Chapter 25 Chapter 25 Don't clamp his legs so tight
The person who came was Zhou Jing.
His starting point was the court, which was closer to the club than Li Chengchuan, whose starting point was in the residential area. Zhou Jing knew Zhou Li well, and through investigation and guesswork, he figured out Zhou Li's destination before Li Chengchuan.
Xing Kui reached out and hugged Zhou Jing. She was genuinely frightened. Embracing someone so familiar, her nose felt sore, she trembled, and her eyes welled up. "Mom, if it's any later, she'll be forced to kiss a stranger."
"You really like her. Looks like I found the right person." The short-haired woman sitting on the sofa between the two male models raised her phone. "She's the one you're hugging in this picture, right?"
What picture?
Xing Kui turned her face away when she heard the voice. The background of the picture was the restaurant on the first floor of Feiyan Shopping Mall. It was the scene where Zhou Jing hugged her that day. Was it secretly photographed?
"No doubt about it, it's her." The short-haired woman pulled up her sunglasses, glanced at herself and Zhou Jing, a sneer on her lips, and raised her pointed chin as she pointed at Song Hongyu, who had hidden to the side. "You two should break up. Didn't you see her kissing that guy when you came in just now?"
From that angle just now, it looked like a kiss from the outside.
Xing Kui looked up to explain, but Zhou Jing's warm, thin hand rested on her head, caressing it. He wiped the tears from her eyes and looked down at her with a gentle gaze, "Nothing happened. Let's just go back and wash up, baby."
Lawyer Zhou should have been in court earlier, wearing a well-ironed suit. It was the first time Xing Kui saw him in a suit. He looked elegant and well-dressed, totally different from those dozens of male models. She smiled with tears in her eyes.
Suddenly, the short-haired girl curled her lips, grabbed the plate of fries and threw it at the two of them: "Did I allow you to fall in love, Zhou Jing?"
Bang! The plate shattered on the wall illuminated by the colorful light. Zhou Jing held Xing Kui behind him and said, "What are you doing, Zhou Li?"
He was tall and thin, but broader than Xing Kui, and he blocked her completely, like a magic needle that stabilized the sea.
Zhou Li? Xing Kui grabbed Zhou Jing's clothes and took a peek. She felt that the short-haired girl's name sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.
"Let's go."
"Can you get away?"
What a classic line from a film or TV series.
From the open door of the box, a group of men in black filed in and surrounded her and Zhou Jing. Zhou Li sat on the sofa, bent over, and pulled out a square cardboard box from under the table. "If you're in my place, you should follow my rules."
Xing Kui looked at Zhou Li opening the box with curiosity. Zhou Jing stood motionless in front of her to protect her. Before entering the club, he sent the location to Li Chengchuan. There were at least a hundred black-clad bodyguards inside and outside the box. Xing Kui's legs were not convenient for running, and it would be difficult for the two of them to get out alone. He had to wait for Li Chengchuan to come and help.
"what you up to?"
As soon as Zhou Jing asked the question, Xing Kui could tell that he was trying to delay time, so she quickly asked in a supporting tone, "Yeah, what do you want to do?"
The two men sang in unison, which made Zhou Li frown in disgust. She pushed the men on both sides away with her hands painted with black nail polish, gathered her white fur coat, and took out a stack of cards from the box. They were black and gold, and a circle larger than ordinary playing cards. "Let's play a game. The winner can ask the loser to do anything."
Xing Kui and Zhou Jing needed to delay time, so they looked at each other and agreed at the same time.
This is a card game called "Truth or Lie" that was popular in the past few years. It has been localized and adapted by the club and is often used to entertain guests.
A four-player game with a total of twenty cards, six ambiguous cards, six kissing cards, six passionate cards, and two wild cards.
The first twenty cards will be shuffled and dealt to each player with five cards. A certain card is called a playing card. Regardless of whether the player has one or not, he or she must claim the playing card as the prescribed playing card. One to three cards can be played in each round.
The wild card can be equated to a played card.
For example, the ambiguous card is played. Player A has 1 ambiguous card, 1 universal card, and 4 passionate cards in his hand, which means that Player A has 2 ambiguous cards to play.
After each player plays a card, the next player can raise a question or continue playing.
If the questioning is successful, the player being questioned will be punished; if the questioning fails, the player raising the question will be punished.
Taking the ambiguous card as an example, if player A does not have an ambiguous card or a wild card, but plays other cards to lie, if player B questions it, player A will be punished; if player A has an ambiguous card and plays it sincerely, if player B questions it, player B will be punished.
