Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Fu Yue spoke, no matter where there is even a chance for Jue to refuse, let alone he did not mean to refuse.

The boy obediently nodded: "Okay."

The voice is clear and sweet.

Fu Yue suddenly grabbed his shoulders, with an undisguised smirk in her eyes.

The white fingers run down the opponent's shoulder and touch his collarbone intentionally or unintentionally.

Because of the heat, Lian Jue unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.

Now Fu Yue happened to have a soft tofu.

Even Jue was trembling with a sharp spirit, and his back froze in an arc visible to the naked eye.

He moved aside without a trace.

"Didn't you say you want to play, let's get started."

With that said, Lian Jue took the initiative to take the dice cup and asked in a low voice, "Who will come first?"

With that, he looked at Fu Yue, the eyes under his curled eyelashes were very bright.

Fu Yue looked at him with his chin resting on it.

"you first."

While speaking, she took two square glasses and poured the wine.

Lian Jue said.

Slender fingers picked up the dice cup, and then shook it.

He hadn’t played with this thing before, so naturally he didn’t know how to play. He could only shake it twice in his hand based on his instinct, then raised his eyes and looked at Fu Yue eagerly. His black and white eyes were wet, like cats. Like a dog.

"I do not know."

Fu Yue smiled and looked at him, "Actually, I don't know how to do it, so I just shake it casually."

She is totally talking nonsense.

People who have been clubbing all day, haven't played anything, whether it's the original Xu Yin or herself, they are all the kind who know how to play.

Seeing Fu Yue said this, even Jue didn't ask anything.

He lifted the lid.

The dice inside, with the three dark dots facing upwards.

Three o'clock?

This is not a good number.

Fu Yue squinted at Lian Jue and took the dice cup from his hand and put it in his hand to play with.

Shake Huashou, who was she afraid of?

Let alone facing this guy who is obviously still a rookie, to be honest, Fu Yue was embarrassed to bully him.

So, Fu Yue covered her ears with one hand, and shook the other, shaking it twice at random.

She deliberately didn't listen, she was really shaking by luck.

Open the lid and have a look-

Five o'clock.

Fu Yue smiled and turned her head to look at Lian Jue, resting her chin in one hand: "Yeah, the squad leader's luck is really not very good."

Lian Jue glanced at her: "..."

He took the wine glass, raised his head, and opened his thin lips.

Drink the wine inside.

Five seconds later, Fu Yue probed half of his body in front of Lian Jue, and stretched out **** to shake in front of Lian Jue.

"Are you awake? What's this?"

Lian Jue: "..."

Lian Jue gently pushed Fu Yue's hand away, laughing: "I'm not drunk."

Then came the second round.

Lian Jue shook three o'clock, Fu Yue shook four o'clock.

He continued to have a drink.

In the third round, he lost again and again, and he continued to drink.

This time, Lian Jue stared at Fu Yue for several seconds.

Fu Yue clearly saw some grievances in the opponent's dark eyes, as if accusing her of bullying him.

Otherwise, he will lose no matter how back.

Fu Yue stretched out her hand against her lips: "Cough cough cough."

"Now it's the third time, squad leader, you lost three games in a row--"

Her tone was very unkind.

Lian Jue was silent for two seconds: "What do you want me to do?"

Fu Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, and she blinked at Lian Jue: "Anything is okay?"

Lian Jue had an ominous premonition, but he nodded: "...Hmm."

then.

Lian Jue saw that the guy in front of him gradually shifted his gaze down to his lower abdomen.

Lian Jue: "?"