The moment he was about to reach in, Meng Lang grabbed him.

"Qiaodou Sack, I remember that someone's ability is to change things, right? Are you thinking of cheating by conjuring a 'transfer sign'? Ah, brother?"

"Fuck! Brother, you actually guessed..."

A big face approached Meng Lang, who was staring closely at the panicked Fang Ran, and asked Meng Lang in a ferocious tone that would scare a crying child, with an evil and cold and arrogant smile in his heart.

Huh, my naive brother, do you think I didn't guess your plan?

"In order to prevent you from cheating with your abilities, brother, I will take your punishment for you, hahaha,"

Meng Lang suddenly let out a gloating laugh, and Meng Lang's movements instantly became wild. Regardless of Fangran's desperate efforts to stop it, he inserted it into the lottery box and roared with pride!

"Your turn, do ro-!!!"

He screamed in his heart, ‘I must be the one who wrote it!’, and before Fangran cheated, he slapped the punishment note in front of everyone and made it public!

Then....

They hugged each other tightly at the small table and hugged each other closely. They were both expressionless and dark-faced. Fangran spoke silently without any fluctuation in his voice and his eyes were dead:

"Brother, do you regret exposing me?"

"you shut up."

Looking at the extremely eye-catching sight of the two people hugging each other tightly, Gou Yu wordlessly picked up the punishment note that Meng Lang had pulled out, which read:

——Hold the person who wrote the NG words to you for ten seconds.

Um...could this be...

After taking a look at Xia Yao, who was smiling softly and looking good-looking, wearing a beautiful, slightly light, milky-white shirt today, Gou Yu suddenly fell silent.

Um...could it be that I've been involved in a rather bad game involving various desires...

round 2.

Quickly scanning everyone, when he saw Gou Yu's head saying 'like' this time, but still not a note written by himself, Fangran clicked his tongue again, but this time he decided to take the initiative even if it wasn't!

But after looking at no one who spoke first, Fangran remembered the lessons learned from his failure in the last round. Fangran was silent for a moment, then looked at Gou Yu seriously and solemnly, and spoke in a concise and simple way using his strengths:

"small huo,what do you like?"

Meng Lang, who was secretly chuckling while looking at the top of his head and determined to trick Fangran, was instantly shocked by his shamelessness.

"Holy crap! English? Brother, how can you be more shameless..."

"Crack————!"

But before he finished his shocked complaint, he saw Fang Ran turning his head to look at him fiercely, with a sinister smile on his face while grinding his molar teeth.

"There is a road to heaven if you don't want to take it. Brother, let me interrupt you. Come on, start your performance."

He was stunned for a moment and took off his note. He looked at the two big words "Fuck" written on it. Meng Lang fell silent for a moment and suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe.

"Holy shit! How despicable! Brother, you actually write modal particles!"

"A soldier never tires of deceit! This is called tactics! If you are capable, write it too!"

Seeing that the two people, who both had "Holy Fuck" written on their heads, were already quarreling with each other, Gou Yu really felt that they were enough.

"I'm willing to admit defeat! The punishment rules are absolute, brother, you are not just playing, are you?"

Returning what Meng Lang said just now, even the tone of his voice was intact, Fangran looked like an accomplice of a loan shark, grabbed him and gently forced him to speak:

"It's okay, brother, I'll pump it for you this time!"

Adhering to the principle of never cheating, Fangran inserted his hand into the mouth of the box, and then suddenly raised it high!

——Play a pocky game with the person who writes ng words for you, and you are not allowed to bite off the words in advance.

"No, wait...Brother, don't do anything, listen to my explanation, this may be intentional...!"

round 3.

"Click——."

"Ah, did I lose this time..."

Hearing Xia Yao's interruption with a chuckle, Gou Yu looked slightly startled.

finally come----!!!!!

Fang Ran, who finally succeeded in reaching the locked achievement on the second page of the kissing record in the previous round, watched Gou Yu put his hand into the lottery box and couldn't help but cheer in his heart. He held his chin with one hand and thought rapidly in his mind.

There are a total of 40 punishment notes in the box. After subtracting 8, there are still 32. However, none of my 10 notes has appeared. I rounded according to the algorithm taught to me by my high school math teacher. In other words,

Xiao or this one will definitely get the backless sweater!

Fang Ran tried to use mysterious spiritual power to interfere with the lottery results. Fang Ran, who had no regard for what he studied in high school out of desire, stared at Gou Yu's hand closely.

Then the moment the note was placed on the table to announce the results, he saw it written on it!

——Transfer visa.

Fangran, life has no love.jpg.

who is it!!!!

What bastard came up with such a pathetic rule (unacceptable)!!!

"Transfer, then I will transfer."

Watching the pointer on the turntable rotate, Fangran felt inexplicably that he suddenly realized a very serious problem.

Wait, what if I draw a backless sweater?

Fangran, who had a constipated face, watched the turntable pointer move without stopping, and his heart kept tightening. He glanced around at Meng Lang and Gou Yu, who were all waiting for the results. When he saw Xia Yao's beautiful figure opposite him,

Fangran was stunned for a moment and realized a worse problem.

What if...the senior sister draws a backless sweater...

The moment this thought emerged,

Fangran suddenly saw that the world in front of him was like a scene switching. For no reason, it switched to a bright moonlit night. The room was illuminated by the faint moonlight, and the figures on both sides of the small table disappeared.

He sat in his original position and looked at the tall figure across from him, with his long and tight white legs pressed on the small table, and his hands wrapped around his neck. At this time, this extremely tempting posture, and everything in front of him from this angle,

Fangran suddenly felt extremely thirsty, and the moment he subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hands to do something,

He somehow figured out that he actually didn't want to see Gou Yu wearing a backless sweater.

After thinking about this clearly, in the room where only the two of them were dimly illuminated by the moonlight, Fangran heard Xia Yao biting his earlobe and whispering moist and ambiguous words.

"Then junior fellow student, do you actually want to see me put it on?"

No! Wait... No, no! What is going on! Why am I here!?

Although he is a participant, he is also a boy who has just grown up. Once again, he realizes that he is living with a beautiful member of the opposite sex, and his restless lust. He is slightly sober and feels strange thoughts arising in confusion.

Fangran, who was extremely shaken, vaguely felt that he seemed to have some means to deal with this situation.

Then, just before I feel like I can no longer control myself, I subconsciously ask for help!

The next second, the world suddenly changed.

It turned into a small bathroom in the airplane. I leaned in the corner and saw a tall figure wearing a backless sweater. His back, buttocks, thighs, and the edges of the killer big chest muscles were all clearly visible!

The most suffocating thing was that when I turned around, I could still see the gash on my chest made by the Tang knife. Looking at Meng Lang wearing a backless sweater and himself in this small space,

His body was suddenly unable to move. Fangran's eyes widened in shock as he slowly approached her, grabbing her hand and placing it on his chest, lowering his head affectionately and saying:

"Brother... do you know why this dress is called the Virgin Killer..."

...

...

"ah----------!"

Fangran woke up from the deep sleep he had fallen into because he had not had a good rest in the past two nights. He felt that he was almost killed and trembled violently. The moment he felt his body regaining movement, he subconsciously jumped forward to avoid it.

Then, when he woke up and looked stiff, he saw Osphia, whose blond hair was messy and was pressed under him again, and she gritted her teeth slightly and said:

"What are you doing?"

"Forehead...."
Chapter completed!