As soon as Lin Qingping heard the rules of the game, she knew what Wu Tianping meant. She hadn't drunk any alcohol, so she was not confused. She knew exactly what tricks Wu Tianping was trying to play.
But everyone cheered very loudly, especially the two children, who clapped and cheered.
Lin Qingping did not object, thinking that they could just deal with it as it came. However, she reminded Wu Tianping that since they had two children, they should not do anything restricted!
"Don't worry! I know my limits!" Wu Tianping buried his head in writing a bunch of notes, crumpled them into small balls, and threw them into a box to use for drawing lots later.
The game begins.
Wu Tianping was blindfolded and acted as the drummer.
A big red flower started from Zhiyuan. As the drum beats became more and more frequent, the flower stopped in Liang Jiaqi's hand for the first time.
Lin Qingping was a little surprised. She originally thought that the note either fell into her hands or into Gu Juncheng's hands. Now it seems that the note Liang Jiaqi touched would not be a good thing.
Liang Jiaqi smiled and stretched out his hand, taking out a lot from the box.
When I opened it, it said: Drink a drink as a punishment.
Liang Jiaqi smiled, "Haha, it's drinking, okay! I'll drink!"
In the first round, Liang Jiaqi drank and Lin Qingping didn't say anything. As a result, in the second and third rounds, the ball was passed to Liang Jiaqi, and he still had to drink a glass as a penalty.
This is so obvious!
In the fourth round, when the flower was passed to Lin Qingping, she did not pass it down but kept it in her hand.
The drumbeats kept getting faster and faster and never stopped, but she refused to move.
Then, the drums finally stopped.
Lin Qingping still took out a drink as a punishment.
"So, all the lots today are about drinking?" Lin Qingping asked Wu Tianping while holding a note.
"No, no, how is it possible? How about I touch one and show it to you?" Wu Tianping poured wine for Lin Qingping, "What should we do? Comrade Lin can't drink, someone should drink for her."
As she said this, she pushed Gu Juncheng from behind with her knee, urging him to move.
But Gu Juncheng didn't.
Instead, Liang Jiaqi stood up with a smile, reached out and took the wine glass in front of Lin Qingping, "Let me drink for Sister Pingzi."
Wu Tianping: ...
I’m so angry, I really want to beat Gu Juncheng up!
He wanted to beat Gu Juncheng here, and Lin Qingping wanted to beat him.
Lin Qingping snatched the blindfold from his hand and said, "Let me see it. I doubt you can see it!"
"How is that possible? How could I possibly see that?" Wu Tianping refused to admit it.
"Okay, then I'll play the drum. You can't be the only one playing the drum." Lin Qingping snatched his drum and drumsticks, blindfolded himself, and sat aside.
Wu Tianping quickly threw a handful of small paper balls into the box again, "There are not enough lots, I'll add some more!"
Lin Qingping sneered. It would be strange if there was nothing wrong with the previous lot! She even suspected that it was all a self-punishment!
She shouted, "Ready, start!"
She was actually very honest. She was covered so tightly that she really couldn't see. When the drum stopped, she didn't know where the flower stopped until she heard Wu Tianping's exaggerated shout, "Old Gu! It's your turn! Draw the lot!"
She was also slightly stunned. She had never expected to leave the flowers at his place.
She didn't even take off her blindfold and heard Wu Tianping's voice reading the contents of the note: Please tell me what Comrade Lin Qingping is most afraid of.
Lin Qingping: …
Wu Tianping! You set up this plan well! It’s all centered around me! Just wait!
The question was read, but Gu Juncheng was slow to give an answer.
There was silence in the restaurant.
She even heard Zhiyuan calling "Dad Gu" in a low voice, as if to remind him, but was stopped by Wu Tianping.
"Old Gu, this is a telepathic game. Hurry up and speak! If you don't, you'll have to drink a glass of wine as a penalty!" Wu Tianping urged.
As a result, she heard Zhiyuan's sigh and Wu Tianping's surprised "Ah".
She lifted the cloth covering her eyes and saw that Gu Juncheng had put down the cup, which meant that he had just chosen to drink a glass of wine as a penalty...
She suddenly felt that the wine was as if she had drunk it, spicy from the throat to the heart.
"Let's do it again!" She made up her mind and continued to play the drum with her eyes covered.
Her drumming was irregular, and the drum stopped in the hands of Wu Tianjiao, Zhiyuan, Xiaomai, and Sister Zhao.
The lot that Wu Tianjiao drew was: Kiss the person next to you.
Wu Tianjiao's face changed as if she wanted to tear her brother to pieces.
The person sitting next to her now is her brother, but she doesn't want to kiss his big face, even if he is smiling and calling her "sister"!
Wu Tianjiao chose to drink.
The question Zhiyuan drew was: Please say "I like you" to someone at the table.
This was too easy for Zhiyuan, and he immediately said to Lin Qingping: Mom, I like you.
The question Xiaomai drew was: Who do you love the most?
Xiaomai's answer was also easy: "My mother." This earned her a strong hug from Gu Youlian.
Sister Zhao’s question is also a question, and the title is: Please tell me what is the most important moment in your life.
Sister Zhao said with a smile: It was when Pingzi invited me to open a shop with her.
Lin Qingping was really laughing in her heart. These questions were tailor-made for her and Gu Juncheng! Thank you, Wu Tianping!
Finally, the flower fell into Wu Tianping's hands.
Lin Qingping stopped the drumming, "You must do as required, and you are not allowed to drink instead!"
"Can this be changed at the last minute?" Wu Tianping expressed his objection. He allowed people to drink, but Old Gu's wife was even more cruel than him!
"If you want to replace me, you have to drink three cups!" Lin Qingping said loudly.
"Okay! Okay!" Wu Tianping had to fill the hole he had dug himself.
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