The group pet green tea dressed as cannon fodder really young master

"What are you doing here?" Zheng Mingzhong was very alert, grabbing Lin Shu's stride, trying to tear him away.

Maybe it's alcohol that makes people courageous. Lin Mu, who was afraid of Zheng Mingzhong in the past, pushed him away, and the smell of alcohol was all over his body: "Come to find someone to play with, why? No?"

He passed Zheng Mingzhong's shoulder and stared directly at Wen Cha: "How about it? Shall we play for a while, if we lose...just have a drink."

"No." Wen Cha replied coldly, not bothering to raise his eyelids to look at him.

"You have such a big face, who wants to drink with you?" Zheng Mingzhong rolled his eyes.

Lin Shu hit a wall one after another, choked, and his face that had been drunk turned into a monkey's ass: "Just play dice, start with a million, how about it?"

The people present looked at the trees with crazy eyes.

Playing so little, gambling so big, it is not too much to say that he is a boy who spreads money.

Wen Cha would definitely not agree.

"It's not good, why should I play with you?" Wen Cha shrugged, "I'm not as profligate as you are. My mother and elder brother work hard to make money, so I have to save a little."

Lin Mu was overwhelmed, but anyone who knew something inside would know that Wen Cha got engaged and became a well-known rich man in the son's brother of C city, becoming a model of poverty alleviation.

"You don't dare to dare, 200 million, bet or not." Lin Mu stood there stubbornly, at first glance it seemed that only drunk people had a tendency to go crazy with alcohol.

"No." Wen Cha didn't agree to Lin Mu today, and his refusal from the beginning to the end was like slapping Lin Mu.

Lin Mu already knew that "don't give me face?" This kind of threat is like a cloud to warm tea, it will not cause any threat at all, but will only make himself unhappy.

Wen Cha continued to ask: "You are so eager for me, is there some kind of conspiracy?"

Lin Mu choked, not knowing how to reply for a while.

Wen Leshui, who hadn't spoken all this time, suddenly opened his mouth: "Amu, you don't have to do it for me..."

The rest of the people suddenly realized that Lin Mu, as Wen Leshui's licking dog, was well known in the rich and powerful circles of C City.Everyone knew about Wen Leshui and Qi Junhao's childhood sweetheart, and it made sense for Lin Mu to find trouble with Wencha because of Wen Leshui.

Wen Cha smiled playfully:

You're smart, find a good reason for Lin Mu, a fool.

As if he was hooked and wanted to compete with Wen Leshui, Wen Cha shrugged: "So it's because of you, okay, then I agree."

Zheng Mingzhong was anxious on the sidelines: Brother Wen Cha, why did he fall into the aggressive method so easily?Moreover, Lin Mu suddenly came to Warm Tea to shake the dice. There must be some ulterior motive. Could it be that the dice is cheating?

"Guess the size, the chip is 1000 million." Wen Cha made a decision.

Lin Mu faintly felt that something was wrong, and an idea came up with difficulty in his brain, which was a little immobile by the heavy metal sound, and he always felt like he was being cheated by a donkey.

Why did it suddenly soar from 200 million to 1000 million, which is completely beyond the amount he can control.And didn't Wencha say that there was no money? 100 million refused to bet? 1000 million is willing to bet!

But Wen Cha finally agreed, and he couldn't make Wen Cha go back on his word.And when he felt Wen Leshui's hand grabbing the hem of his clothes, he was suddenly full of pride.

Lin Mu gritted his teeth: "Okay."

He didn't believe that Wencha's luck could be so good, and he might not necessarily lose against Wencha.

The people who gathered around silently booed: "Wow! You can still see such excitement when you go out!"

"I didn't realize that Lin Mu is still an infatuated species, tsk tsk tsk, Wen Leshui is quite attractive."

"Tch, no matter how attractive she is, she can be compared to warm tea. She can handle the death scene and gain a lot of favorability."

