Chapter 28 Game: "Which position do you like best?"

The rules of the Witch's Poison Game: There are 16 cups of wine on the table in four rows and four columns. Each person takes a turn and must choose any cup on the table to drink. Each cup corresponds to a question. The person who drinks the wine asks the question, and the other person answers. Afterward, the person who drinks the wine can ask the same question an unlimited number of times. If they cannot answer, they can kiss any part of the other person's body, but the location cannot be repeated.

Now, the first round begins.

Do you love me?

Fu Huaizhi knew the answer perfectly well. He narrowed his eyes, staring at her, still expecting an answer.

"I don't know," Song Luoyun could only give an ambiguous answer.

Fu Huaizhi pressed further, "How could you not know?"

Because she cannot directly say she doesn't love him, nor can she lie and say she loves him.

She believed that even if the question was directed at him, he would not openly admit that he loved her.

Unable to answer, she placed her hands on Fu Huaizhi's shoulders and gently kissed his lips.

Fu Huaizhi's eyes turned cold as he gripped her neck, increasing the pressure.

He whispered in her ear, "Song Luoyun, you don't have to be so honest."

Release her and proceed to the second round.

The pungent taste of alcohol stung her throat, and it took Song Luoyun a while to catch her breath before she picked up the note below.

"If you could choose to stay inside my body for a day, where would you choose?"

...What kind of question is this?!

Song Luoyun frowned, and the roots of her ears had already turned red.

"In the mouth," Fu Huaizhi replied immediately.

Song Luoyun was stunned for a while before realizing what he meant.

Unable to continue the question, she quickly said, "It's your turn."

"Aren't you going to ask any more questions?" Fu Huaizhi asked with a mocking look in his eyes.

She said, "There's nothing to ask."

"Why not? For example, ask me what part of your mouth I want to eat, or, is it only for one day? Maybe I want to do it with you every day."

Song Luoyun just wanted to cover his mouth.

I also wanted to take a knife and kill Fu Yuxuan. Why would I prepare such a question?

Fu Huaizhi let her go and drank another glass of wine.

Do you still have anything your ex gave you?

"No." Song Luoyun replied without hesitation.

Fu Zeming wasn't her ex; they weren't together.

Fu Huaizhi pressed on, "What did he give you?"

"No, really."

"You know who I'm asking."

The pursuer was too close; that eye was fixed on her, its light, like the flickering candlelight in the dim light, seemed to be a signal to capture its prey.

Song Luoyun could only say, "Yes, I did give it to you; it was a gift between friends."

"What is it?" Fu Huaizhi insisted.

"...bracelets, clothes, puzzles, and so on."

"Haven't thrown it away yet?"

"..."

She doesn't have many things and doesn't usually throw them away. Besides, some of the things Fu Zeming gave her were necessities that she would use regularly.

Remembering something, Fu Huaizhi suddenly got up and walked towards the bedroom.

I rummaged through drawers and cabinets and pulled out a lot of things.

Her electric toothbrush was a gift from Fu Zeming, and the bottom was engraved with the letters: M&Y.

Her earphones were also a gift from Fu Zeming; the protective case was open, and inside were the same logos.

Her sunglasses and coin purse were all Fu Zeming's creations.

When I grabbed her hand, I saw that even her watch was engraved with those letters.

"Oh……"

Fu Huaizhi suddenly laughed: "You really cherish the things he gave you."

Suddenly, as if provoked, he ripped open her clothes and scrutinized the logo on her bra.

"No, that's impossible..." Song Luoyun couldn't stand being touched by him and quickly said, "No, it's just that the things he gave me are quite useful, and it would be a pity to throw them away."

Most importantly, she would reciprocate every gift she received from Fu Zeming. Although the gifts were within her means, she still spent a lot of money on them. These items were essentially bought at a discount, so she could only make do with them.

"Throw them away," Fu Huaizhi ordered. "I'll replace them all with new ones."

"That's just a symbol. I don't have him in my heart, and I won't be affected by a symbol." Song Luoyun tried to clear her name of her sins.

Fu Huaizhi chuckled: "Not going to throw it away? Wait for me to set this place on fire?"

He was always easily provoked, and Song Luoyun suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the Adam's apple.

The object pressed against his lips kept rolling, the sound stopped, and his emotions calmed down.

Fu Huaizhi picked the person up and carried them back to the side hall.

This round is now over.

It was Song Luoyun's turn again. Her question was: "What were your feelings for me when you first met me?"

Fu Huaizhi only let her take a small sip, snatched the cup from her hand, swirled it, and lightly sipped it over the lip print.

As if seriously considering the question, he said, "Fragile, but vibrant, quite interesting."

Song Luoyun thought for a moment.

On that day on the cruise ship, she didn't seem distressed at all. Besides, she was vibrant... She only confided her recent troubles, and there were no images related to her vibrant life.

How could he interpret it that way?

"Was that the first time we met?" she asked.

Fu Huaizhi: What do you think?

"You fouled," she whispered.

Fu Huaizhi smiled before admitting, "No."

Song Luoyun tried hard to search for images related to him, but unfortunately there were none, which made her doubt the truth of his words.

Fu Huaizhi's next glass of wine: "When did you like me the most?"

Song Luoyun mentally organized her thoughts: "When I'm not losing my temper."

"Continue." Fu Huaizhi let her lean on him.

“When they’re being gentle, they don’t force me or say anything harsh,” Song Luoyun said.

Fu Huaizhi laughed: "Am I really that bad-tempered?"

