Lu Lu didn't know why, but she suddenly felt that her body's sound insulation effects were extremely poor.
Thump thump—, amidst the noisy private room, she could hear her own heart pounding like thunder.
Cheng Zhu had only made a gesture of firmly covering the shaker, yet it was precisely this that flirted with her.
Because from the start, he purposefully asked her to blow on the dice, then progressively advanced, pushing the atmosphere higher and higher, followed by conveniently forgetting to let her blow, making her slightly annoyed, and finally, with a special move, he stirred emotions with the details.
"Everyone is watching, why are you covering it up?" Lu Lu screamed in her mind, feeling more and more embarrassed.
I couldn't possibly be your lucky star, a puff of air won't ensure your win.
Jiang Wanzhou was dumbfounded by the side.
