The widow is a curse

Chapter 26 A Beautiful Boy Delivered to Your Door? !

"Wait!"

Ou Langyin took a sudden step forward, and put his right hand on Bei Gonghan's little hand.

"My lord, if you must bet, Langyin wishes to bet!"

Bei Gonghan raised the corners of his lips under the scarf.

Turning to look at Ou Langyin, she shook her head slightly.

"Lang Yin, have you forgotten what I said?!"

Pushing away Ou Langyin's hand, she turned to Feng Xing.

"Let's roll the dice!"

These three people are crazy!
This was Lu Le's only thought at this moment.

The dice box was slowly lifted by Fengxing's long and slender fingers.

Lu Le and Ou Langyin nervously looked at the dice below.

On the crystal clear white jade surface, two red dots shone under the light.

Lu Le raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, feeling terrified.

It took a moment to cheer.

"Sir, good fortune, good fortune!"

Although Ou Langyin's face was still calm, his palms were also full of sweat.

Seeing that Bei Gonghan had won, he let out a sigh of relief.

Although Bei Gonghan's face was calm, he was vaguely surprised in his heart.

"Young master is lucky!"

Feng Xing sighed softly, but a pair of eyes lightly drifted towards Duanmu Yaoyang's face.

It wasn't until this moment that Bei Gonghan finally understood!
Duanmu Yaoyang, he deliberately wanted to lose himself to her!

Why did he do this?

Bei Gonghan was full of curiosity.

However, this did not affect her from checking her own belongings.

"Son!"

She slowly withdrew her little hand holding the double word,

"Now you are mine?!"

Duanmu Yaoyang raised the corners of his lips mockingly.

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. Now, I, Duanmu Yaoyang, belong to you, young master. How are you going to deal with me?!"

Bei Gonghan slid off the chair, and threw the gambling coins in Lu Le's hands.

Seeing that Lu Le hurriedly took the gambling coins and went downstairs to exchange for bank notes.

Only then did Bei Gonghan look at Duanmu Yaoyang with bright eyes.

"If you really listen to me, go and win this year's No. [-] martial arts scholar!"

Picking up the IOU written by Ou Langyin on the table, Bei Gonghan turned and walked towards the stairs.
"Xingpo, Langyin, let's go!"

(End of this chapter)