Just now, seeing that Chen Yao hadn't opened it for a long time, Wang Sirui thought he was not having bad luck with his hands anymore, so he directly reached out to help him open it, "Bro, let me help you see."
After Wang Sirui opened it, he was silent, it was actually a thatched hut...
He coughed awkwardly.
Chen Yao stared ghostly at Wang Sirui, "How do you want to die, you say! Don't you know you have bad luck with your hands?!!"
"Bro, I didn't mean to, I thought my hands weren't unlucky anymore... I got a good room myself..." Wang Sirui cautiously handed it back to Chen Yao.
[Hahaha, Wang Sirui is killing me with laughter, he's so unlucky that even Pei Yan can't save him... He finally didn't draw the worst room for himself, but still had to mess with someone else... Sigh, hopeless, just hopeless.]
