aircannonsinc Chapter 1206 Let You Talk Nonsense
Chapter 1206 Let You Talk Nonsense
"Close together..."
Hearing Jiang Cheng's order, Si Qing couldn't help but shiver, but finally chose to follow his instructions.
At this time, Jiang Cheng's actions did not pause at all.
He quickly stretched out a hand and placed it steadily next to the armrest of the sofa that Si Qing was holding tightly.
At the same time, another strong and powerful hand quietly came from behind and wrapped around Si Qing's slender and smooth waist like a water snake.
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Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, more than an hour had gone by.
Jiang Chengcai took Si Qing, whose legs were shaking, towards the first floor.
After giving Si Qing a soothing full body massage, Jiang Cheng, led by Xu Rui, walked straight towards the cigar room.
Soon we entered an ancient corridor.
Exquisite Chinese ink paintings are hung on the walls on both sides of the corridor.
Every stroke seems to be telling an ancient story, complementing the quaint stone slabs underfoot, creating a tranquil and remote atmosphere.
After passing through this corridor that exudes a historical atmosphere, several neatly arranged pivot doors appear in front of you.
These are six huge and wide pivot doors. At the moment they are tightly closed, like guards guarding a mysterious space.
Looking closely, you can see that the wood texture of the door is clear.
The tiger stripes on it are bright and dazzling, as if they were carefully painted by nature, the top painter.
When the six doors are put together, the unique interweaving of textures miraculously creates an artistic conception like an ink painting, with the shades of ink varying, as if telling the passage of time.
This unique charm matches the elegant Chinese style of the entire club very well, complementing each other and giving people a natural sense of beauty.
Xu Rui reached out and gently pushed the heavy hinged door, accompanied by a slight "creaking" sound.
The door slowly opened, and the laughter from inside instantly came out like lively notes.
As soon as the door is opened, a very open space comes into view.
The room looks to be more than 200 square meters and is spacious and bright.
The surrounding walls have been carefully designed to create a variety of display cabinets.
The surrounding walls are made into various wine display cabinets and cigar display cabinets.
Under the soft light, the bottle reflects a charming luster, and each one looks like a carefully crafted work of art.
In the center of the room, leather sofa cushions are perfectly embedded in the mahogany chairs.
The perfect combination of the two highlights the ancient charm of Chinese furniture while retaining the modern comfort.
The overall black and red color scheme is matched with various exquisite Chinese ornaments, as well as the dark red Chinese blanket on the floor, making the whole room look very stylish.
After entering the room, I saw Wang Congcong, Qi Yuan, Wang Zheng and others sitting around an exquisite Chinese square table.
A thin puff of smoke spread over their bodies.
Obviously, the ventilation system of this cigar room is very good. There is no smoke in the room and the air remains relatively fresh.
Listening to their repeated shouting of cards, it was obvious that they were playing Landlord.
Wang Congcong held a cigar in his mouth, his eyes focused on the cards in his hand, and he looked up from time to time to observe his opponent's expression.
Then he hit three threes.
Seeing Wang Congcong play this card, Qi Yuan's mouth, which was holding a cigar, suddenly raised the corners slightly, revealing a slightly teasing smile.
"Hehe, you're in trouble, you big one."
After saying that, he took out three Ks from the cards in his hand, and with a crisp "pop", he threw the cards on the table in a cool manner.
Seeing Jiang Cheng walking in slowly, several people who were concentrating on playing cards stopped their movements instantly as if they had telepathic connection.
They all raised their heads, their faces immediately filled with enthusiastic smiles, and they greeted Jiang Cheng in unison.
Qi Yuan stood up from his chair in a frivolous manner, gestured with the cards in his hand in an exaggerated manner, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother Cheng, come here, sit over here! You are finally here, let me tell you, my luck today is so good that I have already won several games in a row against these guys!"
Seeing Qi Yuan raise his chin slightly, his eyes flashed with undisguised pride and satisfaction.
Wang Congcong on the side shook his head helplessly and rolled his eyes.
Turning around, he complained to Jiang Cheng: "Jiang Cheng, look at this guy. Winning this thirty dollars is like winning several small goals. Why is he so cocky?"
Wang Zheng at the side also echoed and said suggestively: "Old Qi, don't be so cocky. Look, Brother Wang only has three cards left. Maybe this time he can turn the tables."
When Qi Yuan heard what Wang Zheng said, he first glanced at Wang Zheng casually, with a confident smile still firmly on his face.
Then, he responded calmly.
"Old Wang, we are playing Landlord. I know what's going on. I know you have the trump card, but don't mess with me. He is the landlord. I tell you, neither of us has as much money as he does. We should unite and take advantage of him. Even though the stakes are only a few dollars, it's a waste if we don't take advantage. At least we can buy a bottle of water with it."
Hearing Qi Yuan's words, Wang Zheng was obviously helpless. He opened his mouth slightly, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Jiang Cheng walked over slowly and glanced at the cards in the hands of the three people.
Only then did he realize that there was actually only one Xiao Wang on Wang Zheng's side, so Qi Yuan had guessed wrong.
Wang Congcong obviously only had three cards left, a 4, an A, and a king.
After looking at the cards of the three of them, Jiang Cheng knew that if Wang Zheng had not given Qi Yuan a hint, Wang Congcong would have had a great chance of winning.
After all, he holds the trump card of the King in his hand. As long as he plays the card with the right strategy, his chances of winning are extremely high.
But if Wang Zheng reminded or even hinted to Qi Yuan that Wang Congcong had the king, Wang Congcong might not win all the cards.
As soon as he walked to the sofa and sat down, Qin Fen next to him immediately picked up a beautifully wrapped cigar from the coffee table next to him as usual.
Use special scissors to trim the head of the cigar neatly.
Then, he skillfully lit the lighter, brought the flame close to the cigar, and gently turned the cigar so that the flame could toast it evenly.
After the cigar was successfully lit, he handed the cigar with a rich aroma to Jiang Cheng as usual.
Jiang Cheng didn't hesitate to take the cigar, put it to his lips and took a light puff.
As the smoke spread in his mouth, he squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying this moment of relaxation and comfort.
Then he slowly opened his mouth and exhaled a cloud of white smoke, which swirled and rose in the air like a nimble white dragon.
After feeling comfortable, Jiang Cheng did not act arrogantly and raised his chin towards Qin Fen: "Not bad, thank you Brother Qin."
After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Wang Congcong at the table dropped the last card in his hand.
He shouted loudly, "My king!"
Seeing Qi Yuan dumbfounded, Wang Congcong imitated his humble look just now.
With a triumphant smile, he said, "I will end the winning streak."
Seeing that the king was actually with Wang Congcong, Qi Yuan widened his eyes in surprise.
After being stunned for a while, he shook his head helplessly.
"The king is actually yours!"
Wang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "I told you a long time ago, stop showing off. Now you've failed, right?"
Although the two civilians lost, what surprised Jiang Cheng was that Qi Yuan did not blame each other for not secretly giving them reminders like some of his fellow card players did.
Jiang Cheng discovered it just now, although several people were talking to each other, teasing and complaining about each other.
However, everyone always strictly follows the established rules of the game and everyone abides by the rules.
No one used any unfair means to hint at the other party's cards.
After Qi Yuan lost, he did not go on and on about Wang Zheng's faults like most other card players who could not bear to lose.
He just sighed with a little regret: "I didn't expect that I guessed wrong. I was really careless and lost the battle. I turned over."
Obviously, these three people have good poker skills, and the key is that they all abide by the rules.
Although at first glance this is just a trivial matter, a person's character is sometimes revealed precisely from such details.
A few people stopped laughing and turned their eyes to Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng was seen leaning lazily on the sofa, yawning nonchalantly and rubbing his temples with his hands.
He looked a little tired, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle.
Qin Fen couldn't help but ask, "Soaking in the hot springs for a spa. By the way, I have something to do later, so I'll leave first."
Wang Zheng, who was standing by, heard this and couldn't help but come over and joked, "Alas, I was envious of you last night, but now that I see how strict my sister-in-law is, I'm immediately disenchanted with you. It's better to be single."
Chen Hao said with deep feeling: "People with families can't help themselves."
After hearing this, Qin Fen raised the corners of his mouth slightly and responded with a smile: "Haha, Lao Wang, you still dare to tease Jiang Cheng. Don't forget that your mother has carefully arranged another blind date for you."
Wang Zheng immediately perked up when he heard this, and fought back without showing any weakness: "It's a blind date, but I can refuse it with confidence. Look at Brother Cheng... Alas."
Having said that, Wang Zheng deliberately pretended to be heartbroken and sighed deeply.
The other people also understood what he meant and followed Wang Zheng's example, sighing and shaking their heads.
Seeing these guys in front of him actually starting to imply him so tacitly, Jiang Cheng shook his head helplessly.
"Hey, you guys, I forgot to tell you that I just had a showdown with her sister, so I will send her back to school later. The next time we go out, there will be three of us.
As soon as the words fell, the few people who were originally laughing and joking were all stunned as if they were cast under a spell.
After a while, their faces gradually became gloomy, just like last night, showing an almost autistic state.
"Oh, why am I so talkative!" Wang Zheng slapped his mouth in regret.
"Oh, damn it! Why did I say all this?" Chen Hao exaggeratedly held his head with his hands and pretended to groan in pain.
Qin Fen's reaction was even more exaggerated. He simply raised his hand and slapped himself hard.
He was still muttering, "I told you not to talk nonsense! I told you not to talk nonsense!"