Chapter 368

She has never seen the world, and there are more customers than this, but she is all over thirty years old and is all famous with well-known names. She has never seen young girls with such styles. The main reason is that their temperament does not look like people who have been immersed in casinos all year round.

But this is the person who took out a black card that represents the supreme wealth and infinite honor, and it was a real main card!

A teenage girl actually holds the main card in her hand. Her parents are too spoiled by her!

At least she has seen many young women pay with black cards, but they all have sub-card cards. At first glance, they are like men or young ladies raised by their families.

And the person in front of him is obviously different.

The lady at the counter calmed down a little and took the card to exchange for her chips.

The chips of 100 million were quite heavy, so Qianmiao asked several male waiters to help him take them.

Lu Wanyu looked at his pitiful 100,000 chips and suddenly felt a sense of oppression as Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.

She willingly admitted that in front of this person, she was a little sister.

The two walked side by side in. The lady at the counter couldn't help looking at the direction she was going, thinking that she was taking so much money, she should have gone to the private room on the second floor to play.

As a result, she was seen walking straight into the lobby on the first floor.

Ten minutes ago.

Fengxian's car was racing on the road.

Cang Zeyue next to him stared at him with a very incomprehensible look, and had been staring all the way.

Just now in the elevator, he saw Feng Xian's cell phone and happened to see what he was looking at—

That's a fashion blogger's Weibo.

He was confused, wondering why Feng Xian suddenly became interested in entertainment things, and he was still a male blogger.

"I said, where are you going? Go to find that blogger?"

"Why are you interested in men?"

Feng Xian frowned and glanced at him coldly, without making a sound, driving quietly.

Cang Zeyue was really curious and still remembered the blogger's id in his mind.

So, with curiosity, he took out his mobile phone and went to Weibo to check the blogger.

As soon as I entered, I saw a news posted by the blogger half an hour ago.

The dynamic title is very literary: the autumn wind is bleak, and you are the only warmth in this bleak.

The title contains several tags: #The Most Beautiful Street Photography of the Year#, #Autumn Beauty#, #Fashion Frontier#, #Beautiful#.

Below the title is a nine-cage grid, and each grid is the same girl.

When he saw the girl's face, Cang Zeyue's eyes shrank, and his handsome face maintained the same expression for three seconds.

The girl sat casually on the brown bench in the square, her eyes narrowed, and she leaned comfortably on the chair to rest. The crimson red glow blew layers of light and shadow on her fair face, shaping out a dreamy beauty.

The photographer is very good at grasping angles. Although the girls in the eight photos have the same posture and expression, he uses different lens angles to take a unique look. Each of the things to express is different.

"Isn't this Tang Qianqian?" A few words floated out of his mouth.

My fingers slid to the last picture and suddenly saw the landmark building in Huili Square.

He immediately laughed: "This child's hobby is still so exciting, he actually likes to bet on money."

This news is very popular, it has become a hot search, and is still in the top ten.

Hot search name: #Chair Girl#

I guess it was that way that Feng Xian knew about this.

With a little curiosity, Cang Zeyue clicked on the comments below and took a look.

[What kind of fairy looks like this! Lele, tell me, which treasure star I missed?]
Chapter completed!