Chapter 1872

Early summer seven cold hum a, clap to clap, seal Xun embrace own arm, seal Xun this just don't give up of loosen a hand.

"Pedro, you take me as a gamble and have to gamble with Feng Xun. I'm already very dissatisfied. Now, how do you mean to interrupt my reunion with Feng Xun?"

She turned around and looked at Pedro, with a sneering smile on her lips. She said impolitely, "now that you lose, you'd better remember the previous agreement. From now on, you are not allowed to appear in front of me and Feng Xun, nor disturb our lives. I hope you'd better do what you say!"

Pedro had seen her face Feng Xun and face herself clearly in the dark, but she always kept her last hope. Now when she saw it with her own eyes again, her heart seemed to fall into the ice cave.

Perhaps this is what she said, any emotion, never reluctantly

He sighed low. Even if she hated the gamble she put forward, what should be over would be over. And he put forward the gamble, which might be forcing him to have a brother. Now the ending is settled. Even if he is not reconciled, he can only give up!

"Don't worry, I don't regret what Pedro said..." Pedro gave a low smile and snapped his fingers. The gate of the casino opened, and the two groups of people who had been guarding outside also poured in one after another.

"Now that you've won me, I'll do what I say. You can get out of here. I won't stop you!" Pedro said calmly to Feng Xun.

Feng Xun nodded slightly, took the seventh day of the summer into his arms again, and whispered to his bodyguard and Chen Qiao, "let's go!"

"Yes The two bodyguards nodded their heads. At this time, it's better to leave early, lest Pedro suddenly change his attention.

"Boss --" when Pedro's man Richie saw his boss let Feng Xun and his party leave, he could not help but give a low cry and tried to dissuade him.

Several other subordinates also stopped at the door and didn't want to let Feng Xun, the enemy who finally came to their site, leave. After all, if it wasn't for Feng Xun, his old nest in Mexico would not have been destroyed, and the casinos and hotels in Buenos Aires wouldn't have been in a mess

"Don't say any more, let them go!" Pedro waved his hand and yelled at his men. Rich could only nod helplessly, while Pedro's other men gave up an exit obediently.

Chen Qiao followed Feng Xun and Xia Qiqi closely. When he passed Pedro, he got his warning eyes. He just whispered quietly and sped up his pace of leaving.

Pedro just stood in the same place, quietly watching Feng Xun holding the seventh day of summer in his arms, leaving his own casino. His figure went further and further, until he disappeared in his sight, he still did not move.

"Boss..." Lacey knew that her boss was in a bad mood. She couldn't help stepping forward and comforted him in a low voice: "actually..."

However, Pedro didn't want to listen to these comforts. He waved his hand to interrupt her and said in a light tone: "you don't have to say anything to comfort me. I put forward the gambling game. This is my last chance. I thought I could win him no matter what. I didn't expect that I lost in the end. I lost to my own mentality and also lost to luck..."

When he said this, he hesitated and said: "maybe everything is really destined. It's destined that the little mute won't belong to me, and it's also destined that I can't get such focused love..."

Pedro sighed, rubbed his eyebrows, went back to the table, picked up the cigar box, and began to light his cigar.

"Boss, I see..." Richie wanted to say something, but he was winked by Lacey, indicating that he didn't need to say more.

"Let's go out first and leave the boss alone for a while!" With these words, Lacey turned and left here first, while Richie hesitated for a moment and waved to the others. All the people turned and left the room, leaving Pedro alone.

Pedro took two puffs of his cigar, puffed out a ring in the air, got up and poured himself half a glass of whisky. He drank it slowly and closed his eyes slowly. Every move of the seventh day of summer and the words he had said to himself were constantly in his mind.

"Pedro, you can never compare with Feng Xun, and you don't understand the feelings between me and Feng Xun..."

"Don't you think that's ridiculous, Pedro? You try your best to do so much just to satisfy your sense of conquest. What you have for me is desire for conquest, not love! "

"Pedro, you must die! Even if Feng Xun dies, he will always live in my heart. I will never give up my heart to other men! "

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He once tried to kiss her, but she angrily picked up the knife, and even threatened her with the determination to die. In order to get close to her, he even took the initiative to arrange candlelight dinner for her, but only got her sarcasm

He tried to close the distance between himself and her, but now it seems that all these efforts, how ridiculous, he seems to lose this gamble to Feng Xun, is his lack of luck, in fact, from the beginning, he lost!

He lost because he didn't know her earlier and he lost because he was in the dark and couldn't be pulled by her in the sunshine. As she said, they were not destined to be in the same world!

With a deep sigh, Pedro raised his glass, drank the whiskey, took another puff of his cigar, turned down the path and turned to the room where the big screen was placed.

When he and Feng Xun are gambling, she stands in front of this screen and quietly watches all this. She is probably as nervous as them, for fear that Feng Xun will lose!

The fruit on the tea table is almost untouched, while the water cup is obviously passive, and there is still mineral water in it.

He picked up the unfinished cup, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it, as if he could feel her breath and taste, and drank the rest of the water at one go.

Cool mineral water belly, as if to disperse the wisp of intoxication!

If this scene is seen by her, maybe she will feel that he has some abnormal, but he is just a little greedy, she brings him different feelings

His madness has never been denied by others, but in fact, he only wants one point, which has not been obtained since childhood, and is not contaminated with any impurity feelings!

Pedro put down his water cup, put out his cigar in the ashtray, as if to say goodbye to what he had done for her, turned and strode out of the room.