Chapter 775: Uncle Ming, You Lost Again

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Ming Ansheng recalled how Su Yue had gone to the room yesterday and piled on clothes without a word. He suddenly felt like laughing.

Su Yue frowned. “But I didn’t lose, why should I remove?”

It rendered Ming Ansheng speechless…

If she didn’t lose any rounds, was she planning to wear those layers to sleep?

“Let’s play together.” Su Yue didn’t even notice Ming Ansheng and Qi Lei’s expressions, and she certainly didn’t detect any change in the mood. She sat down and picked up a stack of cards and pa.s.sed it to Ming Ansheng. “This is yours.”

The corners of Ming Ansheng’s mouth twitched, and he didn’t move an inch.

This la.s.s… how dare she ask him to play such a childish and boring game?

Yesterday, he didn’t mind playing as he was just coaching her. But now he had to be one of the players—it would be entirely different.

Qi Lei smiled. “I’m not playing anymore. Since there is someone to look after you, I’ll go back first.”

He walked to the sofa as he wore his clothes.

Su Yue pouted and bent her head. She whispered, “I feel like playing for a while more.”

She looked so pitiful, and it was almost impossible to reject her.

Qi Lei glanced at Ming Ansheng.

Ming Ansheng’s facial muscles slightly twitched, and he pressed his lips. As he furrowed his eyebrows, he took a deep breath before replying. “Just for a while.”

He glanced at his watch. “Half an hour.”

Su Yue ignored his second sentence and merely focused on the promise he would play with her. “These are yours. Do you want to wear more? I think you’re not wearing enough clothes.”

Young Master Ming was speechless once again…

He peered at his own clothes and frowned. Indeed, it wouldn’t be enough for more than two rounds.

But there was no way he would wear a woman’s clothes.

Anyway, he just needed to deal with the little girl for a while.

Ming Ansheng held his cards as he arranged them. Su Yue cheerfully boasted to him. “Qi Lei and I have been playing for the whole afternoon. He kept losing to me.”

‘What? They have been playing this game for the entire afternoon?’

he thought. Young Master Ming’s mouth involuntarily twitched as he silently glanced at Qi Lei.

The fellow was indeed admirable for being able to endure such a boring game.

Ming Ansheng had never imagined that the young girl would lead him by the nose. He had specifically said that he would play for only half an hour, but almost an hour had pa.s.sed by.

He glanced at his clothes; he had taken off his blazer and the only thing left was his white s.h.i.+rt.

As he was wearing two layers of clothing, Su Yue suggested that he could unb.u.t.ton every time he loses.

He had already unb.u.t.toned four b.u.t.tons, and his buff and muscular chest could be seen peeking out.

He had originally planned to play the game seriously so he could make Su Yue remove those unwanted layers of clothing.

He had miscalculated.

“Haha, Uncle Ming, you lost again,” happily yelled Su Yue as she raised her hands to Qi Lei. “It has been such a joy working together with you.”

This was what Zhou Shuang taught her yesterday. Every time she won, they had to say such a phrase.

Qi Lei reluctantly gave Su Yue a high-five.

He must be delirious!

Ming Ansheng supported his forehead with a hand as he smiled helplessly. He unb.u.t.toned another b.u.t.ton.

He glanced at himself—nothing was left…