who do you want me to replace

After lunch, Pan Er and the others clamored to continue playing cards and win back the money Liu Xinyuan had won before.

Wen Feixun was drawn into the poker game to be the banker, a table of bullfights, he was lucky, he won a small [-] in two or three games.

Jiang Yu watched for a while, his head was a little sleepy, and he went to the coffee machine to pick up a cup of espresso. When he was frothing milk, a slender and slender hand suddenly reached out from the side and helped him move the depth of the nozzle a little. 'The voice became clearer.

He turned his head and saw the person beside him, a little surprised: "Sister Chunhua?"

"Putting flowers? I'm very good at it." Liu Chunhua laughed.

"Okay, simple is fine, anyway, I'm using it to refresh myself." Jiang Yu handed the cup to her happily.

Liu Chunhua's movements are not unfamiliar at all, very casual, but smooth and beautiful, and in a blink of an eye a tree was drawn out on the cup surface for him.

"Thank you," Jiang Yu took it with a smile, "It's beautiful."

"Do you know why you made this pattern? It's a bit like the feeling you gave me." Liu Chunhua met his eyes, and tapped the cup noodles with his fingers: "Tree."

"I'm like a tree? That's a rather novel way of saying it."

Wen Feixun said in the morning that he was like a mint cigarette, and his sister who played well now said that he was like a tree. Well, it seems that he has no relationship with animals in this life.

Jiang Yulen laughed out loud.

Liu Chunhua also looked at him with a smile: "Very tolerant, but in some respects he is very stubborn and unshakable, how do I say?"

"That's because you don't know me well enough," Jiang Yu joked, "Many times I can be unprincipled and not stubborn."

"Really?" Liu Chunhua didn't take it seriously, and got a cup of coffee in his hand. While lowering his head and smelling the rich aroma, he asked casually, "Are you and Fei Xun dating?"

"Dating?" Jiang Yu laughed, "How is it possible? How did you find out?"

"Not in love?" Liu Chunhua frowned slightly, glanced at Jiang Yu, and then at Wen Feixun who was on the poker table not far away, this younger brother whom she grew up with, had been looking this way frequently just now, She didn't miss the look of putting her heart here.

She felt a little weird in her heart, and she didn't know how the two of them got along, so she thought about it: "Fei Xun...has never brought anyone out to play, you are the first one I have seen, I thought you were slowly developing."

Jiang Yu's expression was indifferent: "Sister Chunhua has misunderstood, Wen Feixun has someone he likes in his heart, your brother and the others know it, and they probably just asked me to make a transition."

He said in a tone that it had nothing to do with him, but Liu Chunhua was stunned for a while, and he felt something was wrong after a delay of more than ten seconds.

In terms of understanding of Wen Feixun, although she is not as good as Pan Er, she thinks she has a better understanding than Pan Er, that heartless middle school boy.

She is a few years older than these children. After taking over the family's property, she played less with them in private. She has never heard of the so-called "person she likes", but in her opinion, no matter whether that person lives or not In existence, Wen Feixun is not a person who will settle down.

Especially in terms of emotions.

Physical communication is also a part of feelings, at least in the past, Wen Feixun would not just sleep with someone casually.

Like what Jiang Yu just said about the 'transitional substitute', if you describe it in another way, isn't it just a matter of doing it?

This is so ridiculous that it doesn't make sense on Wen Feixun.

Just as Liu Chunhua was about to speak, he saw Wen Feixun waving at the poker table: "Jiang Yu! Come and play two rounds for me."

There was booing all around the table: "Oh--!"

After Jiang Yu finished drinking the coffee in his hand, he nodded at Liu Chunhua: "Then I'll go there first, Miss Chunhua."

He put down the cup, walked over, and was facing Wen Feixun's dark eyes, which reflected a little him.

"Wen Shao has won too much, we are all going to be drained, Jiang Yu, you have to help him lose more later." Someone beside him laughed, and the surroundings echoed.

