<h4>Chapter 775: Uncle Ming, You Lost Again</h4>


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    Ming Ansheng recalled how Su Yue had gone to the room yesterday and piled on clothes without a word. He suddenly felt likeughing.


    Su Yue frowned. “But I didn’t lose, why should I remove?”


    It rendered Ming Ansheng speechless...


    If she didn’t lose any rounds, was she nning to wear thoseyers to sleep?


    “Let’s y together.” Su Yue didn’t even notice Ming Ansheng and Qi Lei’s expressions, and she certainly didn’t detect any change in the mood. She sat down and picked up a stack of cards and passed it to Ming Ansheng. “This is yours.”


    The corners of Ming Ansheng’s mouth twitched, and he didn’t move an inch.


    Thisss... how dare she ask him to y such a childish and boring game?


    Yesterday, he didn’t mind ying as he was just coaching her. But now he had to be one of the yers—it would be entirely different.


    Qi Lei smiled. “I’m not ying anymore. Since there is someone to look after you, I’ll go back first.”


    He walked to the sofa as he wore his clothes.


    Su Yue pouted and bent her head. She whispered, “I feel like ying for a while more.”


    She looked so pitiful, and it was almost impossible to reject her.


    Qi Lei nced at Ming Ansheng.


    Ming Ansheng’s facial muscles slightly twitched, and he pressed his lips. As he furrowed his eyebrows, he took a deep breath before replying. “Just for a while.”


    He nced at his watch. “Half an hour.”


    Su Yue ignored his second sentence and merely focused on the promise he would y with her. “These are yours. Do you want to wear more? I think you’re not wearing enough clothes.”


    Young Master Ming was speechless once again...


    He peered at his own clothes and frowned. Indeed, it wouldn’t be enough for more than two rounds.


    But there was no way he would wear a woman’s clothes.


    Anyway, he just needed to deal with the little girl for a while.


    Ming Ansheng held his cards as he arranged them. Su Yue cheerfully boasted to him. “Qi Lei and I have been ying for the whole afternoon. He kept losing to me.”


    <i>‘What? They have been ying this game for the entire afternoon?’ </i>he thought. Young Master Ming’s mouth involuntarily twitched as he silently nced at Qi Lei.


    The fellow was indeed admirable for being able to endure such a boring game.


    Ming Ansheng had never imagined that the young girl would lead him by the nose. He had specifically said that he would y for only half an hour, but almost an hour had passed by.


    He nced at his clothes; he had taken off his zer and the only thing left was his white shirt.


    As he was wearing twoyers of clothing, Su Yue suggested that he could unbutton every time he loses.


    He had already unbuttoned four buttons, and his buff and muscr chest could be seen peeking out.


    He had originally nned to y the game seriously so he could make Su Yue remove those unwantedyers of clothing.


    He had miscalcted.


    “Haha, Uncle Ming, you lost again,” happily yelled Su Yue as she raised her hands to Qi Lei. “It has been such a joy working together with you.”


    This was what Zhou Shuang taught her yesterday. Every time she won, they had to say such a phrase.


    Qi Lei reluctantly gave Su Yue a high-five.


    He must be delirious!


    Ming Ansheng supported his forehead with a hand as he smiled helplessly. He unbuttoned another button.


    He nced at himself—nothing was left...