Mahjong started up once again, and this time Lin Xuanxuan sat across from Su Weifeng, making it very difficult for the two to signal each other in secret.
Underneath the electric mahjong table wasn't empty, and their feet couldn't reach each other at all. Moreover, since they were sat opposite each other, even if they could touch, they could only touch the tiles being played, complicating matters further.
Next to Meng Keqing, a small tea table was laden with snacks; one hand was playing tiles, while the other was picking up food, stuffing it into her mouth from time to time.
Women of this age all like snacks, and with Meng Keqing's temptation, Qiao Yushan and Lin Xuanxuan also picked up something to eat from time to time.
The clacking sound of playing mahjong.
The crunching sound of eating snacks.
Su Weifeng felt as if he were playing cards with three little mice.
Soon after, Meng Keqing's foot stepped on Su Weifeng's foot again.