He had just started speaking when he deliberately paused.
The entire audience erupted in screams.
Yu Wan looked at Meng Shen with a half-smile, rolled up her sleeves to reveal a section of her fair arm, and then clenched her fist.
Everything is understood without words.
"...Brother Yue, what's your number?" Meng Shen asked with a strong survival instinct.
Tang Yue lit up his card: number 6.
"Brother Shen, you actually schemed against Sister Yu, you've got some nerve."
"If Master Yue doesn't cooperate, let's see how you handle this."
"This round doesn't count, we want to see the disastrous result, hahaha."
Yu Wan's ears burned. She turned her head and met Tang Yue's deep, bright eyes.
The two sat side by side, and the light fragrance of his shower gel wafted into her nose, adding a touch of allure to the ambiguous atmosphere.
Her throat suddenly felt dry. She looked away and asked, trying to keep her tone natural, "Does it have to be a French kiss?"
Meng Shen nodded: "Absolutely."
Yu Wan's body slowly tensed up, and her fingertips, which were gripping the cards, turned bloodless due to the tension.
Tang Yue noticed this subtle change with his sharp eyes, and his handsome brows furrowed slightly.
...She refused.
He lowered his eyelids.
"With such a handsome man like Master Yue around, you're not at a disadvantage at all."
"Are you even capable? If I were a young girl, I would have pounced on you already."
"Should we all cover our eyes...?"
He became increasingly incoherent, and the jeers from those around him grew louder and louder.
Just then, Tang Yue suddenly sat up, his long, slender legs, which had been casually crossed, were now lowered, and he remained as elegant and composed as ever: "Is there a way to punish me? I choose the latter."
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