Yun'er Can Play Fight the Landlord Now

After having dinner with the 17 team, Jiang Siming immediately went home. There were three wives waiting for him at home. If it wasn't for the social engagements, who would want to wander outside? When he got home, the living room light was still on. As soon as Jiang Siming went in, he heard the cheerful voices of three women.

"Bomb! I'll double, Sister Zhirou~"

"Oh, how can you still have a bomb? I thought Yuner's bomb was the only one."

"Hehe, Zhirou, the two of us peasants are about to beat you, the landlord!"

The three were sitting on the sofa in the living room, their little feet curled up like old ladies underneath, playing cards happily.

Who knew how Ling Yun'er learned this special skill of the Chinese people so quickly, she even knew how to play Landlord, quite impressive. When Jiang Siming came in, the three had just finished a round. Seeing their beloved man had come back, they lost interest in playing cards.