Chapter 13

The third and final round begins.

This time, song Qinghuan came first. When she put the dice on the table, she felt that everything in front of her began to wobble.

She knew she was drunk!

"Two o'clock! Two o'clock! " Han Xixi yelled beside, and then lifted song Qinghuan's dice cover.

It's not two, it's six!

But enough for hancici to be happy.

She looks like she's in the grip of victory, and "Hua la la" shakes her dice cup.

But when she opened her die cap, the proud smile on her face suddenly solidified. Her expression was like a clamorous duck, suddenly choked by someone.

Song Qinghuan shook his dizzy head and looked down. One by one, one by two. It was only three in all.

At this moment, she laughed, and then turned to look at Shi Yuhan, with a look of appreciation, as if to say that I won, I won, you quickly let me into the times group.

When the cold ignored her, leisurely look to Han Sisi, face not sad not happy, "you lost, Miss Han! From then on, I have nothing to do with you any more. "

His cold voice, every word poked into hancici's heart, made hancici instantly white face.

With tears in her eyes, she kept warm and bit her lower lip. She looked like a pear blossom with rain but stubborn. She said in a hoarse voice, "no, I didn't lose! If you don't believe in kissing anyone, I'm sure you don't know... "

"What?" Song Qinghuan looked shocked and frightened.

Shi Yuhan reaches over Song Qinghuan's face, pinches her chin with her fingers, and presents her small face under his sight. The enigmatic man's dark eyes are full of traps.

Song Qinghuan was so frightened that he was in a mess in the wind that he wanted to say to Shi Yuhan: don't mess with me

When the cold body you to lean forward, then kiss her soft lips.

At the same time, some inexplicable emotions such as stupefaction, blushing, heart beating, surprise hit song Qinghuan, and she was scared to open her eyes.

After five seconds, she struggled.

But she was not allowed to escape from the cold. After her lips escaped, he tightly clasped her back neck with one hand, and the thin lips sealed her red lips again, grinding and plundering.

Song Qinghuan's brain is blank, she can't think, only when the heat of the lips and tongue, and more and more make her confused breath.

“……” Her face became paler and paler. She was about to suffocate. She needed to breathe and tried to push him away. But the more she struggled, the deeper he kissed.

At last she couldn't see anything, she couldn't feel anything.

It's really dead. She was fainted by a kiss. This is the last memory left in her mind before Song Qinghuan fainted.

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