"Nothing serious, okay, let's go on!" Chu Qiao raised his hand wantonly, and Dutch officials began a new round of shuffling and dealing.

She pinched her cards, leaned lazily in a leather armchair, and looked up at the delicate man in front of her.

By this time, he had faded his rigorous suit jacket, and the tailored black waistcoat set off his strong body in a particularly symmetrical fashion. There was no extra decoration on his body except the low-key custom-made watch on his wrist and the two sleeves of his shirt, which sparkled with inner glow.

Just sitting quietly, with an innate dignity around him, it seems that he is the most perfect ruler in the world.

"Spade A first!" The Duty Officer on the other side warned softly.

Chu Qiao suddenly regained consciousness and pouted his lips in regret.

Damn it, it's disgraceful that she should be fooling a strange man at the card table!

Yi Qingchen wiped her thin lips unconsciously, and her deep, sea-like black eyes glittered under the brilliant crystal lamp.

Ten consecutive losers.

Chu Qiao shook the amber-colored liquid in his glass in a rather depressed way. It seemed that his luck at night had been completely destroyed by the men and women of the dogs.

"Does Miss Chu intend to continue?" Yi Qingchen looked at her with a warm smile.

"Continue naturally." She put down her glass and snapped her finger at the Dutch official.

said that she would never step out of the Y Club halfway before the engagement dinner the day after tomorrow.

"If I win three games, how about two days with me?" When Chu Qiao said this, there was always light wind and clouds on his face.

It seems that such a straightforward request for a man to "accompany" is just as casual as eating and drinking water.

"OK." Yi Qingchen readily agreed, even a little spoiled in tone. In those long eyes, which could not see any emotion at all, some kind of ambiguous emotion passed by lightly.

Naturally, Chu Qiao didn't surprise her. She not only won, but also won three games in a row.

She had no doubt that it was the man who deliberately put water on her and lifted her lips confidently. How could there be a gentleman in the world who could not sit in disorder?

"Come on, you're my man these two days." She hooked her fingers seductively at him.

Yi Qingchen stood up with a shallow smile and walked towards her step by step. Suddenly, he bent down and put his head in her ear and said in a low voice, "Two days? I'm really worried about Miss Chu's thin body and bones.

Chu Qiao stretched out his slender fingers and slowly slid across his perfectly contoured face like an ancient Greek statue. "Oh? It seems that I can still harvest a lot of surprise!! uuuuuuuuuuu

"Miss Chu is wrong." Suddenly Yi Qingchen hugged her up. The man's clear breath accompanied by the elegant taste of Cologne water vaguely stimulated the exposed sensitive skin in her ear. "Not small, it's huge."

His deliberate provocation made her giggle.

Yi Qingchen seems to understand her meaning, hold her publicly, and even ask the waiter to book a presidential suite for him in public.

Chu Qiao's head is cleverly buried in his bosom like a human being. Unexpectedly, by tomorrow, it is estimated that all over Kyoto there will be secret stories about her premarital derailment, or even more unknown.

And all this is what she wants.

She can't be an abandoned woman laughed at by everyone. If she wants to be disgraced, Zhou Zihao will have to accompany her.