But Gu Qibao couldn’t help but wipe the thin layer of sweat from Di Mingjue’s forehead, then kissed him on the face to cheer him on, "Husband, you can do it."
Di Mingjue took Gu Qibao’s hand and provocatively looked at Nangong Jin, his face saying, wait, I’m going to take you down in a moment.
Nangong Jin smiled, his face as radiant as a flower, sneakily lit a cigarette, slanted it in his mouth while he drew his cards, and teased, "It’s not my fault I have good luck."
Di Mingchen glanced at him, "Xiaojin, do you know the saying ’the higher you jump, the harder you fall’?"
Nangong Jin blinked, really wanting to say that it seemed to him that the person who had jumped the highest just now was Di Mingchen.
The game they played was very slow, and they were very focused, taking a long time to think before discarding each card.
Of course, Nangong Jin felt the largest pressure, one against three, having to guess the cards of three people was easier said than done.
But really, his luck was too good, it was unstoppable, despite the Di brothers gripping their cards tightly, Nangong Jin still managed to pull off a win by drawing the winning tile himself!
The faces of the Di brothers spelled defeat, this was just fantastic.
Nangong Jin really wanted to laugh out loud, but he held it back in the end, glanced over at the three men, his expression showing he thought the scene was quite amusing.
Di Mingjue and Di Mingchen felt utterly miserable.
How could this be? They’d lost two rounds in a row, what to do?
After a few seconds of sulking, Di Mingchen asked, "Youngest brother, what do you plan to lose?"
Di Mingjue turned his eyes to Gu Qibao, "Wife, what do you think?"
Gu Qibao hesitated for a moment, then spoke tentatively, "Husband, maybe you should just take something off?"
Di Mingzhe seemed very self-conscious, and with a spirit that said he would die before he stripped, he immediately started doing one-handed push-ups.

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