"Don't pass the pressure on to me," Jiang Yu raised his chin towards Wen Feixun, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You still sit in the banker, how about I add one side? Winning the banker's money is the most fulfilling."

He moved his brows and eyes with a smile, his spirits were high, his irises reflected the warm winter sun, mixed with an amber-like luster, Wen Feixun was so distracted that he forgot to speak.

"Woohoo! Jiang Yu is awesome!" Liu Xinyuan pushed the other person away and gave up the chair, "Come and sit next to me, I'm lucky, let's suppress the gentle arrogance together."

Looking at Wen Feixun across half the table, Jiang Yu went straight over and sat down.

Maybe he was really lucky today. After one or two hours, he really won a lot of money from Wen Feixun. At the end of the game, he was the one who made the most money from the dealer, and almost all the others lost.

Liu Xinyuan whispered in his ear secretly: "I think you beat him."

Jiang Yu: "..."

"Erpan just lost a lot of money, and I don't think he will let Wen Feixun go easily later."

At first, Jiang Yu didn't quite understand how "not letting go easily" means not letting go, but after dinner, when he saw a group of people sitting on the circular sofa in the living room, he understood.

If you are lucky as a banker, you will always win, but when you play games, no matter how lucky you are, you cannot always be alone.

But Wen Feixun didn't seem to want to give them a chance at all, so he pulled Jiang Yu to go upstairs: "You guys play by yourself, I'm not interested."

He has a cold personality, and he has no patience. Pan Er is the only one who has a particularly good relationship with this group of people. This kind of game of kings has no lower limit, and he has hardly participated in it before.

"Hey! It's the first time you won so much money from me. You killed all the top players and never kept it. Now you say you won't play if you don't want to play." Pan Er's playful eyes rolled around the two people, "You can't play if you don't play." Okay, we have to let Jiang Yu stay, without you, we can just strengthen our relationship."

Wen Feixun's throat choked, and he glanced at Jiang Yu, who seemed to have no opinion on the game, let out a long breath, and pulled the person over: "Just five games, hurry up."

"In such a hurry, hurry back and continue hatching eggs?"

"Yeah," Jiang Yu was also used to his mouth full of running trains, and calmly smiled, "I'll give you one tomorrow when it hatches."

Pan Er looked at his own expression, and the smile on his face immediately turned into a smirk: "I don't dare to ask for it, you can raise it yourself."

The king game is played, everyone draws a card first, Jiang Yu draws a ghost card in the first game, and becomes the king, after the others draw, the remaining card is his own code name, but he can’t see it. , That is to say, he can give orders, but before everyone's corresponding number plate is not clear, he may also get to himself, and after the order is on his head, the round will end.

Pan Er complained in a low voice: "Jiang Yu's luck is a bit too good, better than Fei Xun, Ouhuang, you are."

"What's the matter, I might send the order to myself." Jiang Yu glanced at him, but found that after Pan Er met his eyes, he quickly moved away nervously, and he felt guilty at first glance.

He dragged out his voice, "Number One..."

Pan Er's body instantly became stiff.

Small sample, not to punish you.

"No. [-] and No. [-], look at each other with water for ten seconds."

As soon as he finished speaking, before seeing Pan Er's reaction, Wen Feixun showed his cards in surprise.

- number one.

"???"

"There are so many people, it's pretty good for you to be the first one to choose me." Wen Feixun seemed not to know what to say, and he was not angry. Seeing him shake his head helplessly, he asked again: "Four Where is the number? If you dare to spray water on my face, you will die."

Those present looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one answered.

"Fuck!" Pan Er lifted up the only card on the table excitedly and triumphantly, with a face full of tricks, "I was wrong, Jiang Yu, you are not Ouhuang, you are a non-chief!"

The card that belonged to him on the table had the big character 'four' written on it.

The author says:

BGM【Not to be done】

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I never thought that writing about two people falling in love would involve spraying water on each other's eyes, it's so unromantic!