Book1:TeDream-Maker
书迷正在阅读：信我，我真是来拯救世界的 , 死亡档案 , 林可儿的不妙冒险 , 【代号鸢】逾越 , 在修仙界的一百种死法【繁体】 , 《我只是想飞升，结果成了穿越者群主？ , 怀中抱石番外 , ［综］人妻守则 , 家主管教美人们的日常spsm , 【骨科】要我一直当变态吗 , 不匹配的婚姻（ABO） , 背靠凤凰好成仙
nw，whileoswherepatronslosttotheownerswereprohibited,gamblinghousesmaylegallyprovidesiteforpeoplewhowaogambleamongthemselves，andtheycouldtakeapertageofthewinningsasission．ThereforetheownersofthegambtinghouselookeduponrichtslikeMr．Kaffeeastheirbreadandbutter,andfawhemunabashedly．Richardwouldnothavenormallybeenadmittedtothisexclusiveroom，butbeinganolder，hekheattendants，andtheywereawarehehad35，000onhim，sotheygrudginglylethimpcetheminimumbetoryhisluck．Richard’sheartwasinaflurry．Ifhelost，Jamaz’shospitalbillsandhisitmenttoYokowouldbeallgoifhewon，hiswinningswoulddoubleortriple，andifhewoimessecutively,why,hewouldbemade!Suchwasthegambler’sdream,soeasilyinftedandwhieverknewwhentostop,whichwasthecrucialpoiweenwinningandlosing． Mr．Kaffeesattheredetachlypuffingathiscigar，butRichard’seyesweregluedtothetable,whilergebeadsofperspirationstoodoutonhisforehead．Mr．Kaffee’slewdeyesfellonYoko，standingbesideRichardaookstockofherupanddown．Yokobowedherheadinembarrassment．Mr．Kaffeesmiledandentedrudelytohispanions， 9 "That’satastydish!"EveryohetableughedandlookeddesdinglyatthegirenseandobviouslydesperatepaniohecardsopenedupRichardunfortunatelylost，asdidmostoftheothers．Mr．Kaffeewasthesolewinnerandchipsstackeduphighinfrontofhim．Richardlookedaround．Insuchmercilessandcoldlypracticalsurroundingstherewasnosympathy,nopity．Whatcouldhedo?Hestooduptogo． "Stop!ebackhere,”cameMr．Kaffee’sarrogantvoice．"I’llgiveyouanotherce．I’llbet10,000.Ifyoulose，givemethatgirlwhoiswithyou.Youarenotworthyofsuchatenderandjuicymeatanyway.”Richard’sselfrespectwasdeeplyhurt,butwhatwasselfrespethisgamblinghouse?HeturnedhisheadtolookatYoko．Atthesametime,Ileenwaseyeioowithenvyandjealousy．Expensively-dressedaifullymadeup,Ileenwasayoungwomanthatturnedheadswherevershewent，butherebeforeherwasyouth，eandnaturalbeauty,whichhadcaughtMr．Kaffee’seyeinspiteofthecheapdressandentation．ButYokowasshakingherheadandsaying， "Nobigdeal.What’sinaloss?Ifwelose,welose.There’salwaysaime．eo’sgo.”Shetookhisarmawowalkeddejectedlyoutofthegamblinghouse．Theywentoutontothecoldloreets,feelingsnubbedandhumiliated．Richardwasstilldevastatedandsaid， "IfIhadknown，Iwouldn’thavegoall．Wewouldstillhavethe35,000ahingwouldbefine.” "What’sdoneisdoneandotbeundone．Neverregret．That’sAmalia’sruleandmioo.”Richardfeltbad，butYoko’swarmhandinhismadehimfeelbetter． "Yht．It’snighttime．Let’sgoawhatwe.”Yokouoodhimperfectlyawofiguresdisappearedintothedarkness,whichwaslikesoft，bckvelvet，lightlycthesleepih．Thenightwaslikeanunfathomabletreasure，whereifyouwouldonlygoahereyouwouldfind． Uhemoonlight，asbrightandwarmassunshine,yDimitriandMedusa，feelingfortablyrexed,liketwoprimitivemammalsrestinginthefieldsafterthefieryheatofmatingonaspringnight．Buttheirmatingwasnotoneofanimallust,aninborninstincttoventtheirsexualurgeandpropagatetheirspecies．No,theirswasthemationofthehighestandse,mutualloveaofthebody．Dimitri’shandscaressedthevoluptuousbodyofMedusa,ohemostfearedofmonsters，butnowthemostloyalofsubjects．Medusa,oherhand,wastreasur