Into the Wolves: The Little Maid in the Boys' School

Chapter 72 Chapter 74 : Lost

Shen Hebai was afraid that Leng Xijin wouldn't be able to hold back his temper and asked her to go out, so he raised his hands and responded immediately when he heard this: "Play a game? Okay! What game are you playing?"

Seeing Shen Hebai's corresponding enthusiasm, Song Qianyuan's smile deepened, and he looked at Leng Xijin who was silent at the side: "Student Shen has already agreed, so what about this student Leng?"

The topic turned to himself, Leng Xijin turned his head to meet the gaze projected from beside him, and nodded with a smile on his face: "I, I am free."

Such a lackluster answer did not dampen Song Qianyuan's enthusiasm, but made him feel even better. He smiled and picked up the silver spoon in front of him and put it on the big dinner plate: "The props are limited, just use this spoon. It's very simple. After the spoon spins and stops, the direction it points to is the loser. The loser will either perform a small show, or answer the questions raised by the other two people, um... it should be regarded as a mild version of truth or dare? I don’t know what the two students think How about it?"

Can ask questions!Shen He's white eyes lit up, and he sat up straight and was eager to try: "It's very interesting, let's play it!"

Hearing the words, Leng Xijin glanced sideways at the people beside him, and was very puzzled when he saw the unconcealable excitement on Shen Hebai's face, but the current situation couldn't help him shrink back, suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, he had no choice but to agree There was an interesting sound.

"Since the two students, Shen, agree, let's start." Looking at the two of them, Song Qianyuan smiled, stretched out three fingers to pinch the handle of the spoon, and then turned the spoon quickly. stand up.

For a moment, the eyes of the three people were all focused on the rapidly spinning spoon, and the silver spinning on the green dinner plate echoed the refracted light, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

Gradually the speed of rotation began to slow down, and then became slower and slower, and the exquisite patterns carved on the spoon could be clearly seen, as if it would stop in the next second.

Shen Hebai involuntarily tightened his sleeves, pointed the direction of the spoon in his heart to Song Qianyuan, because she wanted to ask Song Qianyuan countless questions about Dongfang Jizhou. People should be very important to each other, and now that such a ready-made opportunity is in front of us, it is like a pie in the sky.

The eyes of the three people were all fixed on the silver that was slowly rotating and was about to stop, and watched the head of the spoon pass by one person after another. When the spoon finally stopped, the three of them stared wide-eyed at the same time.

Looking at Shen Hebai who was pointing in his direction, his eyes were especially wide, and the silent words in his heart stopped abruptly, almost dumbfounded.

Why her?Is she that unlucky again?The first one got the trick... Did I make a mistake?

Compared with the bewilderment of the parties involved, Song Qianyuan and Leng Xijin's reaction was much more pleasant, especially Song Qianyuan, who reached out and knocked on the dinner plate with a smile: "Student Shen, you have been recruited."

When Leng Xijin heard the words and raised his eyebrows, he also became agitated. He put aside the displeasure just now, and said excitedly, "Well... let me think about what I want to ask?"

Shen Hebai's head was covered with black lines all of a sudden, she rubbed her numb cheeks with her hands: "I would like to accept the bet, and since I lost, then I should fulfill the punishment! However, I should be able to choose between asking questions and performing, right?"

Facing those questioning eyes, Song Qianyuan smiled and shook his index finger: "No, it must be made by the punisher, but I seem to have forgotten to mention this just now."

"..." Shen Hebai clenched his teeth.

I forgot what I said, it was obviously intentional!Sly bastard!
Leng Xijin was hesitating about how to realize his plan, but he immediately felt relieved when he heard Song Qianyuan's words, his eyes and brows couldn't hide his complacency, and he couldn't help urging: "Time is limited, so please Song Qianyuan first." bring it on!"

Song Qianyuan smiled: "Since Classmate Leng gave me the right to be the first place, then I will not be polite." He cleared his throat, looked at Shen Hebai and asked in a serious manner: "What is the punishment method I propose? Ask questions, and my question is: Does student Shen have a crush on this school? Or impulsive ones are also fine."

Hearing this, Shen Hebai almost choked on her saliva. She looked at the person across from her in disbelief, suppressed the urge to roll her eyes and asked, "I said Song Qianyuan, Mr. Song, what is an impulsive object? You ask a Is it really okay for high school students to ask questions like this? Or is it in an all-boys school, or the one I just came in for a few days, is there any misunderstanding, Mr. Song?"

Leng Xijin didn't expect Song Qianyuan to ask such an explosive question, he was almost dumbfounded, but his heart beat uncontrollably... The object of the impulsive sentence was too obvious, it was completely hidden He has a yellow accent, and he is an impulsive object for Shen Hebai. As soon as he asked this question, he realized that he also wanted to know, like a certain door that was suppressed in his body opened, bubbling and bubbling, all possible The speculation was completely irrepressible.

For Shen Hebai's questioning, Song Qianyuan had a calm expression on his face. He shrugged and said innocently: "It's just a game, student Shen thinks too much, just answer according to the question, I won't take it too seriously." .”

"..." Shen Hebai burst out a foul language directly in his heart, endured and endured before opening his mouth: "Okay, since it's a game, then follow the rules of the game, the ones you like or are impulsive, right? Yes, why not."

Song Qianyuan squinted his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Oh? Sure enough, who is it?"

Leng Xijin became nervous all of a sudden, he tightened his hands, stared sideways at the person half a meter away beside him, and waited with bated breath for the next answer.

Sensing the gazes projected by the two, Shen Hebai raised his eyebrows, cupped his cheeks with both hands and put them on the table. The originally narrow long table suddenly became crowded, and she almost touched the person across the table: "If I were a girl, I would I will definitely like a person like Mr. Song very much, with such a handsome appearance and a bit of a bad personality, no matter how you look at it, he is a qualified lover."

The cannon fire was aimed at him at once, although Song Qianyuan had already noticed the next development when Shen Hebai approached, but when he heard it with his own ears, there was still a trace of subtlety in his heart, as if he was being calmed by the lake of heart. Feather swept it lightly, and he couldn't help laughing when he met those smiling eyes: "Ah... so the type that student Shen likes is me, I'm really flattered."

Seeing Song Qianyuan's daze for a moment, Shen Hebai was very proud, and when he was about to make some more jokes, he listened to Song Qianyuan again.

He said: "But I'm curious, is student Shen's love for me emotional or...physical?"

(End of this chapter)