You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 77

Harriet Smith was clicking the mouse, but she didn't expect him to suddenly open his mouth. She instinctively clicked her finger and jumped shift.

She turned around and glared at him. "Mr. Wright, don't you have any common sense? What's the point of taking them out like this?"

"If you don't know how to play cards, don't give me suggestions."

Beau Wright smiled. He casually untied the tie on his red shirt and sat on the sofa. "It's just a game. Mrs. Wright, why do you care so much?"

She was finally willing to talk with him, not because of cosmetics, but because of a game...

"Isn't it just a game? Do you know how difficult it is to meet such a chance? If you don't understand, then don't blindly command. Okay?"

She was still angry. There were ten rounds tonight, but there was no chance to win in the first nine rounds. She had lost all her money.

It wasn't easy to get lucky in the last round. The cards were so good that she could win. As a result...

"Aren't you holding the mouse? I was just kindly reminding you. Didn't you choose to kick?"

“…” Harriet Smith glared at him. A friendly remind? This is ridiculous.

"Have you ever played cards?"

Beau Wright squinted at her with his black eyes. Then he looked at the screen and said, "It's your turn."

Hearing this, Harriet Smith quickly looked away and looked at the screen.

She chose a card, and then the other party directly killed her with another card.

If she choose this card, the other card would be useless again.

She snorted coldly and ignored him. Instead, she chose another way. Finally, she won 5,000 bonuses.

Lowering her head, she looked at the watch. It was 9:40 p.m. and it was time to rest. She got up and walked into the bathroom.

He glanced at her. After she disappeared, he moved his strong body, sat in front of the computer, and lit the mouse with his big hand.

When Harriet Smith came out, she saw the scene.

The man sat tall and straight in front of her pink computer, his eyes stared at the screen with a little seriousness. There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation on his face, and he was still gently tapping the mouse.

Seeing this, she froze on the spot for a long time.

Those who didn't know the truth only looked at his back and thought that he was reading some important documents, but the truth was that he was just playing the game...

When she returned to her senses, Harriet Smith took a few steps forward and saw a notification on the screen: Your bonus is less than 1,000. Please add it.

She crossed her arms around her chest and stood behind him coldly.

Beau Wright felt Harriet Smith behind him. He rubbed his eyebrows with his big hand, showing embarrassment. His voice was low.

"Have you taken a shower? I don't think I'm lucky..."

As soon as he finished his words, his eyes deliberately swept over her. Before she could speak, he walked into the bathroom.

Harriet Smith closed the laptop in her hand and said coldly, "I can't believe you are so bad at video games."

Through the slightly opened bathroom door, Beau Wright could hear it clearly. He smiled and slowly rubbed his chin with his slender fingers. He was really sexy.

Mrs. Wright's statement was indeed unique. If there was any rule, the president must play games well.