Chapter 98 "Catching an adulterer is fun."
An hour later, Song Xi discovered that she was still pure.
The spring breeze was just right in the afternoon, so Mingcan took out a game turntable and asked everyone to sit in a circle and play games.
Except for the three men, no one was very familiar with each other, so she suggested that everyone do a few rounds of truth or dare to break the ice.
Xie Qingcheng will be in the first round.
The man's fair and handsome fingers turned casually, and the arrow pointed directly at Ming Chan.
The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were tilted.
"Big star, answer it."
Mingcan spread his hands, evenly matched with him: "Ask anything."
"I want to ask, I want to ask." Chu Tang raised her hand high, her curiosity overflowing. "Sister Can, what is Xie Qingcheng's greatest strength? What do you like most about him?"
Mingcan narrowed his eyes, and looked at Xie Qingcheng's extremely beautiful face with his watery almond eyes.
"His greatest strength... seven times a night."
She paused, her eyes sweeping over Song Xi quietly. "What I like most about him is...his sex is good, long, and satisfying."
Amid the jeers from the crowd, Song Xi closed his eyes in despair.
God milk.
This sister is crazy.
In the next round, it was Mingcan's turn to spin the wheel, and she changed the rules: if the spin landed on the same person consecutively, then the spinner could keep spinning.
Xie Qingcheng agreed, Cen Jin agreed, Chu Tang agreed, Song Xi... then she agreed too.
I don't know what this rule is for though.
But the next time, Song Xi knew...
Mingcan's finger slipped, and the arrow rotated a few times and pointed accurately at Jingzhuo.
Cen Jin immediately spoke up: "I'll do it."
He held a cigarette in his mouth, but didn't light it. "I've always wanted to ask you, every fucking year when we go to the bathhouse together, when we take off our clothes I always see you wearing those ripped grey underwear. They've got fucking holes in them, but you still wear them for years. What's the story behind those underwear?"
Jing Zhuo was silent for a moment: "Change the question."
"No, no, you have to tell me today."
Cen Jin chased him and killed him, not letting him go at all: "If you don't tell me, I will assume that Bai Yueguang gave it to you. Although I don't know if you have Bai Yueguang, I will assume that you have it, right, sister-in-law?"
Song Xi: “…”
What does it have to do with her?
She didn't know Jing Zhuo's white moonlight.
But... Jing Zhuo is wearing underwear with holes?
Doesn't he always wear the 5,000 yuan Balenciaga clothes?
When Jing Zhuo met Song Xi's inquiring gaze, a familiar feeling of fear came over him.
His eyelids twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to hold hers, answering honestly.
"It wasn't a gift from Bai Yueguang, but it was washed by Bai Yueguang. I'm a pervert and I wear it as a souvenir."
"Where is Bai Yueguang now?" Chu Tang asked.
"She's become my wife."
These words were spoken lightly and clearly.
Song Xi's eyes widened instantly and she looked at him in disbelief.
“I, I…”
"Yes, Bai Yueguang is you." Jing Zhuo squeezed her hand and admitted it openly.
Song Xi said the following words: "You know that I secretly washed my underwear?"
"Yeah, it smells different. I smelled it that night."
“…”
What a social failure.
It turned out that the remedies he had secretly made many years ago were exposed so thoroughly in Jing Zhuo's eyes.
So embarrassing.
I was a little touched.
It's a bit hard to describe.
If your underwear has holes, don’t wear it. It will ruin your image.
On the other side, Xie Qingcheng and Cen Jin rolled their eyes at the same time.
damn it.
You've tricked me again.
…
In the next game, Mingcan continued to be the main player, and the arrow pointed steadily at Jingzhuo again.
Xie Qingcheng spoke up for revenge: "I have a question too."
He thought about it and brought up Jing Zhuo's most abnormal bad habits in recent months.
"For a while, you went to the mall every day and didn't come home until late at night. Not only did you play in Beijing, you also traveled thousands of miles to Suzhou to play. What did you do by yourself? Is it really fun?"
Jing Zhuo's expression remained calm: "Catching an adulterer is fun."
"What adultery?"
