No.

No need to start over, just enjoy the bittersweet feeling.

Jiang Qiaomiao, wrapped in the blanket, fidgeted for a moment, then turned to look at Su Yanrou, "Master, could you buy me a dress? We can play together next time, and I'll pay you back."

"That won't do."

Su Yanrou gave a soft scolding, and a blush began to rise on her neck.

She didn't have the habit of dressing up, so she didn't have any extra jewelry that she could use as collateral.

The only clothes she wore were a white dress...

If we lose.

Then Qin Luo would have seen his body clearly.

"Then, how about I write an IOU?"

Jiang Qiaomiao pressed her hand to her chest, looking embarrassed, and then turned to look at Qin Luo, revealing the plan she had previously discussed with Jiang Qiaoxi.

"Okay, but I'll charge interest, and you have to pay it back tonight."

Qin Luo glanced at the girl's black stockings.

Jiang Qiaomiao's bodycon stockings today have a low denier (D), but the workmanship is particularly fine, making them appear glossy and translucent, and exceptionally beautiful.

As for interest...

I'll sleep with him tonight.

"Ah."

Jiang Qiaomiao nodded, pushed the cards into a pile, and blushed slightly.

"But if I beat you, this debt will be forgiven, and we'll even things out and start afresh."

"of course."

Qin Luo shuffled the cards, speaking with righteous indignation.

Su Yanrou sipped her tea, listening to the two men's transaction, and felt it was a bit inappropriate.

We are all adults.

The meaning of this interest is easy to understand with a little thought.

The values ​​are clearly completely unequal.

However, Jiang Qiaomiao and Qin Luo are a legitimate couple. No matter how they play, it's just their fun as a married couple. She has no reason to interfere, and the bet doesn't involve her, so she has no right to meddle.

Su Yanrou had no choice but to pick up her own deck of cards.

Keep doing your own thing.

"Brother Qin Luo, I'm out of chips too. If I lose, can I at least be in debt?" Jiang Qiaoxi said cutely, arranging her cards.

"We're not close, so the interest will be double." Qin Luo put on a villainous expression.

"How could this be?"

Jiang Qiaoxi pouted pitifully, but her eyes were moist, and she gave Qin Luo a flirtatious wink, seemingly both welcoming and rejecting him.

Su Yanrou rubbed her temples.

His two apprentices clearly wanted to lose.

After agreeing on the rules, the family continued playing cards. Perhaps because of the debt rule, Jiang Qiaomiao was very determined and played very seriously, wanting to win back her share and then make Qin Luo naked.

But it's like the gamblers above.

The more you lose, the more you want to win back; the more you want to win back, the more you end up losing.

We played until 11 o'clock.

The girls were all tired from playing, so Qin Luo tallied up the amount they had lost. Jiang Qiaomiao owed him eleven pieces of clothing, and Jiang Qiaoxi owed him nine.

Although the older sister lost more, the younger sister's interest was double.

Looking at the numbers on the paper.

Jiang Qiaomiao shrank back, her face showing surprise. "No, no, I'll die!"

"Why didn't you say anything when you were playing?" Qin Luo twirled his pen.

"This is my first time playing today, I don't know anything yet... Please let me go, next time I'll run away earlier." Jiang Qiaomiao blinked, looking like a pitiful little white rabbit.

I'm wrong.

They'll do it again next time.

Qin Luo just smiled, bent down and picked her up, then picked up Jiang Qiaoxi with his other hand and tossed her into the bedroom.

He crawled in himself.

Two gasps of surprise were heard from the living room.

Su Yanrou had turned her head away, pretending not to hear, and was drinking tea with a flushed face. Suddenly, she froze, realized something, and quickly put down her teacup and looked in the direction of the bedroom.

There is only one bedroom.

So where will she sleep tonight?

Chapter 231 Longya's Daily Work Routine

Su Yanrou is a cultivator, and her state of mind is not easily affected by external things.

However, cultivators are also human, not heartless. The woman in the long dress stood at the door holding a pillow, raising one hand and then lowering it, opening her rosy lips as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Although there were only three people in the house to begin with.

but.

but.

Can't you consider the occasion and not disturb other people's rest?

She has a habit of not being able to sleep in a particular bed.

If it's not your own bed, it will feel uncomfortable to use, and you'll toss and turn and find it hard to fall asleep.

But all her things were being held down by Qin Luo—

She couldn't beat Qin Luo in a fight; he was too powerful. As Jiang Qiaomiao and Jiang Qiaoxi's master, she was too embarrassed to ask him to come to her. She asked the group to move to another place, because just one glance made her heart race with embarrassment.

Neither left nor right.

The woman pursed her lips, closed the door, and sat down on the sofa.

Begin silently reciting the mantra for spiritual practice.

Just cultivate for one night, bear with it and it will pass. At worst, you can treat it as a period of seclusion.

……

At eleven o'clock, Su Yanrou began her cultivation under the moonlight.

However, the gentle and graceful woman had just entered a meditative state when she was interrupted by Jiang Qiaomiao's voice, and was abruptly jolted out of her meditative state.

—I never expected that my apprentice would have such a large lung capacity.

Su Yanrou took a deep breath.

He resumed his hand seals, ignoring everything else, and continued his cultivation.

However, just like her state of mind, Jiang Qiaomiao's voice grew louder and louder, stimulating her Dao heart.

Into the set.

failure.

Into the set.

fail……

After failing four or five times, Jiang Qiaoxi's voice joined in.

It's not like you're working on a spreadsheet with construction going off nearby; it's like you're catching up on homework while the TV in the living room keeps playing a captivating drama with a twisty and exciting plot that keeps you on the edge of your seat, unable to concentrate.

Su Yanrou tried on the hat.

Or plug your ears.

But the sound was like a demonic whisper, like a tidal wave, impossible to escape.

There was no way to stop it.

The woman gave up struggling, crossed her long, slender, snow-white legs, wrapped them around her arms, rested her chin on her knees, and gently pursed her lips as she watched the scene on the television.

But sitting here all night isn't a solution...

Su Yanrou closed her eyes, sighed softly, and finally made up her mind. She hugged her pillow and went back to her room.

Just one night.

Let's just get through this.

……

The night passed just like that.

The next day was Monday. After Qin Luo and Jiang Qiaomiao got up, they took a shower together and went to school together.

It's only the beginning of June.

Jiang Qiaoxi benefited from being a child and had a day off, where she slept soundly and comfortably.

With no outsiders to disturb her, Su Yanrou could finally get some rest. Last night, because of the noise, she was in a half-awake state, wrapped in a blanket and huddled in the corner, unable to sleep peacefully.

The master and apprentice slept until noon.

It wasn't until the sky outside the window was bright that the two beauties, one tall and one short, got up early to wash and do their makeup.

After taking a quick shower, Su Yanrou changed into a sky-blue Victorian dress, gently tied up her long black hair, and regained her gentle and graceful master demeanor.

Jiang Qiaoxi was in a daze.

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