"puff!"
"a ha ha ha!"
"My god, this question is too explosive!"
Everyone burst into laughter, except Mu Ziyin's handsome face, which turned purple. Of course, Lan Fuchu was an exception. From the beginning of the game until now, he had maintained his usual cold and expressionless face, without even frowning.
Ji Chensi almost fell off the table with laughter, "Su Yi, Su Yi, if I can't adapt to the local climate, I will adapt to you."
Su Yi smiled brightly, "He was the one who insisted on asking. I told him it was better to just take the risk, but he still didn't believe me and insisted on asking me all the questions. I had no choice but to do it."
"That's too much." Song Yan'an scolded her, but there was obviously no blame in his eyes.
Su Yi pouted slightly and looked at Mu Ziyin, "Okay, if you can't answer this question, I'll change it."
Mu Ziyin stiffened his neck and said stubbornly, "Who said I can't answer it?"
Su Yi pretended to look at him differently, tilted his neck back slightly, and looked surprised, "Do you really want to answer?"
"answer."
"Come on, I was just kidding you."
"No, I have to answer now!"
Su Yi frowned, thinking that things had gotten out of hand, and secretly glanced at Mu Ziyin's expression, then casually said, "Well, if you really want to answer, just tell Ji Chensi your size."
"!" Ji Chensi's expression was full of disgust, "Why me? I don't want to know such a vulgar answer."
Su Yi glanced at Lan Fuchu, who had an expressionless face. Just when he was about to throw this hot potato at him and disgust him, Song Yanan spoke up, "Then tell me."
Several people looked at Song Yanan at the same time.
Ji Chensi said with a teasing expression, "Oh my god, I didn't expect you, Yan An, to have such a strong taste!"
Mu Ziyin: “…”
Song Yanan: “…”
Su Yi laughed out loud.
Finally, Mu Ziyin couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Forget it, I won't answer! Let's take a big risk!"
So the punishment Mu Ziyin picked out was: [Imitate the way ancient prostitutes solicited customers].
Mu Ziyin: “…”
There is a kind of sadness that seems to be the end of me.
Ji Chensi and Su Yi read the note and laughed at the same time. In fact, they really didn't want to make things difficult for Mu Ziyin, but who knew that the weather was not good. No, it should be said that God deliberately wanted to go against Mu Ziyin today.
Mu Ziyin had no choice but to unbutton one of his suit buttons, lift it to his shoulder, and pose in front of everyone in a charming manner. He blinked his long eyelashes and said with a sweet smile, "Master, come over and play~"
"Poof!" Su Yi laughed so hard that he fell on the table.
The others were not much better, they were all rolling around, laughing so hard that they couldn't stop. Although Mu Ziyin was a bit unlucky, the atmosphere on the field began to warm up because he was willing to accept the loss.
When the wine bottle fell into Ji Chensi's hands, it would not always go to the person it wanted to go to. Instead, it became irregular. Several people became kings and played many hilarious spoof punishments. In the end, in order to make the game more interesting, everyone simply omitted the truth or doubt part. Anyone drawn by the king would directly enter the adventure.
The atmosphere was a bit too high.
When the wine bottle spun for the Nth time, it finally stopped on the coldest man tonight, Lan Fuchu.
Everyone stared slightly, some not knowing how to react.
Zhou Caner was afraid that the atmosphere would become awkward if no one spoke, so she immediately brought a cardboard box for Lan Fuchu to draw.
Although Lan Fuchu had a cold personality, he was not the kind of person with low emotional intelligence who was self-centered and always made things difficult for others. He stretched out a bony hand, pulled out a piece of paper from the cardboard box, and then remained silent.
Zhou Caner quickly uncovered the name on the note for him, "It's Su Yi."
Lan Fuchu was almost invisibly stunned for a moment.
Su Yi: “!”
Mu Ziyin burst into an exaggerated laugh, "Hahaha, sister Su Yi, you have come to this day too! It's really a turn of events, it's getting more and more interesting. Third brother, hurry up and draw the punishment content, I can't wait to see it."
Lan Fuchu didn't move at all.
Mu Ziyin quickly added fuel to the fire and brought a cardboard box.
Lan Fuchu glanced at him indifferently, his eyes as indifferent as glass.
Mu Ziyin waited expectantly, but Lan Fuchu didn't take any further action. He felt anxious, so he helped him draw the paper from the punishment box, "Let me help Third Brother."
