Chapter 1218 His children don’t understand
Nan Jiaojiao doesn’t understand very well. Even though Bo Yanqing doesn’t speak fast, she can understand the words taken apart, but she can’t understand them together. He Say a few more words, and all she can hear is a buzzing sound in her ears.
It’s like listening to Buddhist scriptures.
“What, what does this mean?”
Bo Yanqing was stunned for a moment, then he swallowed the words.
He spoke so plainly and clearly, but his children didn’t understand?
"It's because you touched the card you drew, and the card was opened. Now it's a dead call and it's hard to touch, and your card is here with me." Bo Yuman deliberately took the card Open it and show it to Nan Jiaojiao.
Bo Yanqing glanced at him, "What's wrong with you?"
"Jiaojiao doesn't understand, I'll teach her."
Bo Yanqing didn't Haoqi said: "I'll use you to teach me, and look at the cards in your hand."
Bo Yuman opened her mouth to retaliate, but she felt that any words she swore would be meaningless, and if Bo Yanqing's mouth was open, she would not be able to win a retort.
It's better to say "hum" to ridicule.
Nan Jiaojiao finally understood the few words that went back and forth, but in the end, she really didn’t get the cards. In the end, there were only two cards left, and Haidilao couldn’t get them.
On the other hand, Han Che got the last card. He didn't dare to be happy, and the smile froze at the corner of his mouth, "Young madam, I'm sorry, I seem to have touched myself."
"Congratulations. Ah.”
Nan Jiao looked at Bo Yanqing bitterly, "Is it me or you?"
Two people can still lose when they look at a deck of cards.
How can a man admit that he is not good at it, but he can't say that Nan Jiaojiao is not good at it, as that will offend her.
Bo Yanqing poured down her cards and said, "Come again."
"Why don't you come and play a few games? I don't think I can wrap my head around it right now. I'll watch what you do next. Fight.”
Nan Jiaojiao had already stood up when he spoke, holding his hand, and Bo Yanqing half pushed him and half sat down.
He stretched out his good leg, "Sit here, I'll hold you and watch." "Huh?" Nan Jiaojiao's eyes slid towards the melon-eating crowd.
"Don't, don't do this, it's inappropriate."
"Come closer to me and you can see better. Come, I'll teach you how to read the cards."
Bo Yanqing reached out to hook her waist, but Nan Jiaojiao quickly pushed her away, "No, I won't sit down."
Bo Yanqing looked at her.
She jumped out in embarrassment: "I want face!"
"Pfft——"
"Haha!"
They couldn't hold it back anymore, and all the laughter reached Nan Jiaojiao's ears. She didn't dare to raise her head. She was so annoyed that she pinched Bo Yanqing and said angrily: "You are playing with yourself, leave me alone."
Bo Yanqing's lips never moved, and he looked straight at her sitting next to him. After seeing enough, he looked away, tapped a few fingers on the table, "Open."
Xinyi At the beginning of the game, Nan Jiaojiao concentrated her attention, but when Bo Yanqing touched the hand of cards, Nan Jiaojiao said silently in her heart: Oh, this is a bad hand of cards.
Unexpectedly, Bo Yanqing played a bad card and took the lead.
He explained it to her carefully, but Nan Jiaojiao didn't understand it. When he looked over, she immediately gave a thumbs up.
Then she watched a few more.
Bo Yuman went out to answer a phone call, but she didn't come back. Mo Tingshen helped her call, and then Deng Chan stopped calling, and Yan Chi took over.
The people sitting here are all playing high-end games.
Nan Jiaojiao leaned towards Bo Yanqing. He didn't look at her, but as if he knew her movements, he leaned down so that she could talk in his ear.
(End of this chapter)