Dreams have a very large capacity as a carrier. Deep sleep may make you feel like a long time has passed in just ten minutes.

The water vapor makes the wind in the sunny cabin become soft, the pure white gauze curtains are blowing lightly, the expensive swivel chair next to the desk, the PS4 on the small coffee table in front of the wide-screen TV, and the bar at the door of the kitchen

The green radish is luxuriant,

The wind chimes hanging on the railing of the balcony door swayed gently, the pure white floor and the ice cubes in the glass, in this beautiful atmosphere as clear and beautiful as a youth movie,

Looking at the daily scene of Gou Yu smearing cream on a cake in the kitchen, he propped up one cheek and let the breeze blow his hair. Fangran's expression was quiet and gentle. He lowered his eyes and chuckled as he enjoyed this moment of peaceful daily life.

.

How should I put it, although it is a bit abrupt, but...

I really want to look younger or wear a backless sweater once.

Sitting next to him and reading a model magazine, Meng Lang watched Fangran, who was in a daze a second ago, suddenly criss-crossed in front of his chin, his eyes speechless and the corner of his mouth twitching.

I must be thinking about something else...

"Captain, I tried to make a new cake, do you want to try it?"

How on earth can I get my little one to wear a backless sweater....

Fangran, who was indifferent to the invitation to taste that he had already pounced on in the past, lowered his eyes and thought about this issue seriously with a serious expression.

"team leader?"

Then the moment Gou Yu asked again, suddenly an idea flashed in his mind!

"Hey! Xiaoor! Brother! Let's play a game!"

"It's okay to play, but why is it so sudden?"

Putting down the plate with the cake cut, Gou Yu also sat down at his seat at the small table. Gou Yu looked at him and asked slightly strangely, and then saw Fang Ran's eyes rising as he answered:

"Yeah... I have always longed for someone like... a high-end celebrity like Sister Ming Ling who plays with other people at parties..."

And listening to his extremely suspicious explanation, Meng Lang held up his 'study materials' and grinned with a 'Brother, I've seen through you' expression:

"Hehe, brother, you must be fighting something again..."

“A party game with a punishment component.”

"So what are we going to play? (Decisive and solemn)"

Gou Yu: "..."

Brother Meng, you changed your mind too quickly. Your intention to embarrass the captain is written all over your face.

And is it my misunderstanding that I always feel uneasy...

Seeing that the two guys in front of him were already eager to try and couldn't wait to start, Gou Yu sighed helplessly, then looked at Fang Ran and asked:

"Okay then, what are the rules?"

"Hmm hum hum... hum hum hum, hum hum hum!!!"

Hearing that Xiao Or had finally fallen into his trap, Fangran lowered his head and let out a "planned" three-part devil smile. Then he took out the lottery box, marker, turntable, sticky notes and headband, and stood up with his eyes wide open.

Slap the table and shout!

"Let's play a game where we randomly select ng words written by others and wear them on our foreheads. Whoever is induced to say them has to draw his or her own punishment from the box that provides ten punishments for each person!!!!"

"Wow...it's really a game with simple and easy-to-understand rules..."

Seeing the proposal he shouted out with such enthusiasm, Meng Lang curled his lips, looking disgusted at the opponent's ability to name names, but in the next second his whole body seemed to be burning with fighting spirit, and he hit the table with his eyes widened!

"But oh Moses! Dude! I accept your challenge!"

And looking at this scene, looking at these two careless things like banging the table at every turn,

Gou Yu silently glanced at the turntable, sticky notes, headband, markers and the opaque lottery box used to draw punishment conditions on the table.

I don’t know when I started to get used to this setting where the captain can take out anything...

"Everyone writes an NG word for everyone else. It cannot be repeated. Then he writes ten more punishment cards and puts them in the box. In order to increase the randomness and fun, a 'transfer ticket' is also added to the punishment box!"

Blocking it with his arms, like a primary school student who was afraid that his exam classmates would copy his answers, Fangran, who had written all the notes in a swish, flashed in his eyes, raised the corner of his mouth and pushed up his non-existent glasses!

"Not only can you skip the punishment, but you can also randomly choose another person to take the punishment for you!"

"How's it going? You're in the way, brother. If you're scared, you'd better quit the game with me and Xiao Yu right now!"

"Ha! Just what I want! Come on over here, brother!"

After deliberately provoking him, he looked at Meng Lang. Sure enough, he looked confident with his arms folded. Fang Ran pretended to be passionate and competitive on the surface, but secretly smiled evilly and crazily in his heart!

Huh, my stupid brother,

I’m afraid you still don’t know what the existence of the transfer visa means to me who has a [Creation Card].

As long as I put my hand into the box and a transfer ticket appears in an instant, I will be in an invincible position, and the probability of being punished will be increased by half!

And the most important thing is, it seems that the probability of penalty for each person writing ten cards is 1/30.

but!!!

me!!!

All ten photos show people wearing backless sweaters!

They supervised each other and put the transfer tickets and punishment slips into the lottery box. Fangran glanced at the two very 'targeted' notes he had written for Meng Lang and Gou Yu, and the 'desire sauce' in his heart secretly

laugh.

Half of them lose, plus nearly one-third of the chance of winning, which means there is about a 1/6 chance of seeing Xiao or wearing a backless sweater, plus these two measurements of mine.

Customized notes....

Ehehe~Ehehehe~Ehehehehehe~~~!!!

"Huh? Junior, what are you playing?"

But at this moment, the tall and graceful figure who seemed to have just returned from school and was walking upstairs from the skylight staircase heard their words, leaned down towards Fangran, and Xia Yao said with a slight smile of interest.

"It seems very interesting. Can you take one with me?"

"Forehead...."

The moment he heard her say this, Fang Ran, who was calculating a small calculation in his mind, suddenly stiffened.

Yabai... Wait, there will be more seniors, in this case...

"Well, it just so happens that we haven't started yet, so Sister Xia, let me tell you the rules."

But there was no reason to refuse. Seeing that Gou Yu had already agreed, Fangran had no time to calculate the probability of success for one more person, and gritted his teeth slightly and clenched his fists with determination.

I have no choice but to get on it!

Then after explaining the rules clearly to Xia Yao and preparing to end the lottery,

round 1.

The moment after they finished drawing cards and gathered together, they quickly looked around the heads of the others. The top of Xia Yao's head was 'work', and the one above Gou Yu's head was 'mobile phone'. When he saw that they were not written by himself, Fangran secretly thought

He frowned slightly and clicked his tongue.

Tsk...I missed it...

Then after seeing the top of Meng Lang's head, Fangran crossed his arms in front of his face and smiled maliciously,

Meng Lang, who was also looking around, rubbed his chin with a wicked smile after seeing the top of Fangran's head. The same thought came to both of them at this moment.

The decision is yours!×2

And looking at the two of them, one has ‘Brother’ written on their heads and the other has ‘Brother’ written on them.

Gou Yu had a complicated look on his face and was slightly speechless.

How can I put it, you two really have a good understanding in a place like this...

"Then let me ask you, brother..."

"Crack————!"

Fang Ran was about to deceive Meng Lang into calling him a name, but he immediately heard Meng Lang slap the table and grab his shoulders with a sweet smile.

"Congratulations, brother, you lost the first round."

"ah!?"

Fang Ran, who thought he was sure of victory, was confused by his defeat at the speed of light. Then he took off the sticky note on his forehead and looked at the two big words "brother" written on it, and his expression suddenly became as hard as constipation.

"Damn it! Brother, you are such a loser, you are plotting against me!!!"

A smug smile appeared on Feng Qingyun's face, and then Meng Lang put on a black and evil face, grabbed Fangran hard with his hand, and threatened every word like a loan shark:

"I am willing to admit defeat. The punishment rules are absolute. Brother, you are not just playing, are you?"

Damn it...there's nothing I can do about it, but it's okay, I still have insurance measures.

Seeing Meng Lang's ugly face, Fangran gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, then reached for the lottery box, but...

Snapped!
To be continued...