"Play Landlord?"
Yi Feng looked at Yao Ling'er in surprise and asked in astonishment: "Could it be that you've played Landlord before?"
After all, there was no Landlord in this other world, and the few who did play Landlord had all been taught by him.
"No, no, I definitely have not played Landlord before. Even if I played Landlord with Sir, it would definitely be my first time." A blush rose on Yao Ling'er's pretty face as she lowered her head and said.
"Oh!" Yi Feng nodded. He figured Yao Ling'er must have heard others mention Landlord before, and didn't think much of it. "Since you want to play Landlord, I'll play with you. Just name a time."
Hearing this, Yao Ling'er's beautiful eyes lit up.
She absolutely did not expect that Yi Feng would agree so readily. She couldn't help but feel a little proud of her own charm.
"But isn't it not very good to play Landlord in the day?" Yao Ling'er said alluringly, "If we're going to play, Ling'er should keep Sir company all night playing, right?"
After Yi Feng agreed, she grew bolder. Under the table, one of her jade-like feet lightly brushed up against Yi Feng's leg, intentionally or not.
Yi Feng's face was pitch black.
This girl actually wanted to play all night.
But he could understand. Back when Landlord was all the rage, he had also played all night, losing several million happy beans, without sleeping for two days and nights.
"Alright, if you say all night then all night!" Yi Feng said indifferently.
"Yes sir, Ling'er will definitely make sir happy tonight." Yao Ling'er's sexy red lips quivered lightly, extremely pleasantly surprised that she had completed this task so easily.
"But..."
At this time, after taking a bite of food, Yi Feng put down his chopsticks and said, "If we're really going to play Landlord, there's no fun with just two people. We definitely need three people, so Miss Mao should come along too!"
Yao Ling'er, who was feeling smug that her goal was about to be accomplished, suddenly opened her red lips in shock.
"Sir, you, you want to play Landlord with three people?"
She looked at Yi Feng in surprise.
"Of course, since we're playing Landlord, we need at least three people." Yi Feng said with a smile, "Naturally, if there are enough people, four would work too."
"Uh..."
"So sir likes this kind of thing."
"Impressive, impressive."
Yao Ling'er's expression was ugly, and she spoke in slight shock.
"What's so impressive about this, it's just normal operation." Yi Feng said indifferently.
Hearing this, the corner of Yao Ling'er's mouth twitched. She felt a little unhappy that Mao Yun'er had also obtained the opportunity to play Landlord together. But with Yi Feng insisting on it like this, she didn't dare say anything.
"Fine, you two keep eating. I'll go open a room and send someone back to my house to grab the props we need for Landlord." Yi Feng was the first to put down his chopsticks and stand up to say, then walked towards the front desk.
Yi Feng's words made Yao Ling'er choke.
He actually still needed props?
What a freak this old monster is, his tastes really are unique!
For a moment, she felt a chilling sensation. She suddenly felt that Mao Yun'er joining them in playing Landlord was actually a good thing for her.
She couldn't help but turn her gaze to Mao Yun'er and say coldly, "Things have come to this, we should just lay our cards on the table. You approached Sir with ulterior motives as well, right?"
Mao Yun'er's expression changed slightly, but she remained silent.
"It doesn't matter if you don't say. But no matter what your intentions are, since Sir has already said this, tonight the two of us will accompany Sir in playing Landlord well." Yao Ling'er stared fiercely at Mao Yun'er and enunciated word for word, "Do you understand?"
Hearing this, Mao Yun'er also instantly understood the implication in her words.
On the surface she seemed weak as the pearl of the Merchant Guild, but that didn't mean she was truly a naive white lotus.
"If I'm guessing correctly, playing Landlord has that kind of meaning?" Mao Yun'er retorted, "So for now, we're putting aside our differences and each pursuing our own interests?"
"You can understand it that way."
Yao Ling'er said, and at the same time, raised her red lips in a smile.

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