The box on the sixth floor of Shuyi Clubhouse.
Three men sat at the table in the centre, one holding a deck of cards in his hand, with different postures. Outside the box, a group of handsome men and beautiful women were having fun very happily.
"Yes, the third son!"
Throwing out the two smallest pairs, his brown pupils reflected the last four cards in his hand. Sun Quanzhang pulled out an unrestrained smile, as if he was in power, which deeply interpreted what is arrogant.
The suit was loosened, and the buttons of his shirt were half unbuttoned. He rolled up his sleeves to his elbows. His angular face exuded strong male hormones. He raised his chin and said to the man with a baby face on his right:
"Xiaowu, hurry up, your fourth brother, I'm busy. If you don't stay abroad for a month, you won't even get a card."
"That's right!"
Qian Bowen, with a baby face, threw out the biggest pair in his hand. The action of throwing the cards was too big. The hem of the gray jacket was shaken and raised his eyebrows. The original inner double eyelids were forcibly torn into outer doubles, staring at Sun Quanzhang:
"You're the youngest pair, what are you so vigourous! Don't forget that the loser will have to perform a live performance with a bullet in his chest!"
"Ha ha, didn't your fourth brother say that his abdominal muscles have been particularly stylish recently. This is deliberately looking for a chance to show off to us!" Opposite Sun Quanzhang, Lin Xicheng, with gold-framed glasses, soft-looking and slender figure, his shirt sleeves were pulled up to his arms, his arms were thin and full of explosive power. He stroked his broken hair, and his thin lips evoked a smile with a little evil spirit. He took out the two cards in his hand and pressed them on the table:
"That's right!"
"Haha, Wang Zhan!" Sun Quanzhang threw out his last card as he wished. Looking at Qian Bowen's unbelievable eyes, he was so happy that he was about to fly. He stretched out his hand and patted the other party on the shoulder: "Xiaowu, today you can't see your brother's handsome abdominal muscles. Don't be afraid, you can let everyone see a piece of your abdominal muscles, hahahaha!"
"Fack! I don't believe it. Don't you still have two cards?"
"Well, that's right." Throwing out the last two cards, Sun Quanzhang laughed happily. "Don't struggle. If I didn't know that you haven't practised for a month recently, why would I do I have to show the chest of the person you lose with your third brother, haha."
Qian Bowen stood up, wiped his face, and gritted his teeth:
"I knew that neither of you were good people. I just came back, and I was thinking about how to cheat me. Humph, when I turned around and called Xiaoliu, you two were shameless! Don't you just want to worship the figure of this handsome man? Today, let you ignorant people open their eyes!"
"Come on, everyone, pay attention! Look at our young master, we will perform a live jacket throwing for everyone!" Sun Quanzhang grabbed two bottles of mineral water next to the table, stood up and raised the two bottles and knocked them with a bang. "There will be no shop after this village!"
"Hahahaha." The people in the box suddenly laughed out loud.
'I saw ~ mountains and rivers ~ mountains and rivers ~ mountains and rivers ~ connected ~ la ~ that is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau ~'
"Wait, I'll pick up the phone." Sun Quanzhang threw away the mineral water bottle and hurriedly took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his suit trousers. He didn't care to look at it: "Hello? Hello?"
"Are you playing?" A low male voice came from the other end of the phone, and Wu Quanzhang immediately waved his hand to signal the box to be quiet: "Second brother?"
I don't know which woman next to her heard the second brother and exclaimed, "Qin ?"