Poisoning

For 2000 yuan, if the bet is small, you can play for three or four days. If you really have no money, she has a way.

Some of those old men had a lot of spare money. They lent money to those old men and women who gambled at high interest rates. Aunt Wu had borrowed money several times, which made her miserable.

She hangs out in the park in the middle of the night, pays 30 yuan, and can do it with 50 yuan. The people who do such cheap jobs are almost all old women of her age, and there are also some male and female monsters who come to compete with them for business. He stroked his hair, took two bites of the remaining biscuits, and threw them into the bushes beside him.

Fan Qiuming watched her wandering forward, he was afraid that her bad luck would pass on to him, so he turned the steering wheel and walked back. In the afternoon of the next day, Fan Qiuming and Huang Yizhen went to find Xu Youchun together.

Aunt Wu of Xu Youchun's family was very energetic today. She smiled when she saw Fan Qiuming. Fan Qiuming took an apple and took a bite, put one hand on Aunt Wu's shoulder, and said, "How much money did you make today? Let me see." I can't even close my mouth from laughing."

Aunt Wu pushed him away with a groan, and said, "I am not qualified to gamble here. It is a foreign friend called by Mr. Xu who gave me a lot of tips. Foreigners like to give this."

Fan Qiuming smiled with narrowed eyes, and said, "Xu Youchun still loves to pretend as always, he told you to call him Mr. Xu? Then his father is here, what do you call him?"

Aunt Wu curled her lips and said, "It's not easy, I just call Boss Xu."

Huang Yizhen had already smoked a cigarette, he clapped his hands at Fan Qiuming, Fan Qiuming twisted his body and squeezed between them.

□□ is the favorite of foreigners. Fan Qiuming also smoked a few cigarettes, but he didn't think it was strong enough. Xu Youchun held a cigarette leaf and said, "I just finished several tables of mahjong, and my hands are sore."

Fan Qiuming hates mahjong the most, he hates the sound of mahjong being played, Xu Youchun knew it well, and explained in his ear, "You didn't tell me before you came, my friends just love playing mahjong, I'm abroad I have to trouble them to take care of them.”

Fan Qiuming said, "You just play with them, and I will find time to play with you some other day."

Xu Youchun took Fan Qiuming's arm and whispered, "Then you should hurry up, I will leave the day after tomorrow." Fan Qiuming tilted his head to let the cigarette in his hand burn, Xu Youchun took his other hand and kissed him left and right Yes, Huang Yizhen patted the mahjong table behind them, muttering loudly, "Mr. Xu! Everyone is waiting for you alone, you still can't have dinner!"

Aunt Wu leaned between them carrying nuts and drinks. Xu Youchun dropped Fan Qiuming's hand, stood up and clapped his hands, and said with a smile, "It looks like the money in your pockets can't wait to get into my arms." .”

Aunt Wu washed her hands cleanly, grabbed a few pistachios and stuffed them into Fan Qiuming's hands, and said with a smile, "I don't like playing mahjong either, but it's fun to watch."

Fan Qiuming put one leg on the sofa and raised his eyes to look at her. With a sudden twitch of his hand, he pulled out several hundred bills from her pocket, and said with a smile, "Well, you old goblin You can get so much money by sending fruit plates and free drinks, I envy you."

Aunt Wu blushed from choking, shaking her shoulders while cracking nuts, and said, "Don't just make fun of me, look at any of them who is accompanied by handsome men and beautiful women, look, there is another one who throws at you. winking."

Fan Qiuming snatched one of her peeled pistachios and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and said, "Why didn't I see anyone winking." Aunt Wu smiled, pushed his arm, and said, "That's right. The one in the blue criss-cross dress, people's eyes are going to stare at you."

Chapter 22

Fan Qiuming looked around the mahjong table, there were four mahjong players, plus two foreigners who watched the cards, there were six people in total, and each of them had more than one beautiful woman or handsome man sitting on their lap.

Fan Qiuming took a one-hundred-dollar sheet and stuffed it to Aunt Wu, saying, "Clean up an empty space for me and I'll keep it."

Auntie Wu covered her mouth and smiled, Fan Qiuming stared at her, smiled instead of anger, and asked, "Am I too self-indulgent?"

Aunt Wu shook her hand and said, "You just have to hook your finger to that person and he will follow you. Charismatic people usually don't know their own demeanor. How many people who usually get together to play don't like you? "

Fan Qiuming took out another banknote and said, "You really have wronged your eloquence if you don't enter the palace to serve the emperor."

Aunt Wu happily took the money and went to clean up a small room on the second floor. When she gestured to Fan Qiuming on the second floor, Fan Qiuming already had the big-breasted woman in the blue dress nestled in his arms.

Huang Yizhen and Xu Youchun were playing mahjong while scanning the second floor from the side of the corner of the eye, damn it!Huang Yizhen touched the mahjong in his hand and cursed, Xu Youchun also said, "It's almost two hours, Fan Qiuming is really strong."

