"Alright, watching you deal the cards so slowly." Xize took over the cards, "Let me do it."
Soon, the three of them started a game of Dou Dizhu.
Time ticked away second by second, and Lujia's forehead was covered with sticky notes.
He tossed down his cards, laughing and sighing, "This gentleman's card skills are impressive, I admit defeat."
"Thanks for letting me win," Xize said nonchalantly, "Child's play."
Di Wu Yue glanced at the blond young man, "You're not teasing me today, is the sun rising from the west?"
"I'm being nice to you and you're still not happy," Xize folded his arms, "Do you have a masochistic tendency, third-class cripple?"
"You're always the one bullying people," Di Wu Yue's ears twitched, "They're here."
Xize turned his head, just in time to see someone crawling in from the side door.
Then more people followed, all looking rather disheveled.
Di Wu Yue raised a hand, smiling and greeting, "Hi—"