After receiving a penalty, the cards were re-dealt. As for how to receive the penalty, there were four guns in the box, each filled with six liquid bullets: five of which contained milk and one contained pepper spray. If a player drank the milk during the penalty, they could continue playing; if they drank the pepper spray, they were eliminated. Xing Kui found this extremely offensive and strongly requested that the milk be replaced with water.
Zhou Jing: "Replace the chili water too. She's on a diet and can't eat spicy food. Anything with a color to distinguish it from plain water will be fine. Replace it with strawberry juice."
The club manager scratched his eyebrows and said, "Okay, it's the distinguished guest's request, how dare I disobey? Playing like this is not exciting at all."
A square table was carried into the box. The game required four players, but there were only three: Zhou Jing, Xing Kui, and Zhou Li. New male model Song Hongyu was forced to join the game and huddled in a corner, feeling autistic.
Xing Kui approached him sympathetically, saying he was just a poor man trying to make money: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand the rules of the game, just play blindly."
Song Hongyu was slightly startled. Listening to her concern, his heart couldn't stop beating: "Don't worry, I'm very good at this. I have played similar games with my classmates." He looked at Zhou Jing, who was standing under the blue light with extraordinary dignity. His self-esteem, which had been hurt when he saw Zhou Jing, suddenly returned.
So what if he's more handsome than him? He can beat him at the poker table.
Xing Kui shrank back to Zhou Jing and whispered in a very low voice: "He said he was very proficient in it. No way, if he can't, then I don't know how to play it." She thought there was someone who could be embarrassed by her companions, damn it!
It wasn't that she was stupid; she understood the rules of the game, but understanding them had consumed what little energy she had left. By the time she got to play, her injured brain would surely be paralyzed. Damn it! Bullying the injured!
Zhou Jing's face remained calm: "I haven't played it either."
Xing Kui opened her eyes in surprise.
Zhou Jing held her shoulders and asked her to sit down. "Don't walk around. You don't have to worry about getting hurt if you're barefoot."
"Hehe." Xing Kui laughed for two seconds, then stopped laughing. "That's not right. We can't lose, so what should we do? I want to win and leave. If I lose, I'll be asked to do something." She waved for Zhou Jing to bend down, stretched her neck and put it around his ears. "I don't want to kiss strangers."
Zhou Jing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he gently pushed her away: "I won't ask for that."
"Huh?" Confidence is a good thing. The waiter brought the tomato pasta Xing Kui ordered. She picked up her fork and asked, "What if Zhou Li wins?"
"She will force me to break up with you, but we were never together, were we?" Zhou Jing looked at her steadily, and his gentle eyes reminded Xing Kui of the teacher in school who encouraged students to answer bravely.
After pondering for a moment, she said happily, "Right! You're so smart! This way, we don't have to worry about winning or losing. We can just lose as slowly as possible and wait for your reinforcements to arrive."
Zhou Jing was silent and moved to sit beside him.
The night Jiang Yuming left his house, he was also silent. Uh, did she say something wrong? She didn't say anything that day, just asking him not to mind her hearing about his past.
"Zhou Li is my sister."
"Huh?" Xing Kui was so shocked that she almost jumped up. Whose sister would take her brother's girlfriend to a club to choose a male model? Whose sister would bring a hundred bodyguards to surround her brother? She said embarrassedly, "Your sister is quite a personality."
"She doesn't just hate me; she wants everyone in the Zhou family to live in unrest." Zhou Jing looked at her, the look behind the golden frame reminiscent of a teacher encouraging a student to answer. "Aren't you curious about what happened?"
Curiosity means wanting to get to know a person better.
Xing Kui lowered her head, rolled up a forkful of pasta, and stuffed it into her mouth: "It's not good to reveal your family's private affairs to me."
Zhou Jing had a deadpan expression: "It's not good if you don't tell me when I stick out my tongue."
Xing Kui's cheeks flushed instantly. She glanced at him, not daring to meet his gaze. She had heard that lawyers could say anything shameful when testifying in court if necessary. She felt like she was sitting in the dock. "This isn't the same thing at all. What have you been brooding about since Dr. Jiang left?"
"I won't tell you." Zhou Jing didn't answer, "Zhou Li is back."
Zhou Li went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, wearing sunglasses and red lips, as if she was about to go to the battlefield. Xing Kui's heart was pounding. Zhou Li, who proposed the game, must be very confident of winning. She was really afraid that they would all be killed in five minutes.
Looking at Song Hongyu who was sitting down, she couldn't help but plead with him, hoping that this male college student who claimed to be very good at it could fight with Zhou Li.
Zhou Jing frowned, glanced at Song Hongyu, picked up the five cards in front of him, and played two directly: "Two kisses."
The cards were thrown onto the table, and Xing Kui quickly withdrew his attention and focused on the game.
