Weird Gacha Machine

After returning to the homestay, Song Qingqiao turned on the TV to watch the weather forecast: "Boss Yin, the typhoon warning will be orange tomorrow."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that it is best not to go out for the next three days."

"Then the plan must be scrapped?"

"No way, typhoon." Song Qingqiao pouted, "Bad luck."

Yin Mu immediately called the landlord's sister and said that she would renew the lease for a few days. The landlord's sister expressed her understanding, but because of the typhoon, the original guest canceled the reservation.

I have to stay in the house with Brother Qiao for two days and can't go out.

"I'm going out to buy something." Yin Mu looked at it, "There are still vegetables and meat, but no snacks."

Song Qingqiao turned off the TV: "The cigarettes and alcohol are gone."

Yin Mu went to the entrance to put on his shoes, Song Qingqiao strolled over and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Go shopping, what else can I do."

"No need." Song Qingqiao lifted Yin Mu up with one hand, and said with a smile, "It will be there later."

At first, Yin Mu was still in a daze, unable to understand what he meant, but after a while, he really got it. There were several packs of snacks, cigarettes, and alcohol, and none of them left.Song Xiangyi brought it.

So, did Song Xiangyi take refuge here?

"No way, the school is closed." Song Xiangyi spread his hands, and Yin Mu couldn't say anything more. After all, compared to him, even Song Qingqiao didn't express any opinions.

Ah, boring.

Song Qingqiao occupied a sofa by himself, and Yin Mu could only sit on the floor, because the other sofa was given over to Song Xiang.Your surname Song is really amazing, if you are used to it, you can still get away from it.

"Boring." Yin Mu raised his head, and pillowed his head on Song Qingqiao's lap, feeling numb.

"Boss Yin is boring." Song Qingqiao threw the question to Song Xiangyi.

"Let's play poker, the one we used to play when we were kids."

"Are you waiting for me here?" Song Qingqiao saw him right away.

"Huh?" Seeing Song Xiangyi, Yin Mu smiled maliciously, "Which one?"

"It's Fighting the Landlord. The winner can instruct the loser to do one thing, anything." His accent was stuck on the word "anything".

The games you played when you were young were really exciting. Others lose money fighting landlords, and you lose your life fighting landlords.

"Song Qingqiao and Lu Mao have basically never won, and they always love to play." Song Xiangyi took out his shopping bag, "Once I asked Lu Mao to spit on the porcelain bottle his father brought back from Jingdezhen, and he was beaten. Haven't been out of bed for weeks."

That's why Song Qingqiao said that when he was a child, he was always locked in the cellar by his brother?Yin Mu couldn't help laughing. The kid really held grudges and was very persistent. He probably accumulated all the grudges and waited for some day to avenge them. In the end, he never won.

"Brother Qiao, are you so good?" Yin Mu smiled even more happily when he saw Song Qingqiao's Tieqing face.

"Didn't you forget something? Who kissed the fattest girl in the class? I can still find the photo now." Song Qingqiao countered.

Pfft, it's really a child's revenge method, the fat girl provoked whoever she provoked.

Don't talk nonsense, just play and play. When Yin Mu went out for spring outings, summer camps and winter camps when he was a child, he was always dragged by his classmates to fight landlords. Who wouldn't know how to fight landlords?

"Eh? Shouldn't we turn over the landlord cards and draw them one by one in turn?" Yin Mu asked, why did Song Xiangyi start dealing the cards directly?

The Song brothers were silent for a while.

"Boss Yin, why don't we stop playing." Song Qingqiao persuaded, always feeling that Yin Mu would lose badly.

"Play, why not play!"

Fortunately, the first game was Song Xiangyi's landlord, Yin Mu was rejoicing here, and Song Qingqiao smiled seriously on the other side.

"Boss Yin, fight hard, and you will have to fight harder if you let go."

???

"It's just that the task will become more difficult." Song Xiang added.

Oh, I seem to understand.

Song Xiangyi played a plane as soon as he came up, then a straight, and then a three-and-one, and there were three cards left.

"Fuck me." Yin Mu looked at the biggest 2 in his hand and shivered.

"Three Aces." Song Qingqiao played the card!

"No."

Seeing Song Qingqiao's expression, she was full of confidence, and then she made a three.

"You are so fucking stupid!" Yin Mu finally knew why he kept losing. Was it because in Song Qingqiao's view, playing landlords starts with the lowest cards.

He could only hit the biggest 2 in his hand, and Song Xiangyi became the king.

"Blow you up." Four Qs, awesome.

"No."

How did Song Qingqiao finish playing all the cards? !Winning out of nowhere?Yin Mu was still blindfolded, Song Qingqiao was very happy, after all, the peasant turned over.

