The spoiled brat's eyes lit up, clearly he was prepared. He glanced around at the men present and said with a wicked smile, "Miss Lu is indeed straightforward! Then please choose any man and kiss him on the cheek! How about that? Exciting enough?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes instinctively turned to Cheng Zhou.
Cheng Zhou's heart jumped instantly. Although he tried to remain calm on the surface, a secret expectation was uncontrollably revealed in his eyes.
He unconsciously straightened his back slightly.
However, upon hearing this, Lu You slowly raised her head.
Instead of showing embarrassment or anger, she gave a charming yet cold smile.
Her gaze swept lightly over Cheng Zhou, and under the astonished gazes of the crowd, she extended her slender finger and pointed directly at the纨绔子弟 (spoiled brat) who had just posed the question.
Lu You parted her red lips slightly, her voice carrying a nonchalant provocation: "I'll choose you then."
In an instant, the entire private room fell silent.
Everyone was stunned.
Including the so-called spoiled brat.
His mouth dropped open, his face filled with astonishment; he had never expected Lu You to pull such a move.
Cheng Zhou's expectant expression froze instantly, turning deathly pale.
He stared intently at Lu You, his eyes filled with hurt and embarrassment.
His once straight back seemed to have lost all its strength, and it bent slightly.
Lu You, however, seemed oblivious to his reaction, still smiling radiantly as she looked at the dumbfounded playboy.
"What? You're scared to play now? Weren't you having so much fun just now?"
The spoiled young man realized what was happening and immediately blushed deeply, waving his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, no! Miss Lu! I was wrong! I was just joking! This dare doesn't count! Let's try another one! Let's try another one!"
An awkward burst of laughter and attempts to smooth things over immediately filled the private room.
Amidst the commotion, Cheng Zhou silently picked up the wine glass on the table, tilted his head back, and downed the strong liquor in one gulp.
He looked at her smiling profile and felt a pang of disappointment.
She would rather choose a spoiled brat she despises than get even a hair's breadth away from him.
Cheng Zhou's fingers, hanging by his side, curled slightly, the expectation he had been deliberately hiding in his eyes shattered completely.
Her eyes, which had been shining like they were filled with starlight just moments before, were now veiled in mist, and even her jawline was tauter than usual.
A friend next to her slammed his hand on the table, deliberately raising his voice to smooth things over: "If you don't do the truth, you have to drink a penalty shot. Sister Lu You can't escape this one!"
These words seemed to offer Cheng Zhou a way out, and also to push the unspoken awkwardness into the shadows.
Lu You ignored Cheng Zhou's expression, pinched the cold rim of the glass with her fingertips, tilted her head back and gulped down the whiskey.
The burning sensation in my throat from the alcohol made it feel tight.
When she put down the glass, the bottom of it made a soft sound as it hit the table, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red from the alcohol.
Lu You smiled nonchalantly: "Alright, a bet's a bet."
But the more she acted like this, the more uncomfortable Cheng Zhou felt.
The fact that his friend deliberately slowed down his hand speed when spinning the wine bottle, and even his little scheme of having Lu Rang lure people here beforehand, all became a joke at this moment.
He stared at the wine stains remaining on Lu You's fingertips and suddenly felt as if that glass of wine had been splashed on his heart, both cold and burning.
"Time for the next one!"
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, another friend quickly pushed the bottle towards the center.
"Brother Zhou, it's your turn to spin, don't just stand there!"
Cheng Zhou snapped out of his daze, his fingertips touching the cold glass of the bottle. He didn't control his strength well, and the bottle spun fast and fast before finally coming to a stop in front of him, wobbling.
The private room instantly became lively again, with Li Ran, Cheng Zhou's friend, being the first to come over and rest his elbow on Cheng Zhou's shoulder.
"Wow! Zhou-ge's luck! Is he punishing himself? Truth or Dare?"
"A great adventure!"
Everyone shouted in unison, their eyes full of ambiguity.
Li Ran was even more direct, pointing in Lu You's direction.
"That's easy. Just like Sister Lu You, choose someone to kiss. We won't be picky, we'll just kiss Sister Lu You!"
Upon hearing this, Lu You paused, holding her water glass, and looked up at Cheng Zhou.
She wanted to see what this person, who had posted photos of afternoon tea with Ms. Zhao on her WeChat Moments just a few days ago, would choose.
But Cheng Zhou's reaction surprised everyone.
He didn't look at Lu You, nor did he respond to his friend's words. He reached directly for the wine bottle on the table and said in a stiff voice, "I choose to drink."
"No way, Brother Zhou!" Li Ran was shocked. "You're going to drink now that I'm letting you choose? You might as well just go with the drinks!"
"Yeah, what are you pretending for!"
Some people joined in the commotion, deliberately pushing an entire unopened bottle of whiskey in front of him.
"If you're going to drink, drink this! Down it in one gulp, don't dawdle!"
They originally wanted to provoke Cheng Zhou, telling him not to be afraid and to kiss her directly.
But to everyone's surprise, Cheng Zhou actually unscrewed the bottle cap.
The liquor dripped down the bottle neck, and he tilted his head back to gulp it down, his Adam's apple bobbing violently, and the veins in his neck bulging.
The liquor dripped down Cheng Zhou's lips, soaking his collar and leaving a dark stain.
Seeing his stubborn expression, Lu You finally couldn't help but frown.
What's wrong with this person?
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