C95 Final Beat

As the night deepened, Faang Xiaoyu's beautiful face flushed red. Looking at the money in his pocket, he went to someone else's pocket for nothing. Even a rich girl like her couldn't help but feel a little vexed.

"He sure is pissed." Faang Xiaoyu slapped another bill, blew on it and said unwillingly.

"Miss, this thing depends on luck." Among the four of them