E.P. frowned, but he looked at Yi Chengxuan and No.12 and suppressed his anger. "Do you know how to play Blackjack?"
Yue Xin still shook her head. "No."
E.P. said, "There's always the roulette wheel for odd-even numbers, right?"
Yue Xin still shook her head.
E.P. frowned tightly. His already low patience was completely gone. Just as he was about to flare up, he heard Yue Xin ask him, "You look amazing. I definitely can't win against you in a game that requires skills. Is there a game where luck can determine the winner?"
Her emotionless "you look amazing" instantly comforted E.P., who was about to explode.
E.P. muttered," Tsk tsk, this little girl has a sweet tongue. She even knows how to praise me. I'll tolerate her for now and flare up next time."
