Chapter 413: It hurts to lose you

Mrs. He Lan shook, and her original anger suddenly stopped.
Whoever quarrels with a person who broke a pinch with her bare hands, she doesn't want to pinch.
Mrs. He Lan complained: "You ... you ... be careful, my shoes are dirty, what should I do?"
Mrs. Yue Calais commanded: "The manager took down Mrs. He Lan's shoes, and you wipe them clean yourself."
Yan Qingsi couldn't help laughing, she came with two living treasures today.
"Mrs. He Lan, look at Bao ..."
Mrs. Helan has pain. This is one of her favorite Hermes bags: "If you want this bag, you win three games in a row, this is yours, but if you lose once ... you win us before All returned. "
In the hand of Mrs. He Lan, she suddenly won two alliances. As long as the three of them partnered and lost Yan Qingsi, no matter who won, it was OK. By then, Yan Qingsi would have to spit out the money to win them.
Yan Qingsi's fingers touched a pheasant, and he laughed, "It seems that this bag, I don't want it, I also need it, so what is the beginning?"
Ji Mianmian rubbed her hands, goddess come on, the goddess is the best.
Mrs. Yue pinched her fingers and was full of admiration for Yan Qingsi. Even now, even if Yan Qingsi does not win, she will export a few million more. Madam Yue is also happy in her heart, and finally found it.
The three of Mrs. He Lan teamed up to deal with Yan Qingsi. The three fed each other, but there was no direct delivery.
Yan Qingsi didn't care about it either, a deck of cards played with wind and water, Mrs. Yue opened her eyes and watched, her mouth kept ‘O’ shape, and her two eyes were always round (⊙o⊙)
Mrs. Yue only felt that she had played cards for so many years, and her feelings were completely in vain. She always thought that playing cards was not the case, and now I know that there are still so many famous people.
Mrs. Yue leaned against Yan Qingsi, and touched the fairy of the Mahjong goddess. I don't know if she will win a little more after playing cards.
Playing three games in a row, the first two Yan Qingsi won easily. In the last game, it took a long time to see that it would become a flowing board. Yan Qingsi finally touched a card and did not see what it was. And pushed the cards in front of them one by one: "Self-touch, Huh ..."
All three of Mrs. He Lan are dumbfounded. Your sister, can you win?
Yan Qingsi raised her hand and snapped her fingers: "Mianmian, pack!"
Ji Mianmian folded his sleeves: "Okay."
She grabbed Mrs. He Lan's bag from above. Mrs. He Lan held it down and screamed, "What are you going to do?"
Ji Mianmian's small flesh bulged up: "Mrs. He Lan, you can't talk and it doesn't matter, my sister won three of you in a row. This bag is ours. You are so old and a rich man Mrs. Kuo, you ca n’t settle accounts, I really listen. "
"I ... I ..." Mrs. He Lan's nagging, she agreed, but she did not expect that under the siege of the three, Yan Qingsi could win.
Ji Mianmian reached out and grabbed Mrs. He Lan's hand, pinching her wrist stiffly and taking her hand away.
Mrs. He Lan couldn't help but had to let go, she didn't want to break.
Ji Mianmian stood behind Yan Qingsi holding a bag: "Sister, what about these two ladies?"
Yan Qingsi picked up the POS machine: "Do you two want to swipe your card, or do you want to get something?"
The two ladies were regretful to die: "I ... we ..."