Bi Xia...
Bi Xia...
For some reason, Qu Ming felt this scene was eerily familiar, yet he couldn't recall when or where. Watching the girl walk away, Qu Ming chuckled at himself. "Qu Ming, oh Qu Ming, as if your life could be this good, knowing a girl like her."
But...
Qu Ming turned his gaze in the direction the girl pointed him to. When he saw the slyly smiling man standing nearby, he couldn't help but get annoyed and walked over to him.
"Didn't we agree that today it's my turn? What are you doing here?!" Qu Ming blurted out, not waiting for the man to respond.
The man adjusted his glasses and, seeing Qu Ming's annoyance, chuckled softly, "I felt a bit uneasy, so I came over."
Qu Ming frowned, "What's there to be uneasy about? Like always, we'll win a little bit and leave. Come on, let's go home."
