Chapter 594 Meeting You, Falling in Love with You 12
"That way we won't be punished!"
Song Jinhuan ran too fast yesterday and didn't confirm whether Yan Shi had agreed.
I'm not sure.
But she didn't want to agree to Fang Mingzhe's request.
She politely declined, saying, "Thank you for your kindness."
Fang Mingzhe's face paled slightly. "If you reject me, you'll have no partner."
Yan Shi looked up.
Song Jinhuan glanced to the side, leaned half her body closer, and tentatively whispered, "Want to play games together later?"
Yan Shi swallowed the porridge in his mouth, then scooped up another spoonful. "Otherwise what?"
Song Jinhuan felt relieved and happily said, "Thank you!"
Fang Mingzhe: "And what about me?"
Song Jinhuan offered verbal encouragement: "Keep it up."
Sorry, she can't help.
Fang Mingzhe glared at Yan Shi, wondering if this person was going against him.
I used to be punished all the time.
He persisted, saying, "You can be both my partner and his partner at the same time."
Song Jinhuan's lips twitched slightly, and just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt an itch on her calf.
It felt like something was scraping against her calf.
Without thinking twice, she moved her leg to the side.
Like a shadow following you.
She clicked her tongue inwardly and glanced down with displeasure.
One foot.
Looking up from the feet, the person was none other than Yan Shi!
"What are you doing?" Song Jinhuan frowned, her voice very low.
"Are you going to agree?" he asked.
Song Jinhuan quickly shook her head, "I just want you to be my partner."
Yan Shi raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping coldly across the other side. "Did you hear me clearly?"
Fang Mingzhe felt as if he were in an ice cellar. The oppressive feeling made him nod involuntarily, "I...I heard it."
Fang Mingzhe didn't know what he was panicking about at that moment.
After regaining my senses and taking a closer look, there was nothing scary at all!
Shortly after breakfast ended, the host Z's voice once again echoed in the air.
"Ding ding ding, the game interaction session has started! The partner groups are Zhou Yifeng and Shang Yuyan, Luo Zhouquan and Yan Youan, Luo Zhouquan and Zheng Yuehong, and Yan Shi and Yuanxiao."
Fang Mingzhe was alone, and as soon as midnight struck, he entered insomnia mode.
"Today's interactive game is a lucky balloon game. The four colors of balloons are red, orange, yellow, and green, with points of 5, 10, 15, and 20 respectively. After rolling the dice to determine the color of the balloon, choose the corresponding colored balloon and carry it to a basket 100 meters away."
"During the transport, the two players can only have two feet on the ground, and each trip must be completed within three minutes, otherwise the dribbling will fail."
Outside the house was a green lawn, and a 20-square-meter area was covered with colorful balloons.
The basket, located 100 meters away, corresponds to four main roads, each two meters apart.
Each track has a die about knee-sized.
Host Z added, "If you roll a blank side, your score decreases by five."
Six sides, two white sides, the chances are very high.
Song Jinhuan was eager to try, "I want to throw it!"
Yan Shi nodded slightly. "Mm."
Song Jinhuan rubbed his hands together expectantly, then picked it up and tossed it into the air.
Yellow balloon.
She jumped up excitedly, "Yay, thank goodness it's not blank!"
Yan Shi smiled slightly, seemingly infected by her joy, and walked to the panel to take down the yellow balloon.
Zhou Yifeng and his group have already set off.
Yan Shi handed the balloon to Song Jinhuan.
Song Jinhuan quickly took it.
"How do you plan to get there?" he asked.
Seeing Zhou Yifeng and Shang Yuyan supporting each other and hopping on one leg ahead, Song Jinhuan thought, "They're doing great! They're perfectly in accordance with the rules of the game."
Yan Shi frowned and said coldly, "Ugly."
Song Jinhuan: "...Do you have any good suggestions?"
Yan Shi's brows relaxed. "You can get on my back."
If Song Jinhuan is tempted, then she will be very relaxed!
“Perhaps…” he paused, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips, and a hint of unreadable ulterior motive, “you prefer being carried in a princess carry?”
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