall because of her appearance.

Lu Xiaofeng?

What is this guy doing here?

The person who almost bumped into Duanmu Rong was the "four eyebrows" Lu Xiaofeng who could cause trouble wherever he went.

When Duan Murong went up to the second floor, Lu Xiaofeng, who was blocked by the stairs, did not recognize her identity, but at this moment, his eyes met, looking at the exposed eyes of the other party, Lu Xiaofeng found that these eyes gave him a familiar feeling. blinked.

Suddenly, Lu Xiaofeng finally realized why he felt familiar with these eyes.

"Miss Duanmu?!"

Exclaimed, Lu Xiaofeng, who recognized the other party's identity, couldn't help being a little surprised, never expecting to see an acquaintance in Yinhook Casino.

"Lu Xiaofeng?"

Duanmu Rong frowned lightly, "Why are you here? And you still behave like this..." Wretched?

Bearing it again and again, taking into account the other party's face, Duanmu Rong finally swallowed the word "obscene".

It wasn't that she spoke harshly, but that at the moment when she met Lu Xiaofeng, the other party's appearance was really insignificant, as if she had done something bad behind someone's back.

Even if Duanmurong didn't say the last two words, Lu Xiaofeng still understood her meaning from her expression, subconsciously stroked his growing beard, he couldn't help coughing lightly, "This is a long story It's..."

"Then make a long story short."

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that they didn't let me go up to the second floor, so I figured out a way to go up." Lu Xiaofeng put down his hand touching his beard, and expressed "it's no big deal" on his face.

Because Lu Xiaofeng did not go up to the second floor aboveboard, even though he himself was very calm, when walking on the second floor, Lu Xiaofeng still subconsciously avoided many people from Silver Hook Casino.

Because there is no beauty by his side.

The guests walking on the second floor, regardless of gender, are accompanied by at least one beauty from the Silver Hook Casino.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't have any beauties around him, so he directly showed his difference from others.

As for Zhao Youheng who also didn't have any beauties around him, regardless of the reason why he directly became a participant in the gambling game when he went upstairs, he himself was different from Lu Xiaofeng.

The status is different, and the treatment is naturally different.

After figuring out the reason why Lu Xiaofeng was looking around and hiding from people in the Silver Hook Gambling Shop from time to time, Duanmurong couldn't help but feel a little helpless, "If that's the case, then what's the point of you going up to the second floor?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

"It's been a long time since you've been here, have you ever gambled?" Duanmu Rong crossed his arms and looked at Lu Xiaofeng leisurely, "You can only hide from the people from the Silver Hook Gambling Shop, is there any point for you to come up?"

Facing Duanmu Rong's sharp and one-on-one questions, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes drifted.

After a moment of silence, Lu Xiaofeng puffed out his chest to Duanmu Rong, and suddenly regained his confidence, he said with a natural face, "Of course I did it to prove to that old monkey, Sikong Zhaixing."