"Really! Why is a pair of pussy bigger than a pair of j? Why? Which rule is it?" The person who spoke was Cheng Junyu, and this girl had lost her face and turned green.

"A pair of a... you are a pair of skin eggs." Yang Zhaoniang wiped her sweat, her face looked much better: "Why is this symbol pronounced 'k'? It's so hard to recognize..."

Duan Mingyu sat under Yang Zhaoniang, his face was the sunniest, and it was obvious that he was the big winner.

Duan Mingyu calmly threw out a pair of cards: "Hehe, sorry, I can control your pair of a pair of a."

"I'm a pair of kings!" Cheng Junyu's aura of playing cards was not as majestic as usual. He was very domineering and mighty.

Duan Mingyu smiled sinisterly, spread his hands, and said maliciously: "Sorry, my card is finished, Miss Junyu, Sister Zhao Niang, I've given up..."

Yang Zhaoniang and Cheng Junyu looked at each other for a moment, took out a tael of silver, and reluctantly pushed it to Duan Mingyu's table.

"Miss Junyu, how much do you owe me in total after thirty-three cards?" Cheng Junyu calculated with his fingers for a while: "Lost one tael of silver for each card, thirty-three taels of silver is... thirty-three taels of silver?"

As he was stunned, Cheng Junyu slapped the table in surprise: "I lost so much that my clothes were all sweating. It turned out that I only lost more than 30 taels. Haha, the top scholar, come on!"

Duan Mingyu stared at him blankly, silently. More than thirty taels of silver were equivalent to the half-year reward from your old father Cheng Zhiyuan.

Cheng Junyu was a little unconfident when Duan Mingyu looked at him. He calculated it again with his fingers, then he straightened his well-developed breasts with confidence, and said with confidence: "Thirty-three taels of silver, is there anything wrong with it?"

Duan Mingyu shook his head and sighed, then slowly said, "This money is quite high, Miss Junyu, who has given you the courage and wisdom?"

...

"Young Master, have you forgotten that Lord Cheng has cramped when he received gifts recently, and his family's wealth is no less than ten thousand yuan. Besides, you also gave Lord Cheng 100,000 taels of silver to settle the house!" Wang Aiqing reminded him without missing the opportunity.

Duan Mingyu slapped the table: "You are the one who is the first one. So that's it. If you hit me and win, it's my own money. No wonder, no wonder..."

Cheng Junyu covered his mouth and smiled, "So, young master, can we start over?"

"Oh, okay, Zhaoniang, please shuffle the cards quickly!" Duan Mingyu ordered without any politeness.

Yang Zhaoniang reluctantly washed up the cards, and kept muttering why it was me again.

"Come on, official, avenge my family and avenge me!" Wan Yanyan cheered Duan Mingyu next to her and said.

Very good. Duan Mingyu is worthy of being our daughter-in-law. Everyone knows to encourage me to do a good job in thinking that year.

The luck is like Feng Shui, and it is impossible for you to be good forever.

Duan Mingyu's luck seemed to have fallen into a cesspool, and it was so smelly that it could not be stinky. In order not to let the money he won wasted, Duan Mingyu had to temporarily change the rules of fighting Landlords. Of course, in fact, it can also be said that he was a nonsense. Strictly speaking, he was just a slut. He said that Landlords were just like being a human being. His brand was like a character, and only those who were vulgar would be slutty.

Therefore, Duan Mingyu is barely considered an absolute and despicable person.

Yang Zhaoniang proudly played two cards and said, "One-on-Four!"

"One Nine!" Duan Mingyu played a card without blushing.

"Can one card control two pairs?" Yang Zhaoniang asked in confusion.

Duan Mingyu patted his firm chest and said with confidence: "Of course I can control it. How much does the two fours add up to equal?"

"It's equal to eight, what's wrong..." Yang Zhaoniang became even more confused.

“Who is bigger than eight or nine?”

"Of course... it's nine!" Yang Zhaoniang's voice became smaller and smaller. She thought about it according to Duan Mingyu's thinking and decisively got into the trap.

Duan Mingyu continued to induce, "Well, that's right. Nine can control eight, why can't we control one-to-four? Cough cough... do you still have any opinions?"

"Oh, there is no more." Yang Zhaoniang shook her head, buried her head and continued to stare at the card in her hand.

"Then continue, you have to abide by the rules when playing cards. No matter what your identity is on the gambling table, what is your relationship with me, Duan. Well, more importantly, you have to pay if you lose." At this moment, Duan Mingyu felt as if she was standing on the commanding heights of morality.

A very righteous lesson was taught by two big and small yellow daughters. He had the final right to explain the Landlord, but the result was basically no different from opening a plug-in. I have to say that playing cards with such people is a huge disaster that other people have to survive in their lives...

But Yang Zhaoniang and Cheng Junyu are two newbies in the game world, and the novices in the landlord world are immersed in the novel fun of fighting Landlords, and they are unaware of how unfair they lose each card.

In the end, the two girls lost as much as a purse, but Duan Mingyu had a big pair of silver piled up at the table. Duan Mingyu couldn't help but feel in a good mood. The smile on her face bloomed like a chrysanthemum, and there was no guilt of cheating and cheating. The second guy must have shameless noble moral integrity and no personality charm to be offline. Duan Mingyu did a good job, very well!

"If I lose next time playing cards with you, I will...!" Yang Zhaoniang raised her orchid fingers angrily, and she couldn't make a fuck after a long time.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do in a movie?" Duan Mingyu said with a smile.

"Lost again...shop!"

This is the last sentence Yang Zhaoniang threw away before leaving. When she left, she was filled with anger that she had no place to vent. Of course, nothing could be taken away except anger, because from now on, all the money Yang Zhaoniang lost was Duan!

Duan Mingyu looked at Yang Zhaoniang's departure back and sighed, her eyes full of smiles. "With this IQ, even if you are a Thousand-Handed Guanyin, you won't be able to chop it..."

With his right hand flipped into his sleeve, a card that he had been hiding for unknown time magically appeared between his fingers, one card that he had been hiding for 3, raised his hand and swung it, and the card floated with the wind...

This guy actually hid the card. After Duan Mingyu threw the card out, he suddenly remembered that the two girls, Wan Yanyan and Cheng Junyu, had not left yet!

"Ah, young master...you..." Duan Mingyu hurriedly

Duan Mingyu, who was as thick as a city wall, naturally reacted quickly and said with a smile: "Miss Junyu is laughing at me, ahem, kid, just have to play with her, why bother to take it seriously!"

"So, this money..."
Chapter completed!