Princess Against the World

Mo Xing and Mo Xiaobai had completely expected expressions.

It seems like everything is under their control.

And what about Feng Chenglin?

Then my expression looks like a dog in the sun.

After a long time, he murmured to himself: "This... you don't really want to eat it, do you?"

The look on his face instantly frightened him.

Mo Xing held back his laughter: "One, two, three, four, five, six... six o'clock is the big one, you lost again..."

"Nonsense, I know numbers and I'm not blind!" Feng Chenglin answered impatiently.

Then, I realized that my attitude was a bit bad.

He immediately coughed twice and straightened up a lot.

"Well, that's it. I, I also know that I lost, so I ask you, you don't really want me to eat this, right?"

Try to put on a smile, try to smile gently and kindly.

"As the saying goes, meeting each other is fate. What a fate it must be for the three of us to be able to sit here and eat and play together, right? Just because of our fate, you won't be really cruel and let me eat that thing!"

Seeing his cowardly look, Mo Xiaobai couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't worry, we will continue to play with this thing. Even if you want to eat it, we won't let you eat it!"

Mo Xing also echoed: "Yes, besides, we are betting on winning or losing. You haven't started yet, how do you know that you will definitely lose? Maybe after three more games, we will be tied, so what are you afraid of?" "

Feng Chenglin was startled: "That seems to be the case!"

He immediately straightened his back and no longer looked like the bear he had just been.

"That's right. If we are tied, what else will I do with the dice? Come on, strike while the iron is hot and see how I can win this round. Maybe you will kneel at my feet and call me daddy in a while. !”

That expression, that look, as if he was sure of victory and sure of victory.

Mo Xing and Mo Xiaobai looked at each other and each handed over a color.

Mo Xing took the dice tube: "Tell me, are you big or small?"

"Didn't you say that big is your lucky number? Then small is my lucky number. If that's the case, I want to be small!"

Feng Chenglin was gearing up and was as excited as chicken blood.

"Come on, make a move. I'm going to be small in this round. I don't believe it. You will win in the beginning!"

Mo Xing smiled calmly, shook the dice tube, spun it several times in the air, caught it steadily, and landed it firmly on the table with a "bang".

"The tube has landed, but it can't be changed. Then, I'm going to open it..."

Feng Chenglin's eyes turned red, and he was so excited: "It's small, it's small. Why should we change it? Don't change it! Go!"

An imperceptible smile appeared on Mo Xing's lips, and he suddenly opened the dice tube.

"One or two...haha, small, really small, small, haha..."

As if he had won tens of millions, Feng Chenglin danced happily.

"Look at it, just look at it and let me tell you, the big one is your lucky number, the small one is mine. Look, it's true, I won, I won..."

Mo Xiaobai was very cooperative and had a smile on his face: "Look, what we said is right. Maybe if we play a few more games, you can get back on track. What, do you want to continue?"

"Keep on, keep on!" Feng Chenglin was so excited that he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Come on, come see me right now, how can I win against you two!"