"Two times and two times." Song Qingqiao thought about it, "Boss Yin, do you have any ideas?"

How the hell do I know how your difficulty level is judged? !Yin Mu shook his head and left the decision to him.

"Success." Song Qingqiao pointed at Song Xiangyi, "Take off all your clothes, trousers and socks, just keep a pair of underwear."

I really can't help but applaud the big guy who invented this game.Song Xiang took off without saying a word.Panties black CK.

"I'll let you play first." He said while shuffling the cards.

"No need." Song Qingqiao took a puff of cigarette, "Boss Yin, I found that it's much better to cooperate with you than with Lu Mao."

"Thank you, brother Qiao." Yin Mu played a total of one card.

But what Song Qingqiao said seemed to be correct. In the second round, he became a landlord and lost. Two blows, a total of eight rounds.

Yin Mu still only played one card, he suspected that he participated in this game just to make up the number, so that the two brothers could hurt each other openly.

"How difficult is Ba Fan?" Yin Mu asked.

Song Xiangyi smiled happily, exactly the same as Song Qingqiao just now: "To the extent that Song Qingqiao can also take off her clothes."

Yin Mu didn't dare to speak, it was very difficult for this person to even take off his sleeves, let alone expect him to take off his clothes, and then looked at Song Qingqiao's expression in a blink of an eye, oh my god, he's smiling.

"Don't... let's go." Yin Mu's short-sighted mentality came online.

"It's okay, don't worry, it's not that you can't afford it." Song Xiang was determined to make Song Qingqiao unhappy, who could stop it, anyway, Yin Mu couldn't stop it.

The two of them have been together for more than ten years, don't they know where the other party's bottom line is?What was he worrying about.

Song Qingqiao sighed, without saying anything, raised his hand and collapsed the sweater, and then the white long-sleeved T inside.Compared with Song Xiangyi, he is much thinner, his muscles are also slender, and his thin abdominal muscles are faintly visible.On the left side of the waist, there are strings of characters, and on the right arm, there is a pattern of patterns.Both tattoos stand out against his fair skin.

Yin Mu could understand the pattern, it was a clown mask the size of a palm, the color was dark, it must have been tattooed for some years.The mask has a pair of hollow eyes, a dark red round nose, and a big mouth that reaches to the ears.It looks like something that would appear in a horror movie, but the more you watch it, the more pitiful it becomes.The writing on the waist was scrawled, except that it could be seen that it was Chinese characters, Yin Mu couldn't tell anything else.

The first time I saw it, I was worried repeatedly.How painful it must be.

Song Qingqiao folded the clothes and put them on the sofa, and began to unbutton her pants.The man's legs are also scary, with some gray-brown spots on both thighs.

"What's the matter with this spot?" Yin Mu couldn't restrain himself from asking.

"It's from childhood allergies," he replied.

Sure enough, he knew so little about Song Qingqiao that it was outrageous.

After Song Qingqiao had also stripped naked, Yin Mu was sandwiched between the two of them. It was a familiar situation, but his eyes didn't look right anywhere.The left and right sides are all white flesh!

The game still had to continue, after all Song Qingqiao and Song Xiangyi did not intend to let the other go.As an outsider, Yin Mu can only sit back and watch the tigers fight, it is impossible to intervene, and there is even the danger of being linked.

The third round was still won by Song Xiangyi, so he was not joking when he said that Song Qingqiao had made Song Qingqiao.

This fucks three times!One person, one explosion!What Yin Mu thought was a sure win, was overturned by Prime Minister Song against the wind!You are a landlord, where did you get so many routines!

"Eight times per person, hey, I have a headache." Song Xiangyi shook his head, got up and took out something from his shopping bag, and took out a bottle of exquisite sake, "Song Qingqiao, it will be done in 2 minutes."

Let alone 500ml! ?Dry mineral water can't dry so fast.

"Small idea, do you think my drinking capacity hasn't increased over the past few years?"

Song Xiangyi just smiled, looked at him, and waited for his performance.Yin Mu stood there in a daze, completely confused about the two of them, and always felt that Song Xiangyi had spent all his time on how to bring down this damned brother since he was a child.

Song Qingqiao was shirtless, held up the bottle, and drank it all. He was also a stubborn person, but he just didn't want to do what his brother wanted, so he admitted that he couldn't do it.Speaking of which, the two have really similar personalities.

In the end, only an empty bottle was filled to the brim with the two people's dissatisfaction with each other.

"Yin Mu, just tell me your secret." Song Xiangyi was quite tolerant to outsiders, "Be explosive, or I'm sorry for Song Qingqiao's bottle of wine."

