Dreams have a huge capacity as a carrier, and deep sleep may make you feel like a long time has passed in just ten minutes.
The hut next to the Jingda Lake, the water vapor makes the wind soft in the sunny hut, the pure white gauze curtains are blowing, the expensive swivel chair next to the desk, the PS4 on the small tea table in front of the widescreen TV, and the bar at the kitchen door lush green radishes,
The wind chimes hanging on the railing of the balcony door sway gently, the pure white floor and the ice cubes in the glass, in this beautiful atmosphere like a youth movie,
Looking at the daily scene of Gou Yu smearing cream on the cake in the kitchen, propping one side of his cheek to let the breeze blow his hair, Fang Ran looked quiet and gentle, enjoying this moment of peace and daily life, he lowered his eyes and smiled ecstatically. .
How should I put it, although it is a bit abrupt, but... .
I really want to look small or wear a halter sweater once.
Sitting next to him and looking at model magazines, Meng Lang looked at Fangran, who had been in a daze for a second, suddenly criss-crossed and glued to his chin, his mouth twitched with speechless eyes.
Dude must be thinking about something fucking again...
"Captain, I tried to make a new cake, do you want to try it?"
How on earth can I get little or wear a halter sweater... .
Fangran, who was indifferent to the tasting invitations that he had rushed past in the past, lowered his eyes and seriously thought about this question.
"team leader?"
Then at the moment when Gou Yu asked again, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind!
"Hey! Little or! Brother! Let's play a game!"
"It's okay to play, but why is it so sudden?"
Putting down the plate with the cut cake, Gou Yu also sat at his seat at the small table. Looking at him, Gou Yu asked a little strangely, and then saw Fangran's answer floating in his eyes:
"Yeah... Actually, I've always longed for it, that is... the kind of high-level girls like Sister Ming Ling who play with other people at parties..."
And listening to his explanation that was so suspicious that it couldn't be more suspicious, Meng Lang held his "study materials" with a grinning and sneering expression of "brother, I've seen through you":
"Oh, anyway, brother, you must be beating something again..."
"A party game with a punishment element."
"So what are we going to play? (Decidedly solemn)"
Gou Yu: "..."
Brother Meng, you changed your mind too quickly. Your intention to see the captain make a fool of yourself is written all over your face.
And is it my illusion that I always feel a sense of unease...
Seeing that the two guys in front of him looked eager to try and couldn't wait to start, Gou Yu sighed helplessly, then looked at Fangran and asked:
"Well, what about the rules?"
"Hmm, hum, hum... hum, hum, hum!!!"
Hearing that Xiao Or had finally fallen into his own trap, Fangran lowered his hair and let out a "Planning Pass" three-part smile, then suddenly took out the lottery box, marker pen, turntable, sticky notes and headband, and stood up with his eyes wide open. Slap the table and shout!
"Let's play a game where we randomly draw NG words written by others and wear them on the forehead. Whoever is induced to say it will draw their own punishment from the box that provides ten punishments for each person!!!!"
"Wow... It's really a game whose name means rules are easy to understand..."
Seeing the proposal he yelled out with such enthusiasm, Meng Lang curled his lips at Fang Ran, who was still disgusted by his naming ability, but in the next second, his whole body seemed to be burning with fighting spirit, and he slapped the table with his eyes wide open!
"But oh Moses! Brother! I accept your challenge!"
And looking at this scene, looking at these two careless things who slapped the table at every turn,
Gou Yu silently glanced at the turntable, sticky notes, headbands, markers and the opaque lottery box used to draw punishment conditions on the table.
I don't know when, but I've gotten used to the setting that the captain can take out everything...
"Each person writes an NG word for each other, which cannot be repeated, and then writes ten punishments and puts them in the box, and in order to increase the undeterminable randomness, a 'transfer sign' is also added to the punishment box!"
Blocking it with his arm, like a primary school student who was afraid that his deskmate would copy his answers, Fangran, who had written all the sticky notes, had a flash of light in his eyes, and raised the corner of his mouth to push his non-existent glasses!
"Not only can you skip the punishment, but you can also randomly select another person to suffer for you!"
"How about it? Old brother who is in the way, if you are afraid, you'd better quit the game with me right now!"
"Oh! That's what I want! Let the horses come, brother!"
Looking at meng lang after deliberately provoking, as expected, he had a confident look with his arms around him. On the surface, he pretended to be a passionate Fangran, but he secretly smiled evilly and madly in his heart!
Humph, my stupid old brother,
I'm afraid you still don't know what the existence of the transfer sign means to me who has created cards,
As long as I put my hand into the box and conjure a transfer lottery, I will be invincible, and my chances of getting caught or being punished will be increased by half!
And most importantly, it seems that each person who writes ten cards will be punished with a 1/30 probability,
but! ! !
me! ! !
Ten of them were all about wearing halter sweaters!
Supervising each other, they put both the transfer lottery and the penalty slip into the lottery box. Fangran glanced at the two "targeted" NG sticky notes he had written for Meng Lang and Gou Yu respectively, and secretly stole the "desire sauce" in his heart. laugh.
