This was indeed the case in the first few rounds. Ting Lan played the winning card, Lu Kuo let it go on purpose, and Zhuo Yuan also let it go on purpose. Cheng Chen didn't understand what they were doing, and she didn't want it either.

So Tinglan played several cards out of nowhere.

"Don't you want 7 too?" she asked cautiously and anxiously, feeling a little happy because she only had one card left, and it was a king.

Lu Kuo shook his head: "No, no."

Zhuo Yu'an said: "Yes."

Just shoot with a bomb.

"Damn, you're sick." Lu Kuo couldn't help but cursed. What the hell, are you just kidding? In the end, he stopped letting people leave?

Seeing that victory was in sight, he was suddenly intercepted by him, and Tinglan couldn't help but glare at him angrily.

But he said leisurely: "Sorry."

Then he calmly started to play the cards in his hand, and a little arrogantly spread the cards on the table, playing the clear cards. Because in this round, he had already figured out what cards the other three had in their hands.

Lu Kuo and Tinglan Chengchen could only watch as his cards were played out, without any tricks.

In the end, he only had a particularly annoying 3 left in his hand, so he threw it out and won.

"You can do it, you really can."

Also willing to admit defeat, the other three obediently closed their eyes and waited for him to scratch their noses.

Opposite Zhuo Yu'an was Tinglan. She looked at him with her beautiful eyes, waiting for his punishment. Perhaps because of nervousness, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Zhuo Yu'an leaned over slightly. Although he was half-kneeling on the lawn mat, he was still a bit taller than her. He looked down at her, a shadow enveloped her. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her fair skin was

The midday sun was too strong and slightly reddened, and her breathing was very light.

But it fell on Zhuo Yuan's heart, like a heavy blow. Zhuo Yuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and he felt that his breathing was getting heavier.

In fact, it only took two or three seconds.

His hand reached to the tip of her nose, and Tinglan suddenly closed her eyes, unable to look at him.

Zhuo Yuan's hand gently touched the tip of her nose, which was a soft and delicate touch.

He had learned to control his expression, so even Lu Kuo didn't notice how violently his heart was beating and about to burst out.

On the 6th stroke, the middle finger he held inadvertently brushed her red lips. Such an unexpected soft touch made his mouth suddenly dry and his throat itchy.

The most primitive and instinctive desires of human beings are rampaging unscrupulously in the boy, or to be precise, the soon-to-be young man, so much so that he does not dare to continue for the 7th or 8th time, and his heart even runs away.

, his body also turned to Lu Kuo next to him, and he didn't think he was dirty, so he gave Lu Kuo two heavy scratches on the bridge of his nose.

When he arrived at Cheng Chen, he took a card and scratched the tip of Cheng Chen's nose with the card, treating everyone equally.

Such a restless and restless heart made him dare not look at Tinglan across from him again, let alone continue the game. He found an excuse to end it, got up and walked away alone, and was too embarrassed to say hello again.

After entering high school, he had completely adapted to the various changes brought about by his physical growth, but this was the first time that he felt like a wild beast crawling around his body as suddenly as before, and he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand it.

So throughout the afternoon, he carefully avoided Tinglan, not even daring to look at her again. He felt that his thoughts were dirty and blasphemous to her.
Chapter completed!