Huang Yizhen said, "Who knows if his physical strength is good!" After Xu Youchun finished the round, he went to the second floor with Huang Yizhen on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Fan Qiuming was already smoking high, the woman was also biting on the cigarette, Xu Youchun went up and kicked her away, supported Fan Qiuming's shoulder, Fan Qiuming held up the cigarette in a daze, and said, "This is not strong enough at all! "

Huang Yizhen scolded, "It's not strong enough, you suck so fucking hard! Xu Youchun, don't help him, tell him to stand up by himself."

Fan Qiuming said, "I don't need anyone's help, I walk by myself." He bit a cigarette and stood on the bed in a daze, his whole body was staggered, and then he smiled and smashed his head to the floor, thanks to the dead woman on the floor Otherwise, he would have suffered a concussion.

Xu Youchun called a few housekeepers and hurriedly stripped Fan Qiuming and sent him into the bathroom. Two people stood guard at the door of the bathroom. Xu Youchun said, "Call Chuyuan and ask him to pick him up."

Huang Yizhen rolled his eyes and said, "Fan Qiuming doesn't like to see Chuyuan, so I'll take him home."

Xu Youchun said with a smile, "Go home? Which home should I go to? Just put him here. Anyway, he wants to gamble before I leave. It's good to recuperate here."

Huang Yizhen saw him dying with a smile that was not a smile, and scolded him in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he bowed his body, squeezed out from the door, and said, "Okay, I'll come and fight with you tomorrow."

Xu Youchun said angrily, "Why are you looking for me to fight! You and Liu Wei'an go one-on-one, I don't care about your business!" He added later, "I kiss the back of Fan Qiuming's hand, that's the etiquette abroad."

Huang Yizhen grinned and said, "As expected of an overseas student, come on, you also give me a foreign etiquette." He pushed the back of his left hand towards Xu Youchun's mouth.

Xu Youchun cursed, "Damn you!" Then he turned his head and went downstairs, Huang Yizhen also stepped on the stairs behind him, and played a few times on the first floor, Huang Yizhen opened his cuffs to see, It was getting late, and Xu Youchun didn't want to stay, so he walked away with a big orange.

It was Aunt Wu who came to close the door. Huang Yizhen threw the orange into the air and caught it with his hands. When he saw her, he took out three coins from his pocket and whispered, "You take care of Fan Qiuming for me. This is my Tip for you, do you know how to take care of him?"

Aunt Wu rolled her eyes, smiled flatteringly, held the money in her hand, and said, "Of course I know, I just won't let Mr. Xu stay alone with Mr. Fan."

Huang Yizhen smiled and said, "Yes, don't call him by his name, it's fine if you call him Mr. Fan."

Aunt Wu spat in her heart, and Fan Qiuming was still chatting with her with a smile, but she couldn't even call out his name, and her heart tightened again. After sending Huang Yizhen away, she felt that Fan Qiuming Talent is the real son-in-law, personable and elegant, never laughing at her because she is old and poor, on the contrary, whenever he catches the opportunity, he will chat with her a few words.

Aunt Wu thought about it a lot, and remembered that Fan Qiuming had fallen into Mr. Xu's hands again, so she hurried upstairs to have a look.

Fan Qiuming's cheeks became bright red because of the high temperature steam, he needed Xu Youchun's support to keep his head from drowning in the bathtub, Xu Youchun supported his shoulders on both sides, biting Fan Qiuming's tongue, Fan Qiuming's body was in the bathtub Auntie Wu hurriedly stirred the water outside, and Aunt Wu looked outside the door for a while, then coughed a few times seriously.

Only then did Xu Youchun let go, and while stroking Fan Qiuming's wet hair, he splashed water droplets on Fan Qiuming's chin. Aunt Wu smiled and said, "You can't take a bath for too long, or you will get dizzy. I'll wipe it for Mr. Fan." Wipe yourself."

Xu Youchun lowered his head and smiled, and said, "You only want to take advantage of it. With your bark-like hand, do you dare to touch a human body? Pass me the bath towel." He asked Aunt Wu to hand over a creamy white bath towel , Fan Qiuming has softened into a puddle of water, let him handle it, he helped Fan Qiuming to the bedroom, Aunt Wu chased after him carefully, and wiped Fan Qiuming's wet hair.

Fan Qiuming's consciousness is clear, even if his hands and feet don't use any strength, he is really too lazy to move his mouth and hands. Xu Youchun just kisses his mouth and touches his ass. He doesn't have to be angry with Xu Youchun. Much more correct.

Huang Yizhen came to pounce on people at 07:30 in the morning, Fan Qiuming obviously hadn't slowed down yet, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Huang Yizhen, holding his head and screaming for a headache.

"You better have a headache! If your butt hurts, I'll throw you under the bed." Huang Yizhen burrowed into the quilt, pinched the flesh on Fan Qiuming's butt, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Fan Qiuming cursed, "You pinch it so hard, I'm sure it will hurt!"

Xu Youchun sneered and said, "Dirty."

Aunt Wu waved her hands again and again and said, "Ah, I stayed by Mr. Fan's side last night. He never complained of a pain in his butt."