Song Luoyun nodded frantically in his heart.

Fu Huaizhi didn't need her to say it herself: "Okay, I understand."

He seemed to have deliberately tempered his temper, so he stopped asking questions and let her drink the wine before drawing the next question.

Upon seeing the question, she took a breath before saying, "When, uh, you became interested in me?"

Fu Huaizhi easily covered her joints with his hand, pulled out the paper, and glanced at it.

"If you're moved, you're moved; there's no need to hide it." There's a deeper meaning in those words.

The original question was: When did you fall for me?

"This is our second meeting," he replied.

"The second time?" Song Luoyun wondered when their second time would be.

Fu Huaizhi reminded her: "That night on the cruise ship."

"...Why?" She teased him that day; he should be angry, so why was he moved?

"There's no reason why; I don't act without considering the consequences," Fu Huaizhi said.

Song Luoyun didn't understand.

He then explained, "You just want a one-night stand with me, but I won't do that to you. The moment I slept with you, I planned our future together."

Perhaps it was the alcohol slowly taking effect, but she suddenly couldn't see Fu Huaizhi clearly anymore. Wasn't he supposed to be domineering and arrogant? How could he say such a thing?

Her vision blurred, and she asked again, "Is this your first time?"

"yes."

Song Luoyun could no longer see him clearly.

It was Fu Huaizhi's turn again.

He wasn't drunk yet, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

Which position do you like best?

Fu Yuxuan's question bank often contains these kinds of topics, which gradually make an introverted person become more extroverted.

"Everything's alright," she said.

Fu Huaizhi smiled with satisfaction: "My favorite."

"That was probably when you, that, me, were..." She stammered as she spoke.

Fu Huaizhi feigned ignorance: "Which one?"

Song Luoyun couldn't bring herself to say the word, so she used a similar one: "Dear".

"Dear?" Fu Huaizhi still asked, "Where?"

“I…” Song Luoyun said, as if she were going all out, “…”

"Oh." Fu Huaizhi laughed, "Add some."

"..."

She didn't want to ask anymore, but he answered enthusiastically, one question after another.

"I like it best when we lie on our sides."

"I can hold you, kiss your shoulder, and your back."

"I can hear you humming involuntarily."

Song Luoyun covered his mouth.

Let's just assume she lost and move on to the next round.

If you could go back in time, what would you most like to change?

Fu Huaizhi: "There's nothing to change, just let nature take its course."

"That's a foul, isn't it?" Song Luoyun said, grabbing him as if she had finally found an opportunity.

"Really?" Fu Huaizhi leaned against her. "I guess so. Where should I kiss you?"

The man's voice became seductive as his fingertips slowly entwined around the hem of her dress.

As his head fell, she realized that this was not a punishment for him.

"Don't do it here," she said quickly, her fingertips instantly turning cold as she pinched him.

"What's there to be afraid of? They won't be coming out anytime soon."

He lifted his shirt up, revealing his fair waist, and at the same time pulled his pants down, grasping his hip bone and slowly moving closer.

"Isn't this what you like best? Then I'll grant your wish."

Song Luoyun clenched her teeth in nervousness.

His cool lips pressed against her soft waist, making her tremble.

Fu Huaizhi smiled and looked up, "Let's leave it at that for now."

He was quite wicked; he first piqued her interest, then quickly finished with her.

She glanced at him, nudged him, and urged him to continue drawing questions.

Fu Huaizhi: "Tell me a secret."

"I have no secrets."

“You fouled.” He replied to her in the same way she had.

Song Luoyun kissed the back of his hand, and Fu Huaizhi patted her head, saying, "There aren't many places left to kiss."

She stared nervously ahead.

There were still nearly half the drinks left on the table, and she worried that in the end, she would...

She drank more and more, her mouth completely filled with the taste of alcohol. Drunk, she leaned against Fu Huaizhi, who was also slightly drunk, and held her in his arms.

"What animal do I resemble?" This time it was Song Luoyun's turn.

Fu Huaizhi finished the rest of the wine for her as usual: "Wild Deer."

"Why?"

"Wild in mind, yet simple-minded; eyes that speak volumes."

Song Luoyun looked up and smiled: "It seems you think highly of me."

She lay in Fu Huaizhi's arms for a long time before she remembered to answer his next question.

"Who decides our relationship?" Fu Huaizhi asked slowly, as if afraid she wouldn't understand.

Song Luoyun pointed at him: "Of course it's you."

Why can't it be you?

"How could it be me? I have no say, it's like I'm being kept by you."

Fu Huaizhi looked at her, and after a moment said, "Then you can take care of me instead, I don't mind."

It was always difficult to discern whether his words were true or false. Song Luoyun looked up, his eyes burning and bright.

Fu Huaizhi pinched her chin and lowered his head to kiss her.

Song Luoyun was so dizzy from the kiss that she forgot how to respond. Her eyes were narrowed to slits as she licked her lips, still wanting more.

This time, they only received a note; the wine glass was taken away by Fu Huaizhi.

"Next question, what regrets do you have?"

She had barely finished speaking when she pointed at him and said, "You're not going to say no again, are you?"

"Yes." Fu Huaizhi put his hand behind her head and rubbed it. "But I'll consider this a loss."

He was a man of his word, and with that, he pressed down on her waist and kissed her.

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Author's note: This is a confession session.

Fu Yuxuan: Am I right? You two are the ones who are enjoying the benefits of a relationship that can actually enhance the romance between couples.

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