He even suspected that it was because he had not had bad luck for too long that Boss Chang's bookstore suffered this unexpected disaster.
"But, there's nothing wrong with just playing around."
Qin Zhao stuffed the gambling cup into Jing Li's hand.
He gently took Jing Li's hands from behind and held the gambling cup: "... Make sure to press it tightly like this, hold it firmly, and then shake it slowly..."
Qin Zhao stayed in the house the whole time, his palms were warm, which made Jing Li's fingers look cold.
Jing Li smelled the faint medicinal fragrance on him and felt the slight vibration of his chest when he spoke in a low voice, and he felt a little distracted.
They had been together for so long that even the most intimate gestures should have been commonplace. But this action inexplicably reminded Jing Li of the time when they were still in Linxi Village, when Qin Zhao would hold his hand like this every day and teach him calligraphy.
Jing Li tilted his head to look at Qin Zhao's profile.
The other person's jawline was clearly defined, and his thin lips kept opening and closing as he spoke, with the corners of his lips always slightly curled up, soft and gentle.
"Distracted again?" Qin Zhao noticed Jing Li's gaze and said helplessly, "I asked you to look at the gambling cup, why are you looking at me?"
"I'm thinking about important things." Jing Li said.
Qin Zhao: "What's the matter?"
Jing Li: "Think about why I like you so much."
Even someone as calm as Qin Zhao was caught off guard by this straight shot from his young husband.
He was stunned for a moment before he chuckled softly and asked in a low voice, "Have you figured out the result?"
"No." Jing Li leaned in Qin Zhao's arms, looking a little distressed. "After thinking about it, the only explanation is that you are a charming little goblin."
Qin Zhao: "..."
Qin Zhao pinched his waist and said, "Who are you calling a demon, little fish demon?"
Jing Li was tickled by him, twisting and turning unruly, but he couldn't escape the pressure of someone's height. In the midst of playfulness, the gambling cup gently fell on the table, and the dice fell to the ground.
The two of them stopped moving at the same time.
The two fathers held their breath and tilted their heads to look inside. The bed, completely hidden by the curtains, was quiet. They stared for a moment before letting out a sigh of relief.
"Ever since this little bastard came along, everything I do is like a thief." Jing Li muttered and complained.
He turned his head and quickly kissed Qin Zhao on the lips, whispering, "But no matter who you are, I still love you very much."
Love him so much that I am willing to give him all the best.
I am also willing to become a better person for him.
Qin Zhao chased after him and kissed him back, pressing his nose against his cold nose, a smile in his eyes: "You said it, you must keep your word."
He let the man go and bent down to pick up the dice scattered on the ground: "Are you still going to study?"
"study!"
.
Jing Li dragged Qin Zhao to cram for the whole day to learn how to play the gambling cup. The next day, he found an excuse to sneak out.
He first went to the bookstore to call Boss Chang, and the two of them went to the gambling house together.
It was only morning, but the gambling house was already quite crowded. It was extremely noisy, and Jing Li, being a first-time visitor to such a place, frowned at the stench.
The two asked the waiter to inform them, and soon they were led into the private room upstairs.
This gambling house has three floors in total, and all the floors above the second floor are private rooms.
However, gambling is all about the atmosphere, so there are very few guests coming to the private rooms on weekdays. It is more of a place for those who play all night to rest.
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