Fierce Love: Dawn Mystery

When Mo Bei was driving, he saw Kim turning his head with disdain on his face, and he knew that the cars behind him had been fully exposed. In fact, with Kim's insight, he never expected anyone to follow behind him. undetected.

"Don't put on such a dead face, it's always good to have more people."

"Make a big deal out of a molehill."

"Bold guy, no matter how you say it, this place is someone else's territory. Now you are equivalent to dancing hula in Antarctica."

"I prefer the North Pole, where there are bears."

Just like the usual jokes, he was easily taken over by him. Sometimes Mo Bei really wondered what kind of situation would make him have a little nervous and serious expression.

"I'm hungry." Kim said this more seriously than before.

Mo Bei sighed, he shouldn't have expected it: "Go down and eat."

"Why don't you buy it back for me to eat, baby?" Kim raised an eyebrow, the woman didn't know how it worked last time.

"Yeah, yeah, I don't know if the one sitting in the car is an MB after I buy it again."

The effect is good, I know I am afraid.

"But next time, remember to find someone with a better appearance, at least better than the public relations in Ginza. I'm very picky." Mo Bei just couldn't see Kim's scheming, and the one who dared to tease the ferocious cat was naturally the lion Such a beast.

Kim felt that the lower back seemed to be a little more sore.

After tasting almost all the breakfast in the tea restaurant, Kim stirred the straw into the iced lemon tea.

Mo Bei was ready to pay.

Kim glanced at Mo Bei's obviously underprepared wallet, took a sip of Dong Ning and said, "I remember I said I would collect money."

After paying the bill, Mo Bei only had a few small change in his wallet, so he might not be able to pay last night's price, but Kim looked eager to try, and he definitely wanted to play tricks again, so let's go crazy with him, it's not the first time.

"what do you want?"

Wanting to know what's going on, the mood suddenly became excited, and I had a premonition telling him that today will not be boring all day.

Kim unceremoniously grabbed a newspaper next to him. The headline on it was a maroon horse. He pointed to the horse's head excitedly and asked, "How is it, does it look like you?"

"It's not like." He said firmly, "I'm more handsome than it."

Kim put a finger in front of his eyes and shook: "No, no, no, I mean, does it have the ability to make money like you?"

"You want to bet on the horses?"

"Yeah, I don't know if you have that luck, small money becomes big money."

Mo Bei was noncommittal: "I have never learned to bet, but my luck has never been bad."

Kim smiled with a straw in his mouth, waiting for the show to begin.

In the Happy Valley area, crowds were surging, and there were people buying betting tickets and selling inside information everywhere. Since betting tickets had to be filled out before the opening of the third round, crowds began to pour into the venue at this time, and Kim was watching intently. The big screen picks the horse.

"Have you decided which horse to choose?" Mo Bei emptied his wallet, and there really wasn't much left.

Kim's eyes wandered between horse number three and horse number eight, and his expression was extremely tangled. If this continues, he might not be able to make a decision until the opening.

Mo Bei touched his chin and said, "If it's me, I'll choose number eight."

"Why?" Kim asked.

"Although No. [-] looks ordinary, he has a beautiful body, well-proportioned muscles, and black and shiny hair all over his body, and I just heard a few people selling horse books over there say that the horse that won the championship last month was that horse." Mo Bei hurriedly Looking at the analysis, I missed Kim's expression, he was obviously ready to habitually sing the opposite.

Kim shook his head and said without doubt: "If I were to choose number three, the bay red horse on the front page."

"Why?" Mo Bei waited for his analysis.

"No reason, sir, I look pleasing to the eye." The old problem happened again.

Mo Bei raised all the money in front of Kim and shook it: "I only have the money to buy one bet, what are you going to do?"

"Bet on number three, that's right." Kim drew a circle towards number three, and pushed a little further in the middle, "This is the ultimate secret."

"I can't put my money in a gamble that I know I'm going to lose."

"How do you know that number three will definitely lose."

"Arrogant soldiers are bound to be defeated, just look at its self-important and unreasonable appearance."

Staring at each other for a few seconds, knowing that the other party has the same tenacious character as himself, Kim decisively took out his wallet and slammed the big bills to vent his anger.

"Ha, so you bring money too."

"Nonsense, come out to mess around, who doesn't bring some money for self-defense!"

After finishing speaking, Kim ran to the front desk to place bets. Mo Bei walked away refreshed, calm and relaxed, with a handful of change in his pocket. In short, he was in such a good mood that he couldn't describe it.