My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 576

Chapter 576“Junior Mrs. Hopkins, don't just sit there. Come play with us.”Gary smiled warmly and beckoned Christina to come over and play poker with them.Christina shook her head. She didn’t know much about card game.“Gary, you scared her.”A few people who were playing cards together started to kick up a fuss.Just now, when Gary was on the ring, he swung his big arm and beat the Crabbie until he was blackand blue. They carried the Crabbie out and threw him into the lounge.During this process, they glanced at Christina. They didn't dare to look at her for long. Theyimmediately gathered in a pile and continued to shout and slap the table with their big hands."Straight Flush.”“Hurry up! Give me your money or give me your life. For those handsome faces, wash your butt andget ready to be prostitutes.”“Fuck you, I'll get the money back again.”“Get the money back my ass. It's useless even if the lid of your ancestors’ coffin is turned over. Lookat you. You kept three Aces. Why did you keep them? Damn it, do you want to bring them to thecoffin with you!”Christina watched this from the side, her eyes slightly open. She felt that it was very interesting evento just watch them play cards.Alan took a glass of warm water and walked over with a smile. “Junior Mrs. Hopkins, if you wantsome entertainment when you are free, you can come to the club more often to play with us.”Christina took the glass, thanked him and thought for a moment, “Did I rarely come over?”“You rarely came here except for horse riding.”“Maybe I had to take care of the baby at home. Sorry.” Christina looked a little helpless, then hereyes lit up and she asked him, “Is there a horse here? A real horse, alive?”Alan was expressionless. As far as he knew, Christina did not need to take care of the baby in theHopkins farnily. Actually, she didn’t need to do anything,*Alive Alan replied.The racetrack is in the suburbs, Mr. Hopkins taught you how to ride a horse. The jockey over theresaid you practiced well.”Christina immediately became interested. “Can I go there often?”Alan suddenly realized that it was not difficult to chat with Christina. It was easy to communicatewith her as long as she was interested, but it was said that Mr. Hopkins had spent a lot of effort tomake her his wife.So, Mr. Hopkins was really not good at picking up girls.“If you want to go over to the racetrack over there, you can call them in advance and ask them toprepare the place for you... By the way, Mr. Hopkins also specially sent you a little mare, but youdespised it for not being strong enough. I heard that after that little mare was despised by you, itbecame depressed.”The breed of that mare was very precious. Such a pity.Christina heard a lot of interesting things from Alan. She gave a faint smile.Charles looked at them for a long time and saw Christina chatting happily with the skinny andshriveled Alan.Wanting to know what they were talking about, he walked over and touched Alan with his elbow.The two men spoke in a low voice,... “Alan, what you just talked to her is more than a month'sconversation between Patrick and her.”Alan immediately became alert and stood up. His voice was stiff. “Junior Mrs. Hopkins, I havesomething else to do. You can walk around. There is a shooting range over there. You used to likeshooting...”Christina glanced at Alan, who hurriedly left, and then turned to see Charles, who was smiling slylyin front of her. She always felt that these men acted a little weirdly.“You can't blame us. Blame your husband.” Charles looked very innocent.Christina ignored him and walked towards the shooting range alone.From afar, she saw Lucy with noise-canceling headphones and protective glasses on her head. Shestood upright on her side with sharp eyes. She held a gun with one hand in her right hand. Bang.Bang. Bang... Three shots in a row were right on the center.She didn't know much about Lucy, but she had to admit that this woman was really cool.She was curious about what the club people usually did, especially Lucy. She held the gunprofessionally. You can't play this now” Suddenly, a deep voice came from behindChristina turned her head and saw Patrick walking towards herThe recoil of the gun would worsen her woundPatrick saw that she had been watching Lucy shoot and thought that she got angry again. “I'll teachyou when your wound is healed,” he said subconsciously."Oh, okay.”Christina never thought that he would offer to teach her,Seeing that he was already standing in front of her, she was a little embarrassed. She got along wellwith the rest of the club, but she didn't know what to talk to Patrick about.Christina glanced around and saw a gun on the table. She walked over and held it in her hand tofeel it. It was cold and heavyShe casually found a topic. “Our sons are missing. Can you replace them?”“Don’t worry,” Patrick said calmly and took the gun from her hand,"Don't play. It's easy to discharge accidentally.”Patrick knew his way around and immediately disassembled the gun into parts and snapped it backto the table.He didn't want her to play with the gun, so he dismantled the gun.Patrick still stared at her intensively, as if he were guarding a pet or a child. He would immediatelystop her if she took unusual actions.Christina blushed slightly, and her eyes were flashed with mild admiration. She said vaguely, “You,teach me how to pretend back.” She pointed at the pile of gun parts on the table.Patrick did not agree and reached out to touch her forehead.Patrick was not one of those idle young masters. His hands were very big, and she felt his fingertipsa little rough. He stroked her forehead gently, which was a little itchy."... The wound is very deep and can easily cause inflammation and a high fever.”Patrick looked into her eyes and suddenly said, “If you feel unwell, you must tell me. Because sheblushed easily now*I dont have a fever.” Christina muttered, but her face was very red,Patrick's eyes were even more intense. He lowered his head and kissed her hard on the lipsHe hugged and kissed her quickly and forcefully, which gave her no chance to struggle. Christinawas stunned until her body was a little weak and her lips were hot. She was suffocated a littlePatrick let go of her first and whispered hoarsely, brushing the heat in her ear.... “Don’t look at melike that.”After all, it was a public occasion. He needed to restrain himself. Patrick recently found it a littledifficult to resist.“Don’t run around. I'll take you home later.”He said this and strode towards the bathroom.Christina felt hot and dizzy, unable to react at all.His word seemed to indicate that she was seducing him.After Christina figured it out, she felt a little embarrassed. This man really thought too much.He took the initiative and then he blamed her for this.Why didn’t she push him away? Christina's cheeks were flushed again. She reacted to his kiss tooseriously, as if her body was cooperating instinctively.Just now, when Patrick kissed her intimately, a few guys watched them kiss shamelessly. In order toget rid of the embarrassment, Christina immediately walked around.Soon, she looked at a globe on the wooden cabinet in the waiting roomShe turned the globe as if she was looking for something carefully.Lucy, who was at the shooting range, took off her noise-canceling headphones and protectiveglasses and shook her sole shoulders. Today, she had practiced enough. She stretched her arms andwas about to have a donk with Gary and others to relax,Lucy's eyes were sharp She caught sight of Christina's weird expression in the waiting room, and herfingers kept cooling the globe“What are you looking for on this globe?” Lucy approached herCivistina did not look up, confused, “Why wasn't those islands marked?”According to the geographical coordinates of the map she got, some islands should be marked inthis direction of south the Atlantic, but they were not on the globe, as if the island did not exist forthe whole world

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