Qin and his party opened a card table in the chess and card room. The people sitting at the table were all rich young masters who were not short of money. They played big. Ethan Jiang didn't know how to play cards. He sat at the empty table opposite with a cup of tea in his hand and drank it. He watched the mixed-race man with amber eyes chewing on a cigarette, playing the card table with great success and not losing out at all.
Ryan Qin had known him for more than 20 years, so he knew what he was thinking without having to think about it. "No need to look. The person I'm introducing to you is not him, but the one next to him."
Ethan Jiang said, "What's your name?"
Ryan Qin: "Bryce Song."
Ethan Jiang glanced at him and said, "I'm not asking about my future partner, I'm asking about the person next to my future partner."
Ryan Qin: ...
"Nathan Qin." Ethan Jiang called his childhood friend's name seriously, "You two colluded with each other to book the place in advance, and tricked me into making a last-minute decision to come over to play. I didn't blame you for anything. I just asked for a name, and you refused to tell me?"
Ryan Qin: "They are in cahoots with each other."
Ethan Jiang: ...
Ethan Jiang: "Oh."
Nathan Qin put his hand on his forehead and said, "He is also a rich young man. Who said that he didn't want to date a rich young man?"
"I said so." Ethan Jiang raised her head and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, "But I just found out that he looks really handsome when he plays cards, much more handsome than my poor boyfriend, so I changed my mind."
Nathan Qin sneered, "Weren't you already unable to walk the first time you saw her?"
Ethan Jiang: ...
Derek Yu got up to answer the phone and asked Nathan Qin to play a few hands for him. Ethan Jiang also took a small stool and sat next to Nathan Qin, saying shamelessly: "I'll help you look at the cards."
Bryce Song, who was sitting opposite him, raised his peach blossom eyes and looked at him with interest, "Niao Niao, come and help me take a look."
Ethan Jiang was stunned, and did not ask the other party how he even knew his feminine name. They had clearly not said a few words since they met, but when he addressed him, his tone was as familiar as if they were a couple who had been in love for two or three years.
He slowly moved over and sat between the smoking man and Bryce Song. He leaned over to take a look at Bryce Song's cards and said honestly, "I can't tell."
Bryce Song suddenly turned around and casually lifted half of his eyelids, forcing him to see a hint of her charm. "Then help me see Lucas Cen's cards, and then tell me secretly."
It turns out his name is Lucas Cen.
Ethan Jiang obediently looked into Lucas Cen's arm. The latter gently turned his wrist and pressed the card down. He turned around and asked indifferently: "What are you looking at?" The tone sounded exactly like scolding an ignorant child.
Ethan Jiang smiled disapprovingly, squinted his eyes and moved closer. When he spoke, his warm breath sprayed on the other's neck, "Mr. Cen, are you mixed-blood?"
Ceng Ge hummed indifferently.
Ethan Jiang asked again: "Mr. Cen, which country are you from? Canada? Germany?"
Ceng Ge threw out a card and said in a light voice: "America."
Ethan Jiang let out an "oh" and, as if his curiosity was finally satisfied, he stood up and stepped back.
Lucas Cen raised his hand and put out the cigarette in the ashtray. He frowned slightly and realized that he had played the wrong card.
Two hours after dinner, someone knocked on the door. Ethan Jiang quit the game and went to open the door. Bryce Song leaned against the door in a bathrobe and called him affectionately: "Niao Niao, let's go to the hot spring?"
Ethan Jiang wanted to refuse, but when he saw Lucas Cen smoking indifferently behind him, he agreed. He changed his clothes and shoes, walked out of the room, and closed the door behind him.
In front of Lucas Cen, Bryce Song calmly raised his arm and put it around his shoulders, but turned his head to talk to Lucas Cen: "Shall we go to the open-air bath behind the mountain?"
Lucas Cen didn't even look at him, most of his handsome face was hidden in the dim light, and his voice sounded lazy: "It's up to you."
The arm on his shoulder tightened, Ethan Jiang frowned and turned his head, only to see Bryce Song's stiff and unhappy profile. He thought for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyebrows with interest.
The natural open-air hot spring pool was emitting white steam in the cold winter night, which made the soft lights above the head become misty. The pale yellow moon hung bleakly in the sky, with a few dim stars scattered around it.
Bryce Song sat on a rattan chair and called the front desk, asking them to send some wine over.
Ethan Jiang walked to the clothes rack to take off his clothes. Just as his hand touched the knotted belt, a tall figure walked into his sight from the right. Ethan Jiang paused slightly in the action of untying the belt, and quietly turned his head to stare at the other person's exposed strong chest and thin and tight waist.
Lucas Cen passed him and threw his bathrobe onto the hanger. His deliberately low, magnetic voice was carried into his ears by the cold night wind: "Do you still want the eyes?"
Ethan Jiang's abdomen tightened slightly, she retracted her gaze, lowered her head to take off her clothes and put them away, and glanced at Bryce Song who was still picking drinks in the distance. She suddenly took a step closer to Lucas Cen, her toes almost touching his toes, and her slightly opened lips seemed to accidentally brush against the edge of Lucas Cen's chin, and she gently said, "Lucas Cen, you have beautiful eyes."
Ceng Ge pinched his chin with one hand, and pressed his other hand through his swimming trunks against his slightly raised abdomen, his eyes narrowed in dissatisfaction, "Watch your mouth and D!ck, I'm not gay."
Ethan Jiang's eyes curved up, "You straight guys always say this before you go to bed with your g@ys."
for example---
For example, his damn poor ex-boyfriend.
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