"My wife's ex-boyfriend cheated on me. I'm going to take some pictures to expose the scumbag."
Song Xi: “???”
Song Xi: “!!!”
Was this also done by him?
Did he shoot all those high-definition video angles?
Zhuozhuo, I don’t know how many surprises you have in store for me.
Cen Jin & Xie Qingcheng: "..."
Damn, pretending again.
…
Mingcan stared at the two of them, speechless, and couldn't help but speak.
"Opportunities are limited. Both of you are in the past tense. Can you ask something in the present and future tense? I can't even understand a single question."
drop--
The arrow on the turntable continued to fall on Jing Zhuo and stopped precisely.
Song Xi understood.
Mr. Jing was set up again today.
This game is not random at all, it's a pre-made game.
In this round, Mingcan didn't rely on them and went on his own.
She looked at Jing Zhuo with a half-smile and spoke with a powerful punch.
"Black stockings, lace, mesh, which one do you like?"
"A rabbit, a little wild cat, or a little fox, which one does Jing like?"
"Handcuffs, leg irons, collar... which one do you prefer?"
The turntable turned three times, Mingcan asked all the questions in one breath, and waited slowly for Jingzhuo to answer.
Xie Qingcheng was overjoyed. She put her arm around Mingcan's waist and added with her arm around his shoulder.
"Don't be shy, Zhuo~ Just answer according to the study materials I gave you. Say whatever you like, openly."
Song Xi became more and more frightened as he listened.
She suspected that she and her husband were set up by these two people.
These two people...are you the male and female protagonists from the post?
Jing Zhuo tilted his head and saw the woman with her head buried, her hair hanging down, and her ears and thin white neck all red.
He scratched on the ground with his fingers and was almost able to dig out a three-bedroom apartment.
He held her hand, freed her fingertips from the soil, and said something expressionlessly.
"I don't like any of them. I like serious people."
"Watch your words, this isn't a no-man's land, nor is it the setting for a Category III movie."
"Don't bring your own quirks in here and scare others."
This time, Mingcan joined in the eye-rolling.
Damn it, loading.
You don't like it, but you ask the idlers for study materials every now and then.
In the next few games, Mingcan successfully let Jingzhuo go and turned to another young couple.
This camping event was attended by big stars and playboys.
The scale is much larger.
It made everyone feel uneasy.
At the end, Song Xi breathed a sigh of relief and actually felt a sense of luck.
It was getting dark.
After a simple meal, everyone returned to their tents.
The stars in the sky lit up one by one, soon filling the night and outlining the contours of the Milky Way.
Song Xi sat in the tent, leaning half of his body out, hugging his knees, and looking up at the sky.
Next to her, Jing Zhuo took off his coat and wrapped it around her, then sprinkled insect repellent powder around the tent.
Song Xi thought of the game they played during the day and asked Jing Zhuo silently.
"You said earlier that you were the one filming all those hentai videos of my ex... Is that true?"
Jing Zhuo paused and admitted it generously.
"yes."
"you……"
"Zhang Hening often scolds your ex at home. I heard it so many times that I looked it up." Jing Zhuo explained to her in a low voice.
Song Xi understood.
Chen Mian and Zhang Hening have always been at odds.
Zhang Hening would scold him at every turn, saying that he was so lucky to be able to talk about Song Xi, such a good cabbage.
This was definitely not just said on WeChat, but also in front of Song Xi and at He's house.
She thought that at least Jing Zhuo didn't know about this embarrassing criminal record.
I didn't expect that he was the one who helped keep the criminal record.
Song Xi covered her face again: "What a shame! You can laugh at my dark history as much as you want in the future."
The back of his hand felt hot, and the man pulled her hand down.
In the darkness, he squatted down and looked at her face to face.
"Song Xi, you don't have to like your entire past, nor do you have to feel ashamed. You just need to know that the past has brought you to the present, and that's enough."
Under the night.
Song Xi couldn't see his face clearly.
The tall silhouette stood in front of her, heavy and steady, like a mountain.
Song Xi looked at the mountain in the dark and talked to himself.
"It's a piece of cake."
"Um?"
"I won the jackpot."
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