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Chapter 378 The Winning Hand

Chapter 378 The hand of victory and defeat

The lazy afternoon sun shone on the round table by the window. The two beauties gently shook the straws in their juice glasses and looked at each other with subtle eyes. After the brief meeting at Kiyomizu Temple, they came to

In such a small space, a war between women is bound to break out.

Miyagawa calmly and carefully reviewed the current situation. Her final conclusion was that she still had the advantage. After all, at this moment, the one accompanying Beihara was not other women, but herself. From this point of view, she

In fact, he is already a few points better than Misumi.

Therefore, the outcome of this war does not actually depend on whether he can defeat Misumi.

Whether you are more beautiful than Misumi, better at dressing up, have a better personality, etc., is not the difference between victory and defeat.

The real difference between victory and defeat lies in Beiyuan.

It depends on whom Kitahara has a closer relationship with and which woman he is more willing to listen to.

In Miyagawa's heart, after a "crackling" analysis, she finally came to this conclusion that she considered to be crucial. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she had obtained the key to winning this war. Yes, as long as

If it proves that Beiyuan is more willing to listen to himself, then he will win.

Beihara was sitting next to him, his brows suddenly twitching for no reason. He looked at Miyagawa's smiling expression and began to panic inexplicably. Judging from Miyagawa's expression, her mood seemed to have recovered a lot. But

, why is this panic coming out again?

Miyagawa used her peripheral vision to look at the pitifully empty table in front of the man. After coming down from Kiyomizu Temple, she and Misumi had already unanimously deprived Kitahara of his right to order a drink. Since the man next to her was the one who started this overt and covert fight.

point, then this kind of punishment is obviously unnecessary.

Miyagawa raised his hand lightly, picked up a menu card, and gently pushed it in front of Beihara, showing a bright and bright smile, "It must have been very hard to walk for such a long time in the temple on the mountain just now.

Come on. Let’s quench your thirst with a glass of juice.”

Suddenly seeing Miyagawa's considerate appearance again, Beihara couldn't help but feel happy and nodded sharply. He had already finished drinking the mineral water when he was on the mountain. In addition, he was in the spirit of the two women.

Under the torture, his throat had already become dry, and he urgently needed a drink to quench his thirst.

Beihara felt the air conditioning in the tea room, and immediately browsed the drinks on the menu, preparing to choose his favorite.

At this moment, Miyagawa's voice suddenly sounded again, "Some people are really. They order drinks by themselves, but they don't know how to ask others to order. How can they be so embarrassed to drink drinks while looking at others that they don't care at all?

.Isn’t that right, Kitahara?”

The beautiful lawyer tilted her head slightly, as if she wanted the man in front of her to agree with this opinion.

When Beiyuan heard this voice, his body froze involuntarily. Sure enough, the game between women was not over yet, and all the kindness was to defeat the other opponent. He smiled awkwardly and looked at Gong

The same glass of juice on the other side of Sichuan. If I really answered yes, wouldn’t even you also scold me?

Kitahara said "haha" to fool him, and then continued to look at the menu attentively.

"Can you order some mango juice too?" Miyagawa said with a smile. She glanced at Misumi opposite. She ordered watermelon juice, and she ordered mango juice. If Kitahara and she ordered the same drinks,

If it's the same, then it's a couple's drink, which will invisibly crowd out Misumi.

Beiyuan waved his hand habitually, and was about to say, "No, I'll order something else."

However, before he said the words, he felt a sharp gaze falling on him. Looking up, it was Miyagawa looking at him with a smile. Although the smile was still that gentle smile, he didn't know why.

, the subtle expression on her face conveyed a few big words, "If you dare to order something else, then you can try it."

Beihara immediately stuffed the unspoken words back into his mouth. Okay... okay. Let's order mango juice.

Misumi looked at the scene in front of him and sneered slightly, as if he had discovered the trick of the girl in front of him. Really, he was still a lawyer, and in the end he was still entangled in such a boring drama.

Despite this, the little devil in Misumi's heart was suddenly summoned. Although she clearly understood that she was already Kitahara's ex-girlfriend, and there was nothing she could say to stop Kitahara from meeting other new girls, but

At the moment, Misumi also inexplicably wants to compete with this girl named Miyagawa.

Don’t you just want to listen to someone more than Kitahara? Then let’s compare!

Misumi looked at Kitahara, pursed her lips slightly, and showed a pleasant smile, "Kitahara, I remember you don't like to drink mango juice? Why don't you order a glass of soda water?"

When Miyagawa heard this sentence, her crooked eyebrows couldn't help but tremble. This sentence was really bitchy. "I remember" seemed to show how much she knew Beiyuan, but she didn't even know what Beiyuan liked to drink.

I don’t know. In just one sentence, she established the image of her being gentle and remembering things, while he was arrogant and unreasonable.

Go fuck yourself.

In my freshman and sophomore years, when Beihara and I were running a book club together, we didn’t even know how much mango juice we drank.

What do you, a latecomer, know?!

"Kitahara can order whatever you want to drink." Miyagawa continued to smile and said softly.

This young man has obviously realized the crisis before him. This is not a question of simple mango juice or soda water. Although he does prefer soda water. However, Kitahara knows very well that once he actually orders soda

Water, then when you return to Tokyo in the future, you will face an earth-shaking disaster.

Beihara immediately waved his hand without hesitation, "Waiter, please bring me a glass of mango juice."

When Miyagawa heard the words "mango juice", the smile on his face became brighter, as if he had become the winner at this moment. Sure enough, the man in front of him was more willing to listen to her.

However, after the words fell, the waiter trotted over with an apologetic look on his face, "I'm sorry, sir. Our juicer happened to be broken. There is no way to make juice. Why don't we try something else."

"That's it." Kitahara glanced at Miyagawa quietly again, as if to appease the mood of the girl who was traveling with him, and said deliberately: "Oh, I still want to drink mango juice. Why did your juicer break down at this time?

.In such a big store, does it only have a juicer? Really. It’s best to go down the mountain and drink a glass of juice at this time.”

"I'm so sorry, sir. Please change to someone else." The waiter quickly bowed and said.

Misumi listened to this deliberate speech and showed a subtle smile, "Kitahara, I think of the time we dated before."

This beautiful forensic doctor seemed to have figured out the weakness of the girl in front of her, Miyagawa, who was not Kitahara's official girlfriend, and launched a fierce attack.

Misumi glanced at the almost empty juice cup in front of Miyagawa, then took another straw from the side and placed it on his cup with watermelon juice, and then put the cup with two straws into it.

He pushed forward gently and said calmly as if nothing had happened:

"Come on. Since Beihara wants to drink juice so much, let's drink it together."

The voice of this beautiful forensic doctor seemed to echo on the second floor of the small tea room.

The juice cup with two straws was placed quietly in front of Miyagawa and Kitahara.

This beautiful forensic doctor invited the male lawyer to share a glass of juice...







(I still have to work overtime on May Day, Barbie Q)
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