Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Si Mo used his divine power to push the crowd away, and moved to the front row of the stage. After watching for a while, he understood how to play.

The six-sided dice rolled in the dice cup, the matchmaker spread his hands, and everyone started placing bets.

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Three hours (6h) passed, and Si Mo could not notice any changes in the building, but it was already dusk outside. The things in front of him were almost piled up into a small mountain, including gold, silver, and so much change that he could not hold it all.

The boy's face was flushed, obviously he was having a lot of fun.

Everyone around me was sweating profusely, and their pockets were cleaner than their faces.

When did Shuiyun Pavilion get such a talented newcomer? He didn’t lose once for the entire afternoon!

"Is there anyone else?" Si Mo looked bored. Whoever he glanced at immediately lowered his head and prayed that Si Mo would not look at him.

He occupied a corner of the round table, half of his body sitting on the table, one leg bent at the knee, his elbow resting on his head, the other leg dangling lightly.

The air was silent for two seconds and no one spoke.

He felt a strange sensation at the back of his neck, as if someone was pinching it. The next moment, Si Mo felt as if he was being lifted up, and his feet felt light.

He thought it was someone from the casino who was looking for trouble because he had won too much, and he almost took action. But when he turned around, the strange fragrance that brushed his nose made him recognize the person in front of him.

It’s Xiao Su.

As expected, he met that cold gaze as soon as he raised his eyes. Xiao Su's expression was extremely gloomy, as if he would swallow him up in the next second.

For some reason, a look of guilt flashed across Si Mo's face.

"Why is the prince here?"

When everyone saw that someone had finally restrained Si Mo, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"I would like to ask, why did Ma Ma appear in such a place?"

Si Mo's brain was spinning like crazy. It wasn't because he was afraid of Xiao Su. It was mainly because he usually maintained the image of being well-behaved and obedient in front of Xiao Su. Logically speaking, this kind of place was not the right place for him to come.

But then again…

"I helped the prince win money, shouldn't the prince be happy?" Si Mo tried to change the subject.

Xiao Su glanced coldly at the small hill on the table and said without any emotion: "Just because of this little thing, you stayed here all day?"

It’s not that Xiao Su looked down on it, it’s because...well, he really did look down on it.

Even if Si Mo won three days and three nights here, all the money added up would not be even one percent of the private treasury of the palace.

"Come back home with me."

Si Mo saw Xiao Su's mood and was dragged away obediently: "Oh."

As soon as he left Yunshui Pavilion, Si Mo remembered that he had not taken away the things he won. Although he was just playing around at first, it didn't mean that those things could be given to others for free.

"Wait," Si Mo pulled Xiao Su back, "I forgot to take something."

"…Someone will take it to the palace! Don't worry, no one dares to move." Xiao Su said patiently, "Come on, go back to the palace."

In the carriage, Si Mo coaxed Xiao Su almost all the way, but in the end, he didn't even look at him. No matter whether he touched him or not, Xiao Su sat there like a Buddha statue.

Finally Si Mo gave up. He moved to the side, further away from Xiao Su, and sulked alone.

This move is called turning the tables.

Therefore, along the way, the two of them no longer looked at each other directly, but just glanced at each other with resentment!

The carriage drove away. A slender figure in the darkness of the alley silently took in the whole scene, including how the Regent Xiao Su rushed into Shuiyun Pavilion to arrest people, how he pulled Si Mo out, and their hands tightly held together before they got on the carriage.

The direction of departure is the Qianqing Palace.