In the first round, the kissing card is played, and the order of players in clockwise order of seats is Zhou Jing, Xing Kui, Zhou Li, and Song Hongyu.
Xing Kui looked at the cards in her hand, 2 ambiguous cards, 2 passionate cards, and 1 universal card. Great, only one card was played. What great luck!
Let’s play a random card first. This is only the first round, and the next player should be conservative and not question it.
Xing Kui released a passionate photo: "A kiss."
Zhou Li: "Question."
Xing Kui: “?”
Zhou Li flipped open the cards on her desk, took a look, and picked up a toy gun loaded with six bullets: "You lose, open your mouth."
She was wrong, her sister was a radical.
Fortunately, the bullet she was hit by was a clean water bullet. Xing Kui wiped her mouth and unfolded her second round of cards, 3 ambiguous cards, 1 kissing card, and 1 passionate card. The ambiguous card was played.
Zhou Li took the initiative: "An ambiguous one."
Song Hongyu put his lips to his lips and thought for a while: "It's an ambiguous one."
Zhou Jing threw out two cards: "Two ambiguous ones."
It was Xing Kui's turn to play. She had three ambiguous cards. According to Zhou Li's aggressive style in the previous round, perhaps she should play the ambiguous cards one by one, and wait for others to lose after three rounds?
Under the table, a foot in leather shoes came from the left and gently kicked Xing Kui's calf, once, twice, and three times.
Xing Kui tensed her calf muscles. Was it Zhou Jing? Was he reminding her? What did "kick three times" mean? Was he asking her to play three cards at once?
There is a vertical stroke on the tip of the shoe, vertical... ambiguity, kissing, passion, omnipotence, only the first stroke of the word "谧" in "眯眯" is a vertical stroke.
Zhou Jing asked her to play three ambiguous cards? How did he guess that she had three ambiguous cards? But she only had three ambiguous cards. If Zhou Li didn't question it after she played it, she would easily lose later.
After hesitating for a moment, Xing Kui finally decided to trust Zhou Jing, give it a try, and took out three cards that could help him survive.
Zhou Li: "Question."
Xing Kui: “?” Sister, you are so brave to question me.
She grinned, raised the toy gun on Zhou Li's desk and shot it at her, clear water gushing out, "You lose."
In the third game, Zhou Li did not question, but was questioned by Song Hongyu for playing fake cards. Song Hongyu won, and Zhou Li had four bullets left.
In the fourth round, Song Hongyu was questioned by Zhou Jing for playing fake cards, and Song Hongyu had five bullets left.
…
In the eighth round, Zhou Li had two bullets left and Song Hongyu had three.
Xing Kui held up the cards for the ninth round and calmly lifted her hair. Except for the first round, she had never lost another round. Alas, Song Hongyu and Zhou Li are good at playing, so why are they so bad at it and take turns losing?
However, both of them were lucky enough not to be eliminated by the strawberry bullet. Around the fourth round, Song Hongyu also kicked Xing Kui under the table, but the meaning behind his kick seemed different from Zhou Jing's. Xing Kui didn't understand his meaning and had to ignore it.
Zhou Li, who was originally confident of winning, glared at Xing Kui fiercely. She had lost several times because of her.
Don't look at me, your brother taught me this.
Xing Kui felt uneasy and subconsciously pulled her legs back, but she didn't know that Zhou Jing and Song Hongyu were about to kick her under the table.
Without the obstruction of Xing Kui's legs, Zhou Jing's leather shoes from the left and Song Hongyu's leather shoes from the opposite collided with each other, and both of them were stunned at the same time.
Xing Kui, who created the Shura field, was still happily looking at the cards. Her luck was very bad this round and she didn't draw a single card. But she believed that Zhou Jing could turn decay into magic and lead her to kill all the enemies. Why didn't Lawyer Zhou kick her out yet?
Oh, it seems... Xing Kui suddenly lowered his head and saw the scene of two legs raised and two shoes hitting each other. He was shocked and reflexively stretched out his leg to hook Zhou Jing's leg over: My leg is here, here, don't kick the wrong one!
Zhou Jing tightened his grip on the card and said, "Xing Kui, it's a good thing you hooked his leg."
He raised his stern eyebrows and glanced coldly at the male model whose name he hadn't even asked. He had already observed the other person's little movements.
This kind of game requires card counting skills and is more about psychological warfare. Zhou Jing has never played it before, but he doesn't take it seriously at all. He is just delaying time, otherwise the game would have ended long ago.
Zhou Jing glanced at his watch. It was time to eliminate the unknown male model. He kept kicking Xing Kui's legs, and he didn't know if it was serious enough.
He looked at Xing Kui and moved his legs: Don't clamp his legs so tightly, loosen them first, I have something to do right now.
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