On the land of the Nine Provinces, the martial arts world and the imperial court are clearly distinct.
Carrying a sign-in system, Chu Qinghe transmigrated to a martial arts world. What he wan...
Chu Qinghe said lazily, "It's a birthday that only comes once a year after all!"
Dongfang Bubai nodded and said, "This girl is quite lucky to be by your side."
Chu Qinghe smiled noncommittally at this.
Yaoyue, standing to the side, looked at Chu Qinghe and said, "It's nothing. I didn't expect you to be a good cook."
Chu Qinghe said softly, "When you're alone for a long time, you'll naturally learn some things."
After several days of heavy snow, sunbathing is definitely not a realistic option.
Fortunately, they have mahjong, and now Dongfang Bubai and the other girls are very interested in it.
Therefore, after the little girl came out, the five of them gathered around the table under the tree.
Five Loaves
"Bang!"
"Seventy thousand"
"Bang!"
"Twenty thousand."
"Hu"
"Hu"
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Seeing Qu Feiyan and Dongfang Bubai's outstretched hands, Chu Qinghe, who had successfully achieved a double victory, also showed confusion on his face.
For half an hour straight, Chu Qinghe lost every single game he played.
At this moment, Chu Qinghe was nowhere to be seen the imposing aura he had displayed the night before.
Chu Qinghe couldn't help but wonder if his luck had been affected by sending out several red envelopes early in the morning.
After all, mahjong itself carries a strong sense of metaphysics.
When bad luck strikes, no one can save you.
After an incense stick had burned, Chu Qinghe's expression hardened slightly as he lit another double shot.
"No, I'm just having bad luck today."
Then, while shuffling the cards, Chu Qinghe was also thinking about a solution to the current situation.
A moment later, Chu Qinghe's gaze quickly focused on Xiao Zhao, who was next to Qu Feiyan.
After a few moments of contemplation, Chu Qinghe beckoned to Xiao Zhao.
Seeing Chu Qinghe's gesture, Xiao Zhao walked up to Chu Qinghe with a puzzled look on her face.
After having Xiao Zhao squat down a little, Chu Qinghe raised his hand and patted Xiao Zhao's head.
There's a saying that fools sometimes have good luck.
Judging from Xiao Zhao's performance today, she doesn't seem very smart.
My luck is terrible right now, let's see if I can get some luck from Xiao Zhao.
Xiao Zhao was momentarily stunned by Chu Qinghe's intimate gesture.
Qu Feiyan, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, what are you doing?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe mumbled, "It's nothing, I just think Xiao Zhao looks cute."
After saying that, Chu Qinghe began to roll the dice.
When the mahjong tiles were all set, Chu Qinghe's eyes lit up as he looked at the uniform suit of the "wan" tiles in front of him.
"Hey, it actually works."
At this moment, Chu Qinghe realized that his new maid seemed to be a little unusual.
A moment later, after three rounds of self-touching, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but take a deep look at Xiao Zhao.
When Chu Qinghe's gaze fell on the seemingly simple-minded Xiao Zhao, a thought inexplicably popped into his mind.
"If we try to get some luck from this silly girl next time we sign in, will the things we get be more valuable?"
With this thought in mind, Chu Qinghe's gaze changed instantly when he looked at Xiao Zhao.
The more I look at her, the more pleasing I feel to my new maid.
A mascot!
Thinking of this, Chu Qinghe got up without saying a word, then moved a chair and placed it next to him.
"Come on, sit next to me."
Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Xiao Zhao nodded blankly, and then sat down next to Chu Qinghe as he instructed.
Confused and doubtful, yet also obedient.
This silly yet inexplicably cute appearance made Chu Qinghe unable to resist reaching out and pinching Xiao Zhao's still slightly chubby face.
Feeling the sensation in his hand, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but nod and think to himself.
"Hmm! It feels pretty good."
Chu Qinghe's strange behavior left Dongfang Bubai, Yaoyue, and Qu Feiyan puzzled, unable to figure out what he was up to.
However, half an hour later, as the money in the three women's purses dwindled, their expressions gradually changed from sunny to gloomy.
After placing the money in Chu Qinghe's hand again, Yaoyue, who reacted the fastest, frowned as she looked at Chu Qinghe's beaming face.
Afterwards, Yaoyue recalled in her mind how Chu Qinghe's luck had turned from bad to good, and then her gaze suddenly locked onto Xiao Zhao beside Chu Qinghe, her eyes filled with a thoughtful look.
After a few moments of contemplation, under the watchful eyes of the others, Yaoyue slowly rose and walked to Xiaozhao.
Immediately afterward, amidst the doubts of Dongfang Bubai and Qu Feiyan, and the sudden unease in Chu Qinghe's heart, he tentatively raised a hand and touched Xiao Zhao's head.
When Yaoyue withdrew her hand, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but raise her hand and touch her head, as if checking if there was anything on it.
Over here, looking at Yaoyue who had returned to her seat, Chu Qinghe narrowed his eyes and a sense of alarm rose in his heart.
Half an hour later, after Yaoyue successfully won a three-times winning hand, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Xiao Zhao.
He actually found the little girl quite pleasing to the eye.
On the contrary, Chu Qinghe suddenly felt a pang in his heart.
"Oh no, we can't hide it anymore."
Sure enough, seeing that Yaoyue was also touching herself, Dongfang Bubai and Qu Feiyan, who were standing to the side, also realized that something was wrong.
Then, the two women walked up to Xiao Zhao and started touching her.
Qu Feiyan, in particular, not only touched Xiao Zhao's head, but also went too far by rubbing her face against Xiao Zhao's face.
Half an hour later, as the silver was continuously being spit out, Chu Qinghe sighed inwardly as he looked at Xiao Zhao, who was temporarily detained next to Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue and looked obedient.
"Well, the mascot has been snatched away, and my luck is gone too."
At this moment, looking at Xiao Zhao who had been abducted, Chu Qinghe suddenly felt a pang of sadness.