The punishment was read out by Zhou Caner: "Please ask the punished person to propose to the king, kneel down on one knee, and say: If I don't propose to you, I will regret it for the rest of my life, because you are my only one."
Lan Fuchu was startled again when he heard that, and then he remained silent for a moment, indifferent and cold, as if he was not involved in the matter, yet graceful and elegant like a beautiful and distant oil painting.
But Su Yi said: "..."
Mu Ziyin was very happy. After waiting for so long, it was finally Su Yi's turn to suffer. He laughed out loud, "It's really the law of nature. No one can escape it."
Su Yi: “…”
"Sister Su Yi, you have finally come to this day. Haha, I am so happy. Come on, let the storm come even harder. Kneel down and propose to me."
Su Yi: “…”
In fact, if this king was someone else, Su Yi would have accepted it. After all, this was just a game and there was no need to take it too seriously. But the person was Lan Fuchu, whose face was as cold as ice and snow. She really couldn't say anything to Lan Fuchu in front of that face. Besides, they had a grudge against each other.
Su Yi hesitated.
But Mu Ziyin, who was speechless just now, would not let her go. He pushed her in front of Lan Fuchu impatiently and said, "Hurry up, kneel down and propose to me, and say, 'You are the only one for me.'"
“…” Su Yi frowned deeply.
Just when Mu Ziyin was about to urge her to act again, Su Yi suddenly figured it out. Forget it, isn't it just a game? She was willing to accept the loss and she went all out.
Facing everyone's gaze, Su Yi knelt on one knee, then slowly raised her head. Her long eyelashes froze on her face, forming two beautiful, curved silhouettes.
She looked at Lan Fuchu above her head, her eyes fixed, as if containing two bright stars, "Little... Lan Fuchu."
As soon as I opened my mouth, I subconsciously wanted to call him "Xiaodaibi".
Su Yi was slightly stunned. He originally just wanted to recite that line, but he accidentally wanted to call him "idiot" out of habit. Even Su Yi himself was stunned.
Lan Fuchu frowned slightly.
What caught my eye was a woman kneeling on one knee, with her head tilted back and her curly hair hanging lazily around her waist, making her face look beautiful and pure.
"If I don't propose to you, I will regret it for the rest of my life, because you are my only one..." Su Yi gritted her teeth and said this with affection.
The whole audience gasped in surprise.
I really admire Su Yi. Facing Lan Fuchu's cold face with such a strong aura, she not only remained calm, but also was able to be so affectionate. Although it was fake, I also admire her courage and guts.
When Lan Fuchu heard this, he turned his head away, and a dark murderous look flashed in his calm eyes.
After the punishment, Su Yi smiled, stood up from the ground, patted the dust off her skirt, turned to look at Mu Ziyin's surprised face, "See? If you are willing to accept defeat, you should be like me, without any anger or complaints in your heart."
"Tsk~" Mu Ziyin rolled his eyes and went back to drinking.
Su Yi followed and got a glass of wine. After taking two sips, he turned his head away and slightly drooped his eyelashes where no one could see.
In the shadows, there was no longer a bright smile on her face, but rather she looked a bit dazed and hadn't come back to her senses.
Looking at the white wine in the glass, she didn't know what she was thinking. She tilted her head slightly and drank all the vodka in her hand.
The strong liquor poured into the stomach from the throat, giving rise to a burning sensation.
Su Yi pursed her lips, as if she felt nothing at all.
In fact, I feel very uncomfortable.
Maybe others regarded that sentence as a funny joke, but in her heart, it was a dull pain.
The only...
He really was once the only person I ever loved, but now...
Su Yi suddenly felt like a failure. Why did she have to act so distraught when others hated her so much? Who was she showing it to? Lan Fuchu, who hated her so much that he could only mock her? Oh, had she really fallen to such a pathetic state
Thinking of this, Su Yi shook her head and laughed at herself. Fortunately, the lights were dim, which could conceal her true emotions well. She reached out and poured another glass of liquor and drank it all.
The game goes on.
It’s just that it’s no longer Su Yi’s turn.
She sat among a group of people with a glass of vodka, feeling worried, and a pretended numb smile on her face.
There are funnier things coming up. This chapter was originally scheduled for tomorrow, but it was released first, so I changed 1 to 5. Tomorrow’s chapter will start with 2. I can only change the correct chapter name after I finish the work, so don’t misunderstand me, my dears.
(End of this chapter)