"I'll go, he's just warm tea, no wonder I feel familiar, I'm even more immortal than on TV."

"Are you an old hat? Wen Cha has been back to Wen's house for so long and you haven't seen him? You're dying of laughter, then I am too. I saw Xiaoxiannan for the first time today."

The rule of guessing dice is very simple, one cup for each person, six dice inside, cover the lid and roll the dice and guess the number inside, if the other party guesses yours correctly, you lose.

"A six."

"Five and six." Lin Mu guessed that Wen Cha couldn't shake a dice with six numbers.

"Open." The warm tea lifted the lid—six six.

"Drink." Wen Cha proudly raised his chin, bossing around.

Lin Mu let out a breath. In order to make the warm tea drunk as much as possible, all the wines he chose were high-strength, and his beating heart seemed to contract even more rapidly.

Next-

"Four three."

"open."

Warm tea wins.

"Three twos."

"open."

Warm tea wins.

Zheng Mingzhong's eyes straightened: before, he was worried that Lin Mu would be cheating, but now he sees that warm tea is cheating!

"God of Gamblers?" Zheng Mingzhong wanted to sneak a few handfuls of warm tea into his hair to get some gambling luck.As soon as he raised his hand, Qi Xiuzhu shrank back in fright.

He slandered in his heart: If this had nothing to do with warm tea, his head should be chopped off and played as a ball.

But after clarifying this point, Zheng Mingzhong became a little more worried: Wen Cha and Qi Xiuzhu are doomed not to be together, and the relationship between good friends is doomed to fail, what should we do?

Although Qi Xiuzhu is not in the world of mortals, he is actually extremely emotional. As a friend, he certainly hopes that Qi Xiuzhu can reap his own happiness and stop being so lonely and walking alone.

Zheng Mingzhong was deeply worried about his friend's emotional path, and he couldn't think of any results with his little head. Could it be possible to encourage his good friend to become a mistress?

As soon as this idea came up, he slapped himself in the face.

When he looked at Wen Cha and Qi Xiuzhu again, he seemed to be looking at the beautiful love between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, thinking about what happened every day?

Lin Mu was dazed from drinking, his eyes were distracted, he couldn't find Wen Cha, and stared at the dice in a daze.

"Amu, do you want me to come?" Seeing this, Wen Leshui was anxious in his heart, and couldn't hold back his own end.

If there is a mirror in front of him, you will find that his face no longer has a calm expression, and the intoxicated light makes his urgent facial muscles a little hideous.

Oh, the melon-eaters, who are gradually tired of aesthetics because of the warm tea unilaterally slapping the trees, exchanged glances.

The showdown between true and false masters.

The relationship between the two is really not that good, they are naturally hostile, and the Wen family tried their best to create an appearance of harmonious coexistence between the two, but they didn't expect the boss to slap them in the face.

"Okay." Lin Mu was so scared that his whole leg was shaking.

A total of 5000 million, the profit of the contract his father just signed is only 3000 million.

"Let's increase the bet to 3000 million." Zheng Mingzhong cheerfully suggested.

"No!" Lin Mu vetoed it.

If he loses again, his family will go bankrupt tomorrow.

Wen Leshui had a completely different idea, he comforted Lin Mu: "Amu, trust me."

Zheng Mingzhong booed: "Lin Mu, you are not as courageous as Wen Leshui?"

Lin Mu cursed: This is obviously not a question of dignity but a question of life.

But Wen Leshui insisted on asking, and he nodded obsessively.

Waiting for Wen Cha's response now, Wen Leshui looked at Wen Cha, different from his pale face, Wen Cha's face was like a delicate rose, with a kind of extravagance and arrogance that cost a lot of money, and said without exception: "Okay."

Wen Leshui was very nervous, it was just a simple dice cup, which seemed to determine the rest of his life.

He looked up at the warm tea, a poisonous snake-like jealousy entwined in his heart, his hands trembled a little, and his voice was a little too, but it was covered by the noisy surroundings.

Roll the dice and guess the number.

