Her eyes shone brightly, and she nervously rubbed her hands together.
After taking a deep breath, she lifted the lid off the teacup.
One, one, two, two, three.
The five dice only totaled nine points, which was a pretty good score.
Qin Qiqi's mouth curved up, her whole face filled with joy.
Ouyang Chengze's face turned a shade paler.
He felt like his dignity had disappeared by a third.
Jiang Yingying applauded, "Miss Qin is really amazing!"
Qin Qiqi gently bowed her head, embarrassed, and said, "It's just a little trick, honed from losing too much, Miss Jiang, please go ahead!"
Jiang Yingying moved the teacup over and gave it a casual shake, ready to open it.
Ouyang Chengze excitedly grabbed her wrist, "Sister Jiang, are you really going to open it just like that?"
"Otherwise, should I burn incense, bathe, and pray for three days and nights to get a lucky strike?"
Oh!
She knows about lucky strikes too.
