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The capacity of dreams as a carrier is very large. Deep sleep may make you feel like a long time has passed in just ten minutes.

In the cabin next to Beijing University of Lake, the water vapor makes the wind in the sunny cabin become soft, the pure white gauze curtains are blowing gently, the expensive swivel chair next to the desk, the PS4 on the small coffee table in front of the wide-screen TV, and the bar at the door of the kitchen The green radish is luxuriant,

The wind chimes hanging on the railing of the balcony door swayed gently, the pure white floor and the ice cubes in the glass, in this beautiful atmosphere like a youth movie,

Looking at the daily scene of Gou Yu smearing cream on a cake in the kitchen, he propped up one cheek and let the breeze blow his hair. Fangran looked quiet and gentle. He lowered his eyes and chuckled as he enjoyed this moment of peaceful daily life. .

How should I put it, although it is a bit abrupt, but...

I really want to look younger or wear a backless sweater once.

Sitting next to him and reading a model magazine, Meng Lang watched Fangran, who was in a daze a second ago, suddenly crisscrossed in front of his chin, his eyes speechless and the corner of his mouth twitching.

I must be thinking about something else...

"Captain, I tried to make a new cake. Do you want to try it?"

How on earth can I get my little one to wear a backless sweater....

Fangran, who was indifferent to the invitation to taste that he had already pounced on in the past, lowered his eyes and thought about this issue seriously with a serious expression.

"team leader?"

Then the moment Gou Yu asked again, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind!

"Hey! Xiaoor! Brother! Let's play a game!"

"It's okay to play, but why is it so sudden?"

Putting down the plate with the cake cut, Gou Yu also sat down at his seat at the small table. Gou Yu looked at him and asked slightly strangely, and then saw Fang Ran's eyes rising as he answered:

"Ah... I have always longed for... a high-end celebrity like Sister Ming Ling who plays with other people at parties..."

And listening to his extremely suspicious explanation, Meng Lang held up his 'study materials' and grinned with a 'Brother, I've seen through you' expression:

"Hey, brother, you must be fighting something again..."

“A party game with a punishment component.”

"So what are we going to play? (Decisive and solemn)"

Gou Yu: "..."

Brother Meng, you changed your mind too quickly. Your intention to embarrass the captain is written all over your face.

And is it my misunderstanding that I always feel uneasy...

Seeing that the two guys in front of him were already eager to try and couldn't wait to start, Gou Yu sighed helplessly, then looked at Fang Ran and asked:

"Okay, what about the rules?"

"Hmm hum hum... hum hum hum, hum hum hum!!!"

Hearing that Xiao Or had finally fallen into his trap, Fangran lowered his head and let out a "planned" three-part devil smile. Then he took out the lottery box, marker, turntable, sticky notes and headband, and stood up with his eyes wide open. Slap the table and shout!

"Let's play a game where we randomly select NG words written by others and wear them on our foreheads. Whoever is induced to say them has to draw his or her own punishment from a box that provides ten punishments for each person!!!"

"Wow...it's really a game with simple and easy-to-understand rules..."

Seeing the proposal he shouted out with such enthusiasm, Meng Lang, who still looked disgusted with the opponent's ability to name names, curled his lips, but in the next second, his fighting spirit seemed to be burning all over his body, and he hit the table with his eyes widened!

"But oh Moses! Dude! I accept your challenge!"

And looking at this scene, looking at these two careless things that slap the table at every turn,

Gou Yu silently glanced at the turntable, sticky notes, headband, markers and the opaque lottery box used to draw punishment conditions on the table.

I don’t know when I started to get used to this setting where the captain can take out anything...

"Everyone writes an NG word for everyone else. It cannot be repeated. Then he writes ten more punishments and puts them in the box.

And in order to increase the randomness and fun of uncertainty, a ‘transfer ticket’ must be added to the penalty box! "

Blocking it with his arms, like a primary school student who was afraid that his exam classmates would copy his answers, Fangran, who had written all the notes in a swish, flashed in his eyes, raised the corner of his mouth and pushed up his non-existent glasses!

"Not only can you skip the punishment, but you can also randomly send someone else to take the punishment for you!"

"How's it going? Brother, you're in the way. If you're scared, you'd better quit the game with me and Xiaoyou right now!"

"Ha! Just what I want! Come on, brother!"

After deliberately provoking him, he looked at Meng Lang. Sure enough, he looked confident with his arms folded. Fang Ran pretended to be passionate and competitive on the surface, but secretly smiled evilly and crazily in his heart!

Huh, my stupid brother,

I’m afraid you still don’t know what the existence of the transfer visa means to me who has a [Creation Card],

As long as I put my hand into the box and create a transfer ticket in an instant, I would be in an invincible position and increase the probability of being punished by half!

And the most important thing is, it seems that the probability of penalty for each person writing ