"Come here." He said to the remaining Dongfang girl who sat upright on the side, her body tense and nervous and panicked.

The oriental girl was very pure, about her early twenties, with short hair, and soft and obediently landing on her small earlobes.

There is a kind of pity and elegant beauty.

A hint of panic appeared on her white face, but she did not dare to disobey. She quickly sat next to this gloomy but often smiled demon.

Mo Fei raised her chin and looked at her slender face, her enchanting eyes became blurred.[

It seemed as if I remembered something, my cynical eyes were stained with an undetectable tenderness.

The girl in front of her seemed to be blurred suddenly.

It became another face that made him tremble.

He sighed, unable to help himself, kissed her lips gently, but was careful not to use force.

It seems that with force, this beautiful dream will be broken.

But the Eastern girl trembled all over. Unexpectedly, this man who looked like a demon would use this kind of gentleness and ruthlessness.

Like a boy in the first love, he is so gentle that it makes people fall into depravity.

The girl's trembling made Mo Fei's eyes suddenly wake up, and she felt extremely angry.

He suddenly pushed her away, turned his head and calmed down his strange emotions in a little embarrassed manner.

Damn, I actually regarded her as her.

I haven't been back to see her for too long, and I've actually become anxious again?

Do you care so much about her?

It was obviously just a meaningless marriage.

"What's your name?" His voice returned to his lazy carelessness.

However, the Oriental Girl's heart beat like thunder because of his strange and gentle treatment just now.

He lowered his head shyly and said softly: "My name is Tong Qingxue, light and snowy."

"Qingxue, good name, come with me to meet the guests, Barbara, take her to change her dress." Mo Fei lit another cigar and asked the female assistant to come in and take Tong Qingxue away.

Tong Qingxue quietly turned around and felt a little sad when she saw the man's indifferent but lonely expression in the smoke.

Why is this young but famous gambling king so lonely? He is not as scattered as his appearance

What kind of sorrow is there in his heart that makes him so painful.
Chapter completed!