Chapter 48 Double Punishment
The familiar ID, the gleaming, gold-plated chat window and title exuding the fragrance of RMB, and the intriguing 【. 】 instantly made Fu Yanle understand his predicament.
An Shigou's red head, already stained red from being braised, had already come closer. Fu Yanle subconsciously wanted to move away from it, but then suddenly stopped.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, harboring a wicked intention. Instead of backing down, he took the initiative to put his arm around An Shigou's neck and leaned closer to him.
An Shigou was so frightened by his actions that he broke out in a sweat. The long red image in front of him unfolded in a second, and Yu Jingchen, expressionless, appeared with a golden "danger" character above his head.
Damn it! Fu Yanle, are you fucking trying to die?!
[Damn! Fu Yanle's unparalleled offensive!]
[Sisters, look at Fu Yanle's hands and An Shigou's nape! What kind of alpha is this, touching an Omega's glands?!]
[Fu Yanle exudes desire from head to toe! Seriously, his hands are so beautiful, and his jawline is a hundred times clearer than my life plan!]
...
Fu Yanle and An Shigou touched noses and winked at each other. Before An Shigou could unleash a torrent of curses, Fu Yanle took a sharp breath and successfully received the card after several twists and turns. He took the card and waved it at the camera.
"Okay, congratulations everyone on successfully completing this round of the game. Each of you has earned one point. After two rounds, Yanle is currently leading by one point, and the other guests each have one point." The director said, "Now we will begin the second round of screenshotting and select one lucky friend to receive a random mystery gift. Ready? 3-2-1-Okay."
Everyone looked at the big screen.
Director: "Congratulations to the user whose ID is 'Happy Enemies Fu Gou, Give Me a Tight Hug and a Kiss'!"
Holy crap! What the hell?!
An Shigou glared at Fu Yanle, only to see that the other party seemed to have turned on some kind of flirtatious switch, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Hey, congratulations!" Fu Yanle clapped along with the others, openly looking at the big screen, and sure enough, he saw the familiar golden bullet comments again.
The little lucky bag's purple plate symbolizes wealth and prosperity: [Wealth is real!]
Help! Fu Yanle is dying of cuteness at Yu Jingchen. Peeping on the screen is one thing, but when did he learn these abbreviations?
Yu Jingchen's comments appeared particularly pitiful and helpless amidst the frenzied surge of "Fu Gou is real," and were quickly swallowed up. Fu Yanle could almost picture Yu Jingchen's slightly furrowed brow.
"Okay, let's follow the usual procedure and start today's last game." The director pressed the microphone. "Count down three, get ready: 3-2-1-Okay, let's look at the big screen. The game being shown is [Truth or Dare]."
"Wow!" Tang Wanbai exclaimed excitedly, "We can get things going now!"
“Wanwan is right, but this time, we’re going to hand over the opportunity to stir things up to everyone in the live stream. Now, please form a circle, and we’ll use the most primitive method—spinning the bottle—to decide who the victim is.” The director said, “Let me explain the rules: the member pointed to by the bottle’s mouth needs to be victimized along with the group members. For example…”
The director coughed. "For example, if the bottle points to Yanle, then Yanle and Qingtong will both have to accept the punishment. We will then select one line from the comments as the punishment, for a total of three rounds. Now, please stand in line, spaced apart from your group members. We're about to begin!"
“Yanle, I want to stand with you!” Tang Wanbai said.
Upon hearing this, Fu Yanle reached out and pulled Tang Wanbai to his side. Seeing this, An Shigou immediately moved to Fu Yanle's other side with calm yet urgent and precise steps. Gu Jiming, who had just raised his head, and Meng Xinqiu, who had walked in front of him but suddenly stopped, exchanged a glance.
Damn it! An Shigou is truly the biggest obstacle on the road to getting closer to Fu Yanle!
[Haha, my three-person team is getting all sticky again!]
[Xiao Fu is extremely doting on Wanwan, but he scolds and beats Xiugou instead, showing a more reserved love.]
Was I the only one who noticed the brief silence and slightly "nimble" steps that Xiao Gu and Lao Meng took just now?
What should I do? I now feel that Xiu Gou and Wan Wan are Fu Yanle's right and left hands, Gu Meng is a coveter, and Lin is an outsider...
[The sister in front agrees.]
...
The staff casually (flexibly) took out an empty mineral water bottle and placed it among the group of people.
The director said, "Okay, each group gets one chance to spin the bottle. Who wants to go first?"
"I'll do it." After discussing with Tang Wanbai, An Shigou leaned forward first, grasped the bottle, and with a flick of his wrist, gave it a sharp turn—
The bottle's opening was clearly pointing at himself.
"Goose!" Fu Yanle grinned mischievously. "Baby, you're amazing!"
"Don't call me baby!" An Shigou kicked Fu Yanle in the butt, but Fu Yanle dodged it with a nimble snake-like movement.
The director said with a smile, "Xiao An and Wan Wan, get ready to start! Count down three, start capturing the comments: 3—2—1—"
Everyone turned to look at the large screen.
I am Gu Jiming's dog: [Thirty push-ups in the "ground slam" style!]
"What the hell?!" An Shigou exclaimed in utter horror, "What the hell is this?!"
"Ah!" Tang Wanbai banged her head on the ground, "Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!"
Gu Jiming gloated, "If you're a man, then get started!"
An Shigou wiped his face and looked at Tang Wanbai, "You go first, I'll go second?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Wanbai rolled up her sleeves, boldly displaying her toned and smooth muscle lines, and declared confidently, "I'll go!"
[Help! You go first, I go second? What kind of question is that?!]
This is definitely an official confirmation of who's the seme and who's the uke.
[Wanwan's mom says: Although my child looks thin, his muscles are still quite impressive.]
[Xiao Fu's harem is in turmoil, and Xiao Fu has already started shipping them!]
...
The production crew placed a spare soft mat on the ground, and An Shigou collapsed to the ground like a plank. Tang Wanbai took a deep breath, bent over, placed her arms on either side of An Shigou's head, then exhaled and began to do push-ups.
Fu Yanle squatted down beside the two to watch the commotion, discovering that Tang Wanbai was indeed quite skilled; not only were her movements precise, but they were also fast. However, perhaps due to shyness, both of them had their heads flushed red, looking like two braised chicken legs colliding in a pot.
Director: "15!"
Halfway through, Tang Wanbai's hat wobbled precariously, about to fall, when Fu Yanle quickly reached out and caught it. Tang Wanbai breathed a sigh of relief, but in doing so, her elbow buckled abruptly—
Just as Tang Wanbai was about to be crushed by the little mountain, An Shigou quickly reached out and supported her shoulder, then said, "Let's split it in half."
"Great!" Tang Wanbai couldn't have been happier.
The two of them tacitly flipped over, instantly reversing their positions, which made Fu Yanle exclaim "Awesome!"
[Help! What kind of indecent scene is this?!]
[Xiao Fu, move away, don't disturb the children's game! (pointing and gesturing)]
[Shugou, stand up! You can't accept being treated like this by someone else and then by someone else, can you?]
[Ahhh, Xiao Fu is tidying up Xiu Gou's earpiece! Such a small, ordinary detail reveals such tenderness!]
[I'm so thirsty! (Three of us)]
...
"30!" The director clapped. "Alright, punishment over! Thank you both for your hard work!"
An Shigou stood up nimbly, reached out and pulled Tang Wanbai up, and then lifted Fu Yanle up as well.
Fu Yanle playfully presented his thermos cup.
Gu Jiming had been secretly watching Fu Yanle, and seeing him running back and forth with a giant thermos in his arms, he found it quite adorable.
The director said, "Now it's the second group's turn to spin the bottle."
"Let's go first then." Lin Qingtong looked at Fu Yanle, "Yanle, who wants to go for a walk?"
Fu Yanle said, "You're nearby."
"Okay, I'll spin it." Lin Qingtong stepped forward and spun the bottle. After waiting for more than ten seconds, the bottle stopped spinning. He stepped aside. "It's Brother Xinqiu and Jiming."
The director said, "Count down three, start capturing the comments: 3—2—1—"
[Choose one of the other five guests to kiss, but it must be on the face!]
"Ah, my friend, you're really ruthless!" Tang Wanbai exclaimed. Then, thinking of the CP clips she had shipped, she subconsciously took a step closer to Fu Yanle with great vigilance.
Meng Xinqiu's heart skipped a beat. She turned her head and pretended to hesitate, glancing around before finally settling her gaze on Fu Yanle's face without making a sound. Fu Yanle seemed unmoved, neither happy nor repulsed, his eyes completely indifferent.
Meng Xinqiu had to consider what the consequences would be if he chose Fu Yanle.
Seeing this, the director urged, "Teacher Meng, who do you want to choose?"
Meng Xinqiu smiled gently and said, "I'll choose Xiao Gu."
The saying "boiling a frog in lukewarm water" means that you can't overdo it.
Gu Jiming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it wasn't Fu Yanle, but the next second he realized what was happening and almost jumped up in anger.
Damn it! Why did you choose me?!
You're disgusting, you're really something else!
You've hurt yourself as much as you hurt the enemy!
"Oh?" the director said with a smile, "And what about Xiao Gu?"
“…It would be impolite not to reciprocate.” Gu Jiming smiled firmly. “Then I’ll choose Teacher Meng too.”
"This will be handled within the group." An Shigou clapped. "Awesome!"
"The principle of proximity," Tang Wanbai exclaimed. "Excellent!"
Lin Qingtong watched with a smile, but her hands, which were in her pockets, couldn't help but clench tightly.
Neither Gu Jiming nor Meng Xinqiu chose him, and they didn't even linger on his face for a second... but thankfully they didn't choose Fu Yanle either.
Lin Qingtong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but glance at Fu Yanle out of the corner of her eye, only to see that the other party was staring at the big screen and not paying any attention to the changes on the field.
[Help! What's going on with my rivals today? Are they going to become lovers?]
[Holy crap! Can't you guys just leave each other alone?!]
[Oh my god! The struggle on their faces is making me even more excited, give them a kiss!]
I thought they would all choose Fu Yanle...
[Can some Fu Yanle fan stop trying to glorify themselves? My brother doesn't like Fu Yanle, I'll say it again!]
[The arrogant older brother's fans in front of you are all faking it yourselves, get out!]
...
Fu Yanle watched with a calm expression as the comments section gradually became murky and noisy.
The little lucky bag's purple plate symbolizing wealth and prosperity: [Please be aware that Fu Yanle dislikes Gu Jiming and Meng Xinqiu.]
Pfft! Fu Yanle looked away, couldn't help but reach out and rub his face, suppressing the upturned corners of his mouth.
At this moment, Gu Jiming and Meng Xinqiu, who were trying to prepare themselves but found themselves completely unprepared, looked at each other and decided to follow the secret of "speed is the only way to win in martial arts" to get through this great ordeal!
Gu Jiming leaned in first and kissed Meng Xinqiu's hairline with a speed that seemed to be caught in the air; Meng Xinqiu, not wanting to be outdone, kissed Gu Jiming's chin tip with a speed that seemed to be witnessed by the sky.
The next second, the two instantly distanced themselves, each as if facing a formidable enemy.
Better to kiss chocolate-flavored poop.
Gu Jiming clenched his fist.
It's not as good as chocolate that tastes like poop.
Meng Xinqiu gritted her teeth.
Author's Note:
Question: If you had to choose between chocolate-flavored poop and poop-flavored chocolate, which would you pick? (Threat)
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