Warm Tea's fingers rested lightly on the black dice cup, as delicate as a work of art.

"A four." Wen Leshui probed.

Warm tea followed: "Two four."

"Four four." Wen Leshui said.

Wen Cha seemed to be observing him, and Wen Leshui tried hard to control the muscles on his face, feeling like his heart was about to explode.

Wen Cha paused for a moment, smiled slightly, and raised his chin slightly: "Open."

After opening, the dice lay quietly inside, and five of the six dice turned up quietly, showing four dots.

Wen Leshui's tense face gradually relaxed, and after the tension relaxed, tears almost overflowed.

Not four fours, but five fours, and Wen Cha lost.

God is still on his side, he succeeded, there is no way for Wen Cha to overwhelm him forever, as long as today is over...

The onlookers burst into voices of dismay at Wencha's failure to continue his undefeated record. Zheng Mingzhong sighed and slapped himself on the mouth, wondering if he had poisoned milk.

The warm tea on the other side is in a good mood, nodding with satisfaction:

5000 million deducted 3000 million, and the white wolf made a net profit of 2000 million. His brother couldn't get the money so quickly.

Who else is a business genius!

In the original book, the author described the results of each game in detail. Rolling the dice is a gamble on luck. The original owner lost every game, so the luck is mediocre.The author also described "It can be seen from this that fate treats Wen Leshui particularly favorably."

Wencha has a good memory, memorized all the results, and almost manipulated the game.As for why they lost to Wen Leshui in the end?There was a flash of light in Wen Cha's eyes - of course it was for the other party's plan to continue.

"Drink." Wen Leshui said pretending to be understated, her eyes fixed on the bottle of wine that the waiter who had been bribed unknowingly pushed in front of the warm tea and tampered with.

Lin Mu injected medicine into it with a syringe, Wen Leshui saw it, but kept pretending not to know in front of Lin Mu.Up to now, even if his core is dark, he is still persistently and uselessly maintaining a pure and pure personality.

The cork of the warm tea was opened neatly, and the rich aroma of the molasses-colored whiskey hit his nostrils. He took a small sip.

Wen Leshui picked up the wine glass and poured the wine, covering the corners of her twitching mouth.

See beauty under the lamp.

The cheeks of the warm tea were flushed, and there was a faint light in the eyes unconsciously, as if people could see the live version of the commercial shooting.It's a pity that the light is too dark and the camera can't take pictures, otherwise it is estimated that everyone would have a mobile phone to shoot at him.

"I'll drink." Qi Xiuzhu, who had been silent all this time, stretched out his hand to stop him.

Wen Cha didn't reply: "Uncle, you can't drink enough, I'll do it myself."

Inexplicably, Qi Xiuzhu felt that the warm tea was teasing him for pretending to be drunk and kissing the warm tea after only a sip of wine last time.

Maybe it was the lack of oxygen in the air in the room, and he felt a little stuffy.

I don't know how many times I have rejected myself for warm tea today, and it has nothing to do with the attitude of completely giving and taking.

Is it to draw a line?

Sullenly, he took a glass of wine and took a long sip.The handsome and handsome eyebrows that used to be dignified and self-sufficient showed the breath of a big boy.

Wen Cha suddenly turned his head, his eyes widened, and there was him in his eyes, like a cat with fried fur.

"Which bottle did you drink?"

Wen Cha seemed to be asking this, Qi Xiuzhu didn't know why, but he thought Wen Cha was cute, and he still messed with the other's hair with unexplainable dissatisfaction and gloom in his heart.

"It's not that unlucky, is it?" Wen Cha muttered.

Qi Xiuzhu couldn't hear his rambling words, so he pinched his earlobe lightly, as if to teach him to ignore him all day, but finally, reluctantly, he rubbed the round lower edge of his ear.

The short conversation was not eye-catching, but it directly caught the eyes of Wen Leshui directly opposite.

