Those dandies always like to watch the fun, not afraid of trouble. They kept talking back and forth, adding insult to injury with bad intentions:
"Do you want to take it off completely, or one piece at a time?"
"Of course I'm taking it all off. Who are we Feng Feng? How could we be afraid of something like this?"
"As expected of our Feng Feng, you dare to play!"
…
Feng Feng raised his neck and said in a loud voice, "Of course I have to take them all off! If I have only one piece left, I lose!"
He stared at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with inexplicable excitement, with a reckless attitude of seeking excitement without regard for the consequences: "How about it, do you dare?!"
Ye Feng looked at the young man in front of him.
It was obvious that he had drunk some alcohol before and was a little drunk.
He narrowed his eyes and gave it another chance: "Are you sure?"
"Sure!" Feng Feng replied bluntly, his expression full of sarcasm and disdain becoming even stronger. "Why, you can't afford to play?!"
He raised his hand and pointed it at Ye Feng's face: "If you lose, the first thing you have to take off is this ugly mask!"
"Okay, come on." Ye Feng was helpless. He couldn't bear it, but he couldn't stop someone from seeking death.
This young master has obviously been provoked to the point of losing his mind. It would be good for him to learn a lesson.
There was something that made him quite uncomfortable—
It seemed as if he was really jealous of that playboy!
It's such an unjust death!
The people around were screaming with excitement, and the atmosphere was extremely good.
The attention of the entire floor was drawn over.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Feng Feng became even more excited, his eyes sparkling.
He stood up, raised his feet, stepped on the edge of the coffee table with his fashionable upturned boots, raised his hand to pick up the dice cup, and danced it up and down.
As she moved, the hem of her black shirt, which had been messed up by Young Master Wu, flipped up from time to time, revealing her slender waistline.
Her honey-colored skin with smooth texture attracted the attention of people around her. Their eyes became hot as they lingered, and there were whistles and cheers one after another.
I have to say that this young master has quite a bit of capital to get involved in the world of romance!
Feng Feng became even more proud, with a more provocative look in his eyes, and he never left Ye Feng's side for a moment.
The movements are cool and eye-catching.
The whistle became louder!
Feng Feng was having more and more fun. After a few dazzling and difficult moves, the dice roll stopped with a "pop".
He raised his chin, confident of victory: "It's your turn!"
Ye Feng sighed secretly.
I saw my hand reaching out, casually picking up the dice cup, and then putting it down perfunctorily.
Not much improvement from last time.
The high-pitched cheering sounds all around were slightly dimmed, and strangely took a lower octave.
That's it, is it over?
Ji Tianhe had been waiting nearby. He excitedly came forward and said impatiently, "I'll drive!"
He first opened a crack in Feng Feng's dice cup and took a look inside, and then his expression couldn't help but become a little strange.
When everyone saw it, they were so anxious that they kept shouting, "What's going on? Open it quickly!"
"Master Ji, you're being so dishonest! You're keeping me on suspense!!"
…
Ji Tianhe lifted the lid swiftly.
When everyone looked, they found that the number was exactly the same as last time, even the position of the dice seemed to have not changed!
Everyone at the table suddenly felt the same strange feeling as Young Master Ji.
This Feng Feng has obviously practiced specially. If he didn't have the skills, he wouldn't dare to call out numbers in public.
But it's a bit weird that it happened twice in a row.
Ji Tianhe stopped talking nonsense and reached out to lift the lid in front of Ye Feng.
Everyone at the table looked over.
Then I saw six sixes in a row.
Both unexpected and expected.
Everyone present was a smart person and they immediately understood that this was definitely not just a matter of luck.
When they looked at Ye Feng again, their eyes were a little different.
This guy doesn't look very old, so how could he be so secretive?! He must have some deep background...
The more this happened, the less likely these people were to investigate.
They came out to have fun, not to offend anyone.
But no matter what, at this point, the winner has indeed been decided.
That means there will be even more excitement to watch next!
These playboys turned their eager eyes to Feng Feng and started to make a fuss.
Feng Feng naturally knew his own level of strength, but he also knew that he was definitely doomed this time.
He raised his head proudly, picked up a bottle of wine from the table, opened it, tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp.
Throwing the empty bottle on the table, Feng Feng danced a hot and wild solo to the cheerful music in the background.
As he raised his hand and waved, his coat fell to the ground.
Everyone applauded!
There was a heat in the whistles, and the urging became louder and louder as the clothes fell to the ground one by one.
The Imperials always have fun and have fun.
Ye Feng, a conservative earthling, was getting a little restless and didn't know where to put his eyes.
He turned sideways, said something to Wu Ximing, and prepared to leave.
Wu Ximing knew that they had another appointment later so he was not in a hurry.
He took out a gold-stamped business card and handed it over: "My terminal number is on it, beautiful lady, don't forget to add me!"
"Of course." Ye Feng put the business card away, waved and left.
Afterwards, Young Master Wu admired the charming and elegant back for a while before reluctantly looking away.
Without that person, I suddenly felt that this game didn't seem to have much meaning.
Ji Tianhe then moved closer and whispered, "Master Wu, why do I feel like there's something a little weird about this guy..."
Wu Ximing waved his hand: "I know what you are going to say. He has other intentions."
He straightened his bow tie, held his head high, and smiled charmingly: "I'm not afraid of people playing tricks on me, nor am I afraid of people thinking about me. I'm only afraid that the person who comes to see me is not beautiful enough, haha."
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