"Isn't it just a coin?"

Seeing Yue Zi-tong with a proud face, his face suddenly became stern. He Lan Xiaoxin was very puzzled: "My dear, how many meanings does he take out this thing?"

"toss a coin."

Yue Zitong simply said, "If you win or lose, you have to wash the dishes and wash the pot."

"Oh, I see."

Helan Xiaoxin suddenly realized: "In the past, you must always win."

"That's natural."

Yue Zitong nodded his head forcefully and said, "But I will never take it lightly."

Looking at Li Nan with a cigarette in his eye, Helan Xiaoxin asked Yue Zitong in a low voice, "Wouldn't it be better...