Chapter 1142

"Then I'll come first. I'll have a simple one first." Zhao Ruibin stroked his sleeve, chose the upper layer in the middle, then chose a building block in the middle and slowly pulled it out.

Jiang Chan leaned over and took a look: "please tell me your first impression of the first opposite sex on the right."

Liu Runze glanced: "on your right is Zhiwei. Tell me about your first impression of Zhiwei."

Turning to look at Jiang Chan, Zhao Ruibin said with a smile, "it's very beautiful, very good temperament, and it's even more dexterous to contact."

Jiang Chan held the tea cup and motioned to Zhao Ruibin, "thank you, you are also very handsome."

Han Carrie reminded Zhao Ruibin: "it's time to put the building blocks on the top floor. Be careful not to collapse."

Liu Runze cleared his throat and slowly put the building blocks in the middle of the top floor.

"It's me next, isn't it?" Liu Runze wiped his hands and chose a middle layer. The difference is that he smoked the building blocks at the edge instead of the middle one.

"When was your first love?"

After reading this sentence, the atmosphere in the air immediately became much tense, and the rest of the people stared at the building block tower, worried about whether there would be any explosive problems behind.

Liu Runze smiled: "first love was in senior two. It should not be early love at the age of 18."

"No, it's too late for aze's first love. Don't you see that all the primary school students are in love now?" Zhao Ruibin was active. He was the warm person on the ground.

Han Carrie: "didn't some love letters from primary school students become popular on the Internet before? It was written by others. It's called a love letter that loves you forever."

"How old is this? Primary school students have written love letters?" Bai Jiang was obviously very surprised. He scratched his hair. "He felt that he seemed to lag a lot."

The game soon passed five and soon came to Jiang Chan. While others were pumping blocks, Jiang Chan sat on the carpet in front of the sofa with a cup and looked at everyone with a smile.

Even if the atmosphere in the living room is tense, her sitting posture is particularly relaxed. It seems that the tension here can't affect her at all.

"When we get to Zhiwei, the more people play in the future, the more difficult it is." in front of Jiang Chan is Baijiang. Ya is like her fan. She sits next to her at dinner and now she sits next to her when playing games.

Jiang Chan put down the cup. The bottom of the cup contacted the mirror of the tea table and made a slight sound. She stroked her sleeve. Before everyone could react, a building block appeared in the palm of her hand, and the wooden tower remained motionless.

"So soon?"

"Is that too fast?"

"Let's see what the problem is."

Zhao Ruibin happened to be on Jiang Chan's left hand, and then read it out: "please tell me your love experience."

Jiang Chan gently put the small building blocks on the top and wrote: "no love experience."

Baijiang first spoke: "impossible? You are so beautiful that no one pursues you?"

Fang Fei: "yes, Zhiwei, you look very special. Why haven't you been in love?"

Zhao Ruibin didn't say anything, but the smile on his face was getting bigger and bigger.

Jiang Chan chuckled: "my work circle is very small, I rarely touch the opposite sex, and I'm usually more curtily. Maybe that's why I've been solo until now?"

The truth layer upon layer game has been played for five rounds in a row. The more you get to the back, the more thrilling it is. If the purpose of playing the game at the beginning is to understand each other, then the purpose of the later game becomes that no one wants to be punished.

When the game turned to Fang Fei, the building block tower was shaking. Fang Fei's hand immediately stopped and didn't dare to do anything. It's a pity that she didn't have a problem if she didn't do anything. After shaking twice, the building block tower collapsed.

"Oh!" everyone cheered when the building block tower collapsed, especially Baijiang. If Fang Fei has passed this one, he should be the next one.

"Think about how to punish?"

"Why don't you perform a talent?"

"Agree."

Looking at everyone's discussion, Jiang Chan picked her eyebrows. How else can we say that these people are human spirits? Obviously, it is punishment. In fact, it is an opportunity to show your strengths in disguise.

Fang Fei hesitated: "why don't I sing a song? Don't laugh at me. My singing is out of tune."

"No, no, but I'm looking forward to it."

Fang Fei's voice is very sweet. She chose a classic old-fashioned love song. The living room gradually quieted down, leaving only the gentle sound line flowing quietly.

Saying that her singing is out of tune is actually her modesty. Jiang Chan hasn't heard this song because she doesn't know much about the world. Anyway, she thinks she sings very well.

After singing, everyone touched the venue and applauded.

"It's eleven o'clock. It's time for us to go back to our room." go back to the room and wash. It's almost time to send text messages at twelve o'clock on time.

Love does not forget that there are a set of program rules. All guests stationed in the cabin must abide by these rules. One of them is that they can only send text messages to one heterosexual at 12 o'clock every night.

After washing, Jiang Chan leaned on the sofa in her pajamas. She didn't know if someone would send her a message today. Of course she is happy to have her. If she doesn't, she won't be sad.

What's the big deal? Isn't it just a text message?

"Zhiwei, your clothes are so beautiful. Where did you buy them? Can you tell me?" Fang Fei also went out of the bathroom, wiping her long wet hair and talking to Jiang Chan.

Jiang Chan put down the book in her hand: "I made it myself. I usually like to make some handicrafts by myself."

Fang Fei didn't wipe her hair: "you made that skirt too? No wonder I don't have this style on the market. That skirt is really beautiful. I know you're too good."

Jiang Chan is modest: "it's general. It's mainly because of my interest. I like making these hand-made things, such as DIY cake, pottery or making clothes by myself."

Han Carrie also came out: "it's getting better and better. I know what you do. You look so mysterious."

Jiang Chan was serious: "no, no, no, I'm not mysterious at all. I'm just an ordinary person, but my interests are a little small."

At present, the three people get along fairly harmoniously. Maybe it's because today is the first time we meet. We haven't locked our respective tasks and goals, and there's no need to play tricks at this time.

Seeing that it was twelve o'clock, Jiang Chan felt out her mobile phone and took the lead in sending a text message out. Of course she sent it to Zhao Ruibin. After all, she has the most intersection with Zhao Ruibin today, okay?

Then Jiang Chan's cell phone rang three times in a row, indicating that she received three messages. Han Carrie and Fang Feiqi looked over, their eyes unclear.