Ximen Longting glared at her again: "How do you want to punish her?"
"Wilson, do you have any good suggestions?"
Wilson said dullly: "How do I know this? But when I was looking for mahjong just now, I saw a punishment manual."
Punishment manual?
"There is such a fun thing, why didn't you bring it out earlier for us to share."
Wilson hurriedly turned around and fetched it. It was probably the previous owner of the station wagon who was referring to the punishment manual.
Jing Jiaren opened it and read the first article:
"Blow up the balloons and tie them on a long rope, then wrap them around the waist of the loser, and let other players line up to pop the balloons with toothpicks. After all the balloons are popped, they will be like a skirt for the loser.
Dance the hula.”
Ximen Longting: "..."
Leng Lintian: "..."
"This seems interesting, Wilson, are there any balloons?"
Since there is such a punishment in this manual, the previous owner must have bought it too.
Sure enough, Wilson dug around for a while and found a large box of colorful balloons.
Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "Boring!"
"Since we are playing a game, of course we want to create an atmosphere. Wilson, blow up the balloons. Whoever loses, hang a balloon on him."
Wilson nodded and said: "Okay."
"Whoever fills ten balloons first will be popped first and dance the hula dance."
Ximen Longting glared at her fiercely: "Jing Jiaren, you have the guts!"
He was putting water on her, but the woman's elbow was bent outward.
Jing Jiaren stared back at him: "The game must be played fairly, otherwise what's the point? You have to take into account the mood of your companions occasionally."
Ximen Longting: "..."
"Young Master Leng and Miss Ji, do you have any objections to my proposal?"
Leng Lintian leaned back on his chair and smiled calmly: "No objection."
Ji Zihan shook her head quietly, playing the role of air honestly. Does she have the right to disagree?
Fortunately, Ximen Longting is sitting downstream of Jing Jiaren this time, so it is not that easy to let go...
Leng Lintian, on the other hand, took the role of Ximen Longting and fed Jing Jiaren.
Jing Jiaren looked at him suspiciously: "Aren't you afraid of punishment?"
"You are so lucky," Leng Lintian stared at her calmly and mocked, "How dare I give you cards in front of Ximen?"
Maybe, after all, Jing Jiaren has no evidence...
Maybe she was really lucky today?
Next, either Leng Lintian will shoot Jing Jiaren, or Jing Jiaren will touch herself.
After ten rounds, Leng Lintian's waist was filled with ten balloons.
Ximen Longting and Ji Zihan have three each.
"Leng Lintian, you want to dance hula." Jing Jiaren wanted to laugh when she looked at the bulging balloons around his waist.
"Camera?" Ximen Longting raised his lips with a smile on his face and ordered, "It's so valuable as a memorial, how could you not take a photo of it?"
Bo!
Jing Jiaren held a toothpick, leaned back as far as possible, and popped a balloon.
Bo! Bo...
Ximen Longting directly punctured the remaining 9. Violent maniac!
Jing Jiaren applauded: "Hula, hula, hula..."
Leng Lintian put on a very unique S pose, which almost made Jing Jiaren salivate.
I saw him twisting his waist and hips while spinning in circles. Ji Zihan, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh...
Wilson made a suppressed chuckle.
The only one who could hold back was Ximen Longting, who looked like a proud winner and acted cool.