The most explosive secret... Yin Mu didn't have any secrets at all, at most he loved to play with bear dolls like a little girl when he was a child, not to mention the explosive ones, isn't the explosive one the same as being ashamed to speak?He didn't feel he had anything to be ashamed of.

Wait a minute, it seems there is.

"It's okay, I have a strict mouth, and I will never tell it." Song Xiang saw him thoroughly with his sharp eyes.

That's why he hates associating with smart people. He has been that smart person for too long, and he can easily see if there is a ghost in this person's heart. Now that he has been seen clearly, he is naturally annoyed.

But the rules of the game have been set long ago. He is the one who wants to play, and he is the one who can afford to play. If no one forces him, he has to be willing to bet and admit defeat.

Yin Mu leaned close to Song Xiangyi's ear, covering the side of his mouth with his hand, so as not to be looked at by Song Qingqiao.

He said lightly, "The person I like is a man."

Song Xiangyi showed a surprised look after hearing it, a little fake: "I was the first to know?"

Yin Mu thought, even he only knew about it, then nodded.

"Okay, I'm worthy of Song Qingqiao's bottle of wine."

Isn't it just a question of sexual orientation?It's obvious that Qiao Ge drank a bottle of wine.

Song Qingqiao was obviously not very happy, threw the bottle behind her, stood up and said, I don't want to play anymore, then put on my clothes and went into the bathroom.

The quality of the rare wine bottle is good, otherwise the glass shards have to be cleaned.

"My younger brother is quite difficult to get along with, isn't it?" Song Xiangyi sighed.

"Fortunately, there is someone more difficult to get along with than him." Yin Mu handed him the clothes and went to pick up the wine bottle.

"He was probably angry that I was the first to know your secret, just like I was the first to know Lu Mao's secret before." Song Xiangyi chatted with Yin Mu while getting dressed, "Then he told Lu Mao The hairy face was swollen before asking."

"Even Lu Hengliang can't beat Brother Qiao?" Yin Mu found that his focus was being misled by Song Qingqiao.

"How much older is Xiaohuang than him? Ask him if he can beat Song Qingqiao." Song Xiangyi laughed happily.

"Can you beat it?"

"I don't fight him, we are all intellectual duels."

Let's see who gets mad first, right?

It's strange, Song Xiang used to be called Lu Hengliang Lu Mao, Xu Huang Xiaohuang, and Song Qingqiao, but he always called him by his full name.The same goes for Song Qingqiao, except that he calls him elder brother when speaking to outsiders, he basically doesn't call him Song Xiangyi.

Yin Mu took out his mobile phone, he was bored anyway, so he asked Brother Huang for verification.

【Brother Huang, can you beat Brother Qiao? 】

Xu Huang replied in seconds: [Fuck!Mr. Yin, don't fight with Brother Qiao!Heed my advice! 】

Come on, the answer is clear.

[It is very common for two people to disagree during the trip!Mr. Yin, don't get angry, he is still young and ignorant, don't be as knowledgeable as him! 】

What the hell are you talking about.

[I didn't want to fight with him, go to bed early, Brother Huang. 】

"Have you noticed that the few of them who play well are quite afraid of Song Qingqiao." Song Xiangyi tidied up and sat back on the sofa, looking like he was going to chat with Yin Mu.

From what he said, it seemed to be true.A few years younger, Xu Huang still kept saying "Brother Qiao", and Lu Hengliang was so hot-tempered that anyone who provoked him would throw a slap in the face, and he was not annoyed when Song Qingqiao hung up the phone.

"It's not that I'm afraid of him, but that I dote on him." Yin Mu smiled, it's just that everyone dotes on him too much, and I am the same. I couldn't refuse his request for no reason at the beginning. Is this Song Qingqiao's personal charm?

"That's right, otherwise we would have broken up early." Song Xiangyi said, "It's God's gift that he can make friends with his temperament."

Yin Mu listened, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and lit it: "His face is a gift from God, and it makes people feel that it is a sin to get angry with that face."

Song Xiangyi was amused by him: "Is he so handsome? Why don't I think so."

Of course you don't feel it when you are young, let alone you and him look so much alike.

"Appearance is something that people can often take shortcuts."

"So you agreed to accompany him to Japan?"

"It's not to accompany him. I really want to come myself, so we just happened to be together."

Song Xiangyi had a drink: "What if he beats you up tonight?"

"Why beat me?" Yin Mu reacted for a while, "Oh, then I'll beat him too, and beat his handsome face into a pig's face."

I've been wanting to do this for a long time.

Song Xiangyi seemed to agree, and poured a glass for Yin Mu, and the two clinked glasses to enjoy themselves.

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