In the joy of Wen Leshui's success, there was a moment of panic:

What is the relationship between Wen Cha and Qi Xiuzhu?Is someone like Qi Xiuzhu who is not tempted also defiled by warm tea?

He quickly comforted himself: But it's okay, after today, Wen Cha will not have any qualifications to stand beside Qi Xiuzhu or Qi Junhao.

The random thoughts that flashed through his mind made him unable to control his behavior. Alcohol seemed to be constantly spreading in his mind. He hurriedly got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower of cold water. After walking a few steps, he staggered and couldn't stand still. It made his heart jump.

wrong!

Something is wrong!

He turned to look for Lin Mu, but found that Lin Mu had disappeared.

The elevator door "ding" was about to close, Lin Mu muttered inarticulately, wanting to take off his clothes, after he swiped the floor card indiscriminately, he seemed to see Wen Cha standing in the distance with crooked eyes and talking to him Say "goodbye".

Why is warm tea here?Shouldn't the warm tea be already on the bed he arranged?

Lin Mu didn't have time to think about this problem, the elevator door closed, and at the door on the thirteenth floor, there was a man with a lewd face that he had arranged long ago, waiting for him, and he was going to the fate arranged for the original owner.

Wen Cha turned around and stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, splashing cold water on his face, quickly taking away the flush caused by the sweltering heat on his face, and his eyes were clear.

There were only two bottles of wine on the table, one normal and the other tampered with.Wen Cha used to be the little prince of nightclubs. In order to protect him, the first thing his friends did when they brought him into the nightclub was to teach him the dangers of the nightclub world, and showed him how to change drinks secretly and where the camera blind spots are.

He learned all the good and bad things from his previous life, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today. It was a breeze for him to exchange two wine bottles.

Wen Cha is a man who pays attention to vengeance and debts. The man Lin Mu finds is left for Lin Mu to enjoy.

I heard that the person who accompanied the filming was a burly man with a height of 1.9 meters.

Tsk tsk tsk, I don't know how Lin Mu will react when he wakes up tomorrow?

As for warm water?

After all, people are different from animals. Warm tea will not be so vicious that you can find someone to pat warm water or let warm water fall into the hands of those drunks. He has already asked the security guards to drive away those drunks gone.

Wen Cha unilaterally thinks that he has become a lot more kind recently, probably because he is living a happy life and has lost a lot of hostility.

He was taught from an early age to be a green tea with a bottom line.

What he can do is not to intervene in this matter, just like Wen Leshui has always believed in, "Leave the arrangement to fate", what happens to Wen Leshui after taking the medicine depends on his own fortune.

Now waiting for tomorrow to eat melon.

The warm tea happily took out a piece of paper to dry off the water on his hands, and threw it into the trash can.

Another person came in. The man was leaning on the table, his white jade-like skin was reddened from the earlobe, and the eyes staring at him were dazed for a moment, and gradually faded away.

Wen Cha finally realized.

Almost forgot that the only accident in the whole bureau was this idiot who tried to persuade him not to drink but tried to force himself to drink, but ended up drinking the wrong wine by mistake.

What kind of Buddha who is not stained with dust is clearly a fool who strayed into the world of mortals.

Wen Cha sometimes felt that it was very unlucky for Qi Xiuzhu to meet him.

It is said in the book that the medicine that Lin Mu got was not a serious problem in order to be cautious. Even if it is not relieved, it will be metabolized quickly on its own.

There was the chirping of sparrows outside the window.

Qi Xiuzhu's cold brows were stained with dampness, like a shower of rain, powerful yet fragile, unexpectedly soft-hearted.

He seemed to be about to leave, deliberately avoiding the warm tea.The veins on his neck were clearly visible, and he was holding back something, not wanting to hurt Wen Cha.

Wen Cha sighed, stood in front of Qi Xiuzhu, grabbed the smoky gray tie he had given to Qi Xiuzhu, let the man bend down, leaned in front of his eyes, and asked softly:

"Uncle, do you want to help?"