Chapter 139 Tenderness

(Happy New Year everyone, Xiaopang is here to wish everyone a happy family, good health, great luck in the Year of the Dog, prosperous life, prosperous career, prosperous love, everything will be prosperous! In addition, don’t forget each other even if you are rich! Hehe ~(≧▽≦)/~)

"Jason." Zhang Jingchu instinctively hugged Yang Cheng's arm tightly, with a worried expression on her face, she called Yang Cheng softly, reminding him not to be impulsive.

Konrad Koch touched his bald head and stared at Yang Cheng with stern eyes, trying to find out the flaws in Yang Cheng's face to distinguish one from the other, but the result disappointed him. Yang Cheng's face full of madness made him subconsciously The only way to retreat is to accompany Yang Cheng crazy even if the loss is stopped.

He stared at Yang Cheng for a while, then turned his gaze to Naif. Undoubtedly, Yang Cheng's all in also brought him trouble.

Yang Cheng remained in the dressed position for a minute faster, the scene was silent, and no one answered, which was embarrassing. Just when he was considering whether to sit down first, Conrad coughed lightly, "cough~i 'm out I quit."

If you observe carefully, you will find that the corners of Nayef's tight eyes suddenly loosened. He shook his head and followed Conrad's footsteps, "fold."

Now the eyes of the audience were on Little Japan, just like the scene when he humiliated Yang Cheng before the opening.

The Japanese are gamblers in their bones, especially when they are on the verge of extinction, they often launch a Jedi counterattack, because they are baptized by the so-called bushido spirit, the emperor is with them, and the emperor will bless them to win the final victory.

Little Japan stood up abruptly, propped his hands on the table, stared at Yang Cheng, and said through gritted teeth, "I don't believe you have two a's, I'm with you, all in."

Yang Cheng was not intimidated by this momentum, but shrugged playfully, "I admire your courageous spirit, but it's a pity that you don't have enough bargaining chips left."

"Pfft~"

"Haha~"

After all, Xiao Lizi is in Hollywood. Sony Pictures has Columbia on the left and MGM on the right. Even if he is a top-tier celebrity, he doesn't dare to offend easily, so he can only hold back his smile and look away.

But Ellison and Conrad didn't have so many scruples, and their undisguised laughter was full of sarcasm. If Larry Ellison came over, he might even say a few good things for Little Japan. That lunatic is very Obsessed with Japanese culture.

The croupier made a sound at the right time, and reminded him politely and gently, "Sir, Mr. Yang bet 12.8 million dollars this round, and you only have 7.2 million chips left on the table, which does not comply with the rules of the game. Would you like to replenish your chips?" ?”

"You don't need to talk nonsense,

Come, give me 6 million chips. "Little Japan has nothing to do with Yang Cheng, he can only vent his anger on the croupier.

The waiter's hands and feet were very quick, and he quickly exchanged 6 million chips from the safe in the VIP room.

This time it was Yang Cheng's turn, "Mr. Yang, you are still 400,000 short."

Before Yang Cheng could speak, Ellison got impatient and threw two chips out of his own chips, "Now it's all set, let's quickly draw the cards."

Yang Cheng raised her hand, signaling for Little Japan to invite first.

"Hmph, I'm a full house (full house), let's see how you are bigger than me." Little Japan painfully and neatly flipped over his hole card and fell on the table, there was an a, and a j.

"Haha, what a coincidence, I'm also a full house (gourd), but my pair of K's must be bigger than your pair of J's, why can't I be bigger than you?"

Yang Cheng flipped over the hole card and threw it in front of Little Japan. The way Zhizhu was holding it made Taylor beside him radiant and licked his lips unconsciously.

"Baga!" Little Japan slapped the table and shouted at Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng didn't take it seriously, he earned the money, why don't you let people vent? I really didn't expect to come to Las Vegas and earn money for a plane.

With a happy face, he completely ignored the appearance of Little Japan dying, hugged Zhang Jingchu's big mouth and printed his red lips.

Counting the last card, he made a net profit of more than 50 million U.S. dollars in more than 3 hours this night. With such an efficient profit-making efficiency, it’s no wonder that those who are not mentally strong are prone to addiction. Let alone them, even Yang Cheng almost Passionate, take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

Well, the tenderness of the woman behind him aroused his lust, just like the general who returned home after a great victory in a battle in ancient times, the first thing he did when he returned home was to mingle with his own woman, with the tenderness of a woman Wash away the smell of blood.

At this point in the gambling game, Yang Cheng, the biggest winner, naturally accepted it as soon as he saw it. He briefly chatted with Conrad and Nayef, and exchanged contact information with Taylor Swift, and made an appointment to have a dinner party with him. , and then asked Ellison and Xiao Lizi, they hadn't played enough and were ready to continue fighting, Yang Cheng didn't persuade him much, he was the winner, it was inappropriate to say too much, so he led Zhang Jingchu back to the room in shame .

Returning to the lake view suite for the two of them, the clothes were thrown into the air one by one, unable to resist the gravity and fell freely on the carpet. From time to time, accompanied by the woman's coquettish call, rhythmic applause sounded in the room, sometimes high-pitched Sometimes low, the bathroom, living room, dining table, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, every corner of the room has left a mark of love. . .

Fighting against the gums, the two bodies unite and grind secretly. Cauliflowers play with butterflies sucking their flower marrow, while honey-loving bees hide their nests.

Fen Khan's body is dry and wet, and she still feels uncomfortable when she goes to the servant girl's pillow. This fate is really incomparable, and it is unique in the first subject of romance.

The indescribable rhythm lasted for a full 2 ​​hours before ending in a violent shaking amidst the woman's weak, hasty and alluring 'no' sound.

Yang Cheng held a soft ball in his hand, and his head was resting on his sweaty pink neck. After the spring tide passed, a beautiful rouge color appeared on the woman's frosty skin, which was set against the moonlight and neon lights, which was very attractive.

"Little villain, you got in again." Zhang Jingchu leaned on the hard and spacious chest of the little man, feeling the evil thing in the heart of the flower, and said in a thin, coquettish and coquettish voice.

"Hehe, don't you want to?" Yang Cheng said hummingly with her mouth pressed against the snow skin.

"I~ I don't know either." The woman murmured involuntarily.

"Don't think too much, just resign yourself to fate, I'm about 27, if you are a foreigner, children at this age can play soy sauce, if you really can leave me with a son and a half, the entire Yang family will be grateful to you. "Yang Cheng raised his head, lay down flat, let the woman half climb on him, stared at those moist eyes, and said seriously.

To be honest, Yang Cheng raised this issue with the women around him more than once. After time travel, there are not a few women who have sex with him, and he has never taken security measures. He has an attitude of letting nature take its course. It's outrageous that none of them won the bid. He had to wonder if this was a sequelae of time travel?

When he was thinking wildly, his chest hurt, and Zhang Jingchu complained, "You, you won't lie to me once, don't you know that the marriage letter is what women value most? I also know that I can't, but I'm willing to listen even if it's a lie!"

Yang Cheng caressed the smooth jade back, dumbfounded, "How old are you? Are you still like a little girl?"

"I've been a woman since I was a child. Women have the natural right to act coquettishly and complain, you know?" Zhang Jingchu put her chin on Yang Cheng's chest and said mischievously.

"Okay, woman, if you have the right to be coquettish, I have the right to punish you. Let's see how I deal with you!" Yang Cheng turned over like a hungry tiger, and directly pressed the woman under him.

The woman screamed and panted, with endless amorous feelings in her eyebrows and eyes, raised her chin, pretending to be provocative, and said with a smile, "Are you afraid?"

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