The possibility of losing accounts for half, plus nearly one-third of the possibility of winning, that is to say, about 1/6 of the probability of seeing Xiao or wearing a halter sweater, plus my two tailor-made Made to order sticky notes... .
Ehehe~ Ehehehe~ Ehehehehe~~~! ! !
"Huh? Junior, what are you playing?"
And at this moment, the tall and beautiful figure who seemed to have just come back from school and was walking up the skylight stairs heard what they said, and leaned over to Fangran, Xia Yao said with a slightly interested smile.
"It looks very interesting, can you bring me one?"
"Forehead... ."
The moment she heard what she said, Fangran, who was thinking about something in his heart, suddenly froze.
Tooth white... wait, more senior sisters, in this case...
"Well, it just so happens that we haven't started yet, so let me explain the rules to you, Sister Xia."
But there was no reason for the refusal. Seeing that Gou Yu had agreed, Fangran had no time to figure out the probability of success for one more person, so he gritted his teeth slightly and made up his mind.
No choice but to go up!
Then, after explaining the rules clearly to Xia Yao and preparing to end the lottery,
Round 1.
The moment after the card draw was over, he quickly glanced around the heads of the others. On Xia Yao's head was 'work', and on Gou Yu's head was 'mobile phone'. Seeing that none of them were written by himself, Fang Ran secretly thought Slightly frowned and clicked his tongue.
Cut... didn't hit it...
Then, after seeing Meng Lang's head on top, Fangran criss-crossed his face in front of his face and smiled maliciously,
Meng Lang, who was also looking around at the side, also rubbed his chin with a villainous smile after seeing the top of Fangran's head. Both of them had the same thought at the moment.
It's up to you! ×2
And looking at the two of them with 'brother' written on their heads and 'brother' written on the other,
Gou Yu was slightly speechless with a complicated face.
How should I put it, the two of you really have a good understanding in this kind of place.
"Brother, let me ask you..."
"Crack!"
Fangran, who was about to trick Meng Lang into calling him, immediately heard Meng Lang yell at the desk, and grabbed his shoulder with a honeyed smile.
"Congratulations, brother, you are the first to lose a round."
"ah!?"
Fangran, who thought he was sure of winning, was stupefied at his defeat at the speed of light, then took off the sticky note on his forehead, and after seeing the two big characters'brother' written on it, his expression instantly became constipated.
"Fuck! Brother, you bastard, you plot against me!!!"
A calm and smug smile appeared on his face, followed by meng lang's dark and evil face, he grabbed Fangran with his hands, and threatened every word like a usury debt collector:
"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, the punishment rules are absolute, brother, you shouldn't be playing, no, playing, right?"
Damn... there's nothing I can do, but it's okay, I still have insurance.
Seeing Meng Lang's ugly face, Fangran gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, then reached out to the lottery box, but...
Snapped!
The moment he was about to reach in, he was grabbed by meng lang.
"Sack of bridge beans, I remember that someone's ability is to change things, right? Could it be that they want to conjure up a 'transfer sign' to cheat? Ah, brother?"
"Damn! Brother, you actually guessed..."
A big face approached Fangran, who was staring closely at the panicked one, and Meng Lang, who questioned with a fierce voice that scared a crying child, smiled evilly and arrogantly in his heart.
Hmph, my naive brother, do you think I haven't guessed your plan
"In order to prevent you from cheating with your abilities, brother, I will draw your punishment for you, hahaha,"
Suddenly let out a gloating laugh, Meng Lang's movements became wild in an instant, regardless of Fangran's desperate efforts to stop him, he inserted himself into the lucky draw box, laughing and roaring triumphantly!
"Your turn, Do ro-!!!"
I shouted desperately in my heart, 'It must be the one I wrote! ', before Fangran cheated, he slapped the punishment note in front of everyone and made it public!
Then... .
Hugging each other tightly at the small table, they were both expressionless and black-faced. Fangran said silently, as if his eyes had died without any fluctuation in his voice:
"Brother, do you regret exposing me?"
"you shut up."
Looking at the two people who were embracing tightly, Gou Yu picked up the punishment note drawn out by Meng Lang in a slightly speechless manner, which read:
—Hold tight for ten seconds with the person who wrote NG words for himself.
Um... Could this be...
Glancing at Xia Yao, who was smiling and pretty, who was wearing a beautiful milky white shirt today, Gou Yu suddenly fell silent.
That... Could it be that I've been involved in a rather nasty game mixed with all kinds of desires...
Round 2.
Quickly sweeping away the crowd, seeing that the top of Gou Yu's head said 'like' this time, and it was still not a note written by himself, Fangran clicked his tongue again, but this time he decided to take the initiative even if it wasn't!
But after seeing that no one spoke first, and remembering the lessons learned from his failure in the last round, Fang Ran was silent for a while, then looked at Gou Yu seriously and solemnly, and spoke in a very concise and simple way based on his strengths:
"Small huo, What do you like?"
While looking at the top of his head, Jean secretly rejoiced. Meng Lang, who had made up his mind that Fangran must be tricked, was instantly shocked by his shamelessness.
"Damn it! English? Brother, how can you be more shameless..."
"Crack!"
