Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Some people might not yet know what kind of deadly question they’ve drawn.

Sure enough.

A minute later.

Hu Yi returned, his face covered in red wine.

While wiping his face with a tissue, he angrily complained to Song Anjing, ”Song Anjing, you’ve really gotten me into trouble! Your ridiculous F-cup made the waitress spill a whole face’s worth of red wine on me!”

Everyone: ”...”

All held back their laughter.

Song Anjing: ”Alright, alright, let’s start the next round. Brother Hu, you’re the bravest, daring to take on the big challenge, I applaud you.”

Hu Yi whined, ”Better not let me draw you, hmph.”

Next, Huo Zhen was chosen.

Hu Yi casually asked, ”Dare to confess to the girl you like?”

Huo Zhen blushed for a moment, then picked up his wine glass and drained it, becoming the first in the group to voluntarily accept a punishment rather than answer a question.

”Wow, our Little Zhenzhen actually has a girl he likes, and it’s a secret crush he can’t talk about,” Hu Yi marveled.

The questions grew bolder, and the atmosphere gradually livened up.

But oddly enough, each time someone was chosen, it was never Qin Xin.

”Sister Xin, did you use some sort of superpower?” Song Anjing exclaimed.

”It’s so hard to get any gossip from Sister Xin, argh!” Hu Yi lamented.

”Our Xin is truly unique,” Ao Xinghao squinted.

Nalan Ye Jue glared at Ao Xinghao, ”Our Xin”? Does the little rascal misunderstand which woman belongs to whom?

Finally.

Song Anjing caught a chance to pose a question to Qin Xin.

”Sister Xin, I want to know what kind of guy you like? Or rather, what kind of guy do you hope will be your future husband?”

Song Anjing’s question was immediately opposed by Hu Yi: ”No, Song Anjing, that’s too lenient. This question’s too simple.”

Song Anjing: ”Then what should I ask?”

Hu Yi: ”Just ask, has Sister Xin ever kissed a man!”

Song Anjing smacked his head: ”Hu Daidai, you’re so brilliant, okay, that question it is.”

Of course, it was Hu Yi’s head he smacked.

Qin Xin rubbed her forehead.

A good girl turned bad by Hu Daidai, these are such hard-to-talk-about questions.

She pursed her lips, picked up her wine glass: ”I accept the penalty.”

Nalan Ye Jue snatched the wine glass from her hand: ”I’ll do it.”

With a slight tilt of his long fingers, he gulped it down.

Watching, everyone sighed, ”Brother is so handsome...”

Only Ao Xinghao’s lips moved slightly, wanting to speak but holding back: Our Xin doesn’t need you to drink for her; she’s never drunk, okay.

Ao Xinghao was brooding as Song Anjing nudged him: ”God Ao, you drew the biggest one this round, why are you in a daze? Hurry up and answer my question!”

Ao Xinghao snapped back: ”I’ll choose dare.”

Song Anjing was thrilled, grinning: ”Then I won’t be polite, God Ao, pick someone here you like best and give them a kiss!”

Ao Xinghao’s face stiffened.

The person he liked the most...

He glanced at Qin Xin, who was sipping juice.

His heart heated up before pulling back.

He gloomily picked up his wine glass: ”I’ll choose to accept the punishment.”

”Ahhh, if you all just accept punishment, this game will end up unplayable,” Hu Yi fretted.

Next round followed.

Nalan Ye Jue drew the big card again.

”This is the last round, brother, why don’t we go big?” Song Anjing smiled, ”Don’t get mad.”

Nalan Ye Jue said calmly, ”Alright.”

Song Anjing: ”How about dare?”

Nalan Ye Jue: ”Okay.”