"Do we really have to play such a twisted game?" Gege was both scared and excited.
"We've already talked about it before starting," He Qingyan replied.
"Hope you don't pick yourself," Su Qing said coldly.
"Whether it's you guys licking me, or me licking you, I won't back down," He Qingyan smiled, "Are you ready, everyone?"
Everyone's breath tightened instantly, as if the air was a colorless solid like plastic wrap.
He Qingyan enjoyed their expressions at this very moment with a smile.
"Number 5," she slowly said.
The bowstring was pulled, not a pistol, but it was too soon to relax, because the target of the arrow was not yet determined.
"Number 4... or 6...," she sipped her red wine again, like a vampire savoring blood.
Gege held her chest, making her already small bosom even smaller.
"Number 4 it is," He Qingyan smiled.
"Ah, ah!" Gege gasped for air as if she were walking on a bridge and nearly dropped her phone into the river.
