Chapter 658
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To Meet Your Lover
Song Yaoyao was speechless. "It's you guys who are too stupid."
When playing cards with her, her luck had always been very good. All the good cards would strangely run into her hands.
Don't you think it's infuriating?
Xu Yue calmly pasted one on her face. "Thank you. I feel offended."
Shen Xun: "Ditto."
"Well, I..." Han Jun was hesitant. Just as he was about to ask if they still wanted to fight, there was a commotion outside the hall.
Tang Xinrou and An Feiran walked in one after another.
Song Yaoyao turned her head as she shuffled the cards. "An Feiran's face is so red. Did you drink?"
"Who knows? Maybe it's because of the excitement of meeting his lover?" Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes and sat beside Song Yaoyao. She pulled a piece of paper from Xu Yue's face and stuck it on her forehead. Then, like a zombie being sealed, she entered a meditative state.
The corners of Xu Yue's mouth twitched. She glanced at Tang Xinrou as if she was looking at an idiot.
The abnormality was so obvious that anyone with a discerning eye could see it, okay?
Everyone looked at An Feiran in unison, their eyes burning with the fire of gossip.
An Feiran smiled shyly and replied, "Yes."
No one knew if he was replying to Tang Xinrou's question or if it was just a meaningless word.
Tang Xinrou narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth.
"Playing cards? Bring me along. "
That was exactly what Han Jun wanted. He hurriedly gave up his spot. "Come, come, come. You fight!"
If he continued to hit him, there would be no place for him to stick his face.
The class monitor was a monster. She was lucky and seemed to know how to count cards. Her brain was like a computer. How could ordinary people like them beat her?
Looks like I have to invite Brainiac to punish her!
Just as Han Jun was about to stand up, a hand gently landed on his shoulder and pinned him to the chair.
"Why don't you sit next to me? I just want to go to the toilet."
Shen Xun, whose face could not be seen clearly, smiled. Before An Feiran could speak, he pulled him into the chair.
"Come on, I believe in you."
After saying that, he quickly fled.
Han Jun looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh. He complained indignantly, "Brother Xun is too sneaky! He just wants to escape! "
It was a pity that he still had to stay and endure the destruction of the class leader.
He turned his head and looked at the brothers from Class Three. "Who wants to replace me?"
"No, no, no, I'll just watch!"
"Yes, yes, I don't know how to play cards!"
"Good luck bro! I have a feeling that you'll win this round!"
Han Jun chuckled.
How could he win?
Another ten minutes passed. An Feiran also had two notes stuck on his face.
Shen Xun went out for a stroll, and when he came back, he felt that his soul had been sublimated. When he looked at An Feiran, he was amused. "Oh, what's going on? Don't all straight-A students know how to count cards?"
An Feiran looked at him quietly. "Before I transferred to Liyang, I received overseas education."
Wasn't it normal that he didn't know how to play cards?
Han Jun nodded. "Yes, I can prove it. Brother Xun, An Feiran is quite something! He just learned it, and he can already master it after two rounds. "
Shen Xun rubbed his chin and took a deep breath.
So, no matter when he looked at An Feiran, he never found him pleasing to the eye.
After playing for a while at the Shen residence, it was almost time to leave.
Thanks to their combined efforts, Song Yaoyao finally lost a round. She walked out with a note stuck to her face.
Huo Yunque found it funny and removed the note for her. "What happened?"
Song Yaoyao rubbed her face. "I lost at cards. They won't let me take it off."
(End of chapter)
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