The Uncomfortable Encounter

"You...what's your name? Who are you looking for?" A voice echoed, and I realize there's someone at the door.

I snap back to reality and my mood has dissipated: "Is Zhou Juan here?"

"Oh!" he yelled and pushed the door open, letting me in and shouting inside, "Another fearless one has come."

I was a little scared, standing at the door hesitating if I should go in.

In the end, I thought, if I leave now, I'll run into Jiang Cheng, forget it.

I had to grit my teeth and walk in.

As soon as I entered, four people were playing mahjong around the table.

And on the couch next to the mahjong table, there was a person lying upside down, with hair covering their eyes, only exposing a high bridge of the nose and red lips.

"Zhou Juan...ancestor...wake up, another one has come, be gentler to her, don't let run out crying again." The man walked over to the couch and patted the person on it.

His eyes slowly opened from the gap in his hair, slits into a line, giving me a glimpse and making me step back in fear.

"..." He didn't speak, closed his eyes in frustration, and turned his face in another direction to continue sleeping.

"He's drunk." The man came over to relieve the awkwardness, "He's got a bad temper, don't mess with him, come over here and play."

The man gave me his seat.

"I'm here to return something, I have to go." I refused to sit over there.

"Hey... don't go, just in time, I'm going out to take a call, watch my cards for me, I'll be back in a minute." Another man went out with his phone.

"I... I don't know how." I was foolish.

As a result, the man directly came up with a sentence: "No problem, play whatever, if you lose, it's Zhou Jian's loss."

Me???

Before I could react, he had already gone.

Three were short of one, and the three people were all looking at me, as if I couldn't help watch for two minutes.

I had no choice but to sit down hard.

As a result, the man said he would be back soon, but it was half an hour without any news...

I Google while playing cards and lost until there was only a little bit of chips left.

Sweating profusely due to tension.

What should I do?

I just turned my head to look at Zhou Juan, who was sleeping, but felt a warm breath next to my ear.

A hand holding a cigarette reached out from my cheek and touched the cards in front of me, picking one and playing it.

I was so scared that my back straightened, and I turned my head to see who it was.

His lips were just one millimeter away from mine.

Zhou Juan.

He stared at me, calm and arrogant, with no intention of avoiding me.

"..." After two seconds of confrontation, I gave up and turned my head back.

Just then, smoke came out of his lips and spread on my face, making me cough instantly.

I was both anxious and angry, blushing with embarrassment.