Ji Yan turned a blind eye and didn't expose the frizzy hamster's low-class tricks.
He was better at these things than she was at the age of three.
However, sometimes when he saw Shen Jiao win and grin from ear to ear, looking like a 300-pound fat man, he would be happy and would deliberately break up his own big cards to make her laugh like a 500-pound idiot!
Upon hearing this, Ji Yan slightly lifted her eyelids, "Want to know?"
Shen Jiao listened intently: "Mmm, yes, I want to."
Ji Yan: "I'm not telling you."
Shen Jiao sat back down: "Okay, fine, I won't say anything then. Let's continue playing cards... Four fours, eh? That's strange, I remember I only had two fours."
"You've got it wrong."
Ji Yan, expressionless, inserted the stolen card into her own deck.
Very well, the tyrant smirked, all odd numbers, the already terrible hand became even worse.
The game ended, and Shen Jiao won again.
She counted her winnings, laughing so hard her double chin appeared.
Ji Yan looked at her eyes and the silly way she was seriously counting money, and suddenly laughed.
"It's not impossible for you to know anything I gave you."
The tyrant's thoughts raced, and he changed his mind in no time.
Shen Jiao waved her hand: "I don't want to think about it anymore."
Busy counting money!
Sensing the sudden drop in temperature from the relaxed and warm atmosphere around her, which had cooled down by more than ten degrees, and seeing the tyrant's devilish yet gloomy face, Shen Jiao swallowed hard.
Well, did she accidentally upset Princess Ji again?
Shen Jiao immediately switched to her thinnest, gentlest, and most affected voice, "Your Majesty, what I just said was a slip of the tongue and doesn't count. I still really want to know."
Ji Yan stared at her for a moment, then sneered, "Too late, unless..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Jiao, being very understanding, took the initiative to give him half of the money, even though it hurt her.
It wasn't that she was willing to part with it; it was a tactic. If she waited for the tyrant to make exorbitant demands, it was hard to say whether she could even keep half of it.
She knew it; Princess Ji couldn't afford to lose!
Just as Shen Jiao was applauding her own cleverness, Ji Yan said with obvious disdain, "Do you think I care about your little bit of money?"
Oh, you don't like it? If you don't like it, then it's perfect! Shen Jiao quickly pulled the money back.
He was rummaging through things too quickly and didn't even notice that Ji Yan had left her on the corner of the table. All the silver notes he hadn't had a chance to lose were taken by her.
Ji Yan: "..."
Shen Jiao, who prided herself on not being such a shameless and unreasonable person, took out a few of the smallest denomination banknotes from her pocket and returned them to him.
"Here's the extra money. Let me make it clear first, I didn't take advantage of you."
Seeing that several thousand taels of silver notes had suddenly turned into several hundred taels, and the culprit was still righteously saying that he hadn't taken advantage of the situation, Ji Yan was so angry that she laughed.
He grabbed the frizzy hamster, who had gotten a good deal but was still acting innocent, and pulled it into his arms, holding it close.
"If you don't discipline someone for three days, they'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles. You're getting bolder and bolder."
Shen Jiao pretended not to understand and responded with a smile.
Anyway, her courage wasn't determined by her own actions, but rather by the fluctuating attitude of her boss.
He retreats, she advances.
If we really want to find out who's responsible, it's the tyrant's fault.
The thoughts of a frizzy hamster are always obvious, and Ji Yan can guess them almost perfectly at a glance.
The tyrant kneaded her soft, doughy face and said, "Give me a kiss, and I'll tell you."
Your mood is truly unpredictable; you've certainly managed to steer clear of the subject, my friend.
Shen Jiao's eyes widened: "A kiss is a natural intimacy born of deep affection, how can it be used for a transaction? I don't agree, I'm not that kind of person, I..."
Ji Yan was getting a headache from the noise, so she stuffed the several hundred taels into her pocket.
With a "smack," Shen Jiao smiled and gave him a kiss.
"Oh, Your Majesty, you're being too polite. It's not a big deal, and I'm not the kind of person who's unrepentant and will stubbornly stick to a dead end. So, are you satisfied with my kiss? If not, I'll kiss you again."
A great man can bend and stretch, and a woman can also adapt to circumstances.
Ji Yan watched the fickle, frizzy hamster in silence.
Oh dear, she's got a little temper. Shen Jiao kissed her again. Consider it after-sales service, but let's give her a cashback for a good review.
"It's all drool." Ji Yan wiped her cheeks with obvious disgust.
Shen Jiao: "???"
Hmm? Can't you tell left from right?
Why are you wiping your right cheek when I kissed your left?
Perfect service means consistency from start to finish, taking initiative, and attending to every detail.
Shen Jiao cupped Ji Yan's handsome face in her hands and took out her small handkerchief to wipe the spot where Ji Yan had kissed her.
Ji Yan's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He was just pretending to be disgusted, but she actually took it seriously!
Shen Jiao, immersed in the joy of making money, completely ignored the tyrant's mood and said to herself, "Your Majesty, do you see? Is it clean? If not, I'll get some strong liquor..."
"Who asked you to wipe it?" Ji Yan's voice was sinister.
The tone was off. They say that excessive joy leads to sorrow. Shen Jiao was scared and shrank into a malnourished little cabbage, silently covering her eyes with the silver notes in her hand.
Ji Yan: "Kiss me back."
Shen Jiao smiled and said, "...Oh, oh, okay."
Hehe, I can kiss you a few more times.
As for wiping my face, of course it was intentional!
...
As the capital of a powerful nation, the prosperity of the royal city was incomparable to that of the prosperous cities of the southern border. After traveling for more than half a month, Shen Jiao felt that her legs, which had not been on the road for a long time, were almost atrophied.
When I woke up this morning and lifted the car curtain to breathe in the fresh air, what greeted my eyes was no longer the lush green mountains and clear waters, but the towering and majestic city walls, which looked incredibly magnificent from afar.
"We've finally made it into the city!"
Shen Jiao let out a long sigh, gripping the windowsill with both hands, her eyes crinkling into crescents. The wind brushed against her ears, tickling the tip of her nose, and her smile deepened.
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