A Good Hand of Cards

Her little hands were still tapping on the table from time to time. The way she was thinking did not match her clean little face.

Her reaction speed was not slow, but after all, luck and experience still played a big role, but it seemed that she did not have either today.

When Qiao Mu fired another shot, Lu Jingzhi put down his cards and smiled. ""Big Brother, are you in a good mood today, so you sent your little nephew to give us red packets? This card game is really good!"

Qiao Mu was speechless.

Don't humiliate me like this!

Li Yan found it funny when he saw the little boy's unhappy expression.

After 20 minutes, Qiao Mu could no longer remain calm.

She turned around and waved at Li Yan, who was watching calmly. Her big eyes were full of pleading as she discussed in a low voice,"Uncle, can you come over and sit beside me?"

"Hmm?"

"My luck isn't very good. If you come over and sit, you might be able to improve my luck!"