But before he could finish his shocking complaints, he saw Fangran turning his head to look at him viciously, grinding his back molars and grinning ferociously.
"Heaven has a way, you don't want to go, brother, let you interrupt, come on, start your performance."
He was taken aback and took off his sticky note. Seeing the words'I rely on' written on it, Meng Lang fell silent for a moment, suddenly feeling unable to breathe.
"Damn it! How despicable! Brother, you actually write modal particles!"
"Soldiers never tire of cheating! This is called tactics! You can write if you have the ability!"
Looking at the two people who had "I rely on" written on the top of their heads, they had already started to tease each other, Gou Yu really felt that they were enough.
"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat! The punishment rule is absolute, brother, you shouldn't be playing, no, playing, right?"
Returning what Meng Lang said just now, even in the same tone, Fang Ran had the expression on his face like that of a loan shark, and grabbed him gently and forced him to speak:
"It's okay, brother, this time I will smoke for you!"
Adhering to the principle of never cheating, Fangran slammed his hand into the mouth of the box, and then raised it high!
—Play a pocky game with the person who writes NG words for yourself, and don’t bite them off in advance.
"No, wait... Brother, don't do it, you listen to me, this may be a conspiracy...!"
Round 3.
"Ka-."
"Ah, am I the one who lost this time..."
Hearing Xia Yao's interruption with a chuckle, Gou Yu was slightly taken aback.
finally come-! ! ! ! !
Fangran, who finally succeeded in achieving the locked achievement on the second page of the kissing record in the last round, watched Gou Yu reach into the lottery box, couldn't help cheering in his heart, propped his chin with one hand, and thought quickly.
There are a total of 40 penalty notes in the box, and 32 is left after subtracting 8, and none of my 10 appeared. According to the algorithm taught to me by my high school math teacher, rounding up means,
Small or this one is sure to draw back halter sweaters!
Trying to use mysterious spiritual power to interfere with the results of the lottery, Fangran, who had completely ignored what he had learned in high school out of desire, stared at Gou Yu's hand,
Then, the moment the sticky note was placed on the table to announce the results, he saw it said!
- transfer sign.
Fangran, there is nothing to love in life.jpg.
who is it! ! ! !
What bastard came up with such a pathetic rule (unacceptable)! ! !
"Transfer, then I will transfer."
Watching the pointer on the turntable turn, Fangran felt that he suddenly realized a very serious problem out of nowhere.
Wait, what if I get a halter sweater
With a constipated face, Fangran watched the dial pointer turn, but it didn't stop, his heart was constantly tightened. He glanced around at Meng Lang and Gou Yu who were waiting for the result, and saw Xia Yao's beautiful figure opposite him,
Slightly taken aback, Fangran realized a worse problem.
In case... go to the senior sister and get a halter sweater, what should I do...
The moment this thought came to mind,
Fangran suddenly saw that the world in front of him was like a scene switch, without any reason, it switched to the bright moonlight time, the room was slightly illuminated by the moonlight, and the figures on both sides of the small table disappeared.
He sat in his original position and looked at the tall figure opposite him. His white and tight slender legs were pressed against the small table, and his hands were wrapped around his neck. At this time, this extremely seductive posture, and everything in front of him at this angle,
Fangran suddenly felt extremely thirsty, and the moment he subconsciously stretched out his hands to do something,
He inexplicably figured out that he didn't actually want to see Gou Yu in a backless sweater.
After thinking about this point clearly, in the room where only the two of them were slightly illuminated by the moonlight, Fangran heard Xia Yao's ambiguous words softly biting his earlobe.
"Then junior, do you actually want to see me put it on?"
No! Wait... no no no! What's the situation! Why am I here!
Although he is a participant, he is also a boy who has just grown up. Once again, he realized that he was living with a beautiful opposite sex. His agitated lust was slightly awake and he felt strange thoughts rising in disorder.
Fangran, who was shaken to the extreme, always vaguely felt that he seemed to have some means to deal with this situation.
Then before I feel like I can't control myself, I subconsciously ask for help!
In the next second, the world suddenly changed.
In the small bathroom of the plane, I leaned against the corner, a tall figure wearing a backless sweater, with a solid muscle back, buttocks, thighs, and the edge of the terrible big pectoral muscles all at a glance!
The most suffocating thing was that when he turned around, he could still see the cut on his chest cut by the Tang Dao. Looking at the moment when Meng Lang was wearing a backless sweater and himself in this small space,
Suddenly unable to move his body, Fangran's eyes widened in shock as he slowly approached him, grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, bowed his head affectionately and said:
"Dude... do you know why this dress is called a virgin killer..."
...
...
"ah----!"
Waking up from the deep sleep that he had fallen into because he hadn't had a good rest in the past two nights, Fangran felt that he was almost killed and shivered violently. He felt that the moment his body resumed his movements, he subconsciously jumped forward to dodge.
Then at the moment when he woke up with a stiff expression, he saw Osfia, who was pressed under him again with messy blond hair, gritted his teeth slightly and said:
"What are you doing?"
"Forehead... ."
Fang gained valuable experience not to use 'forced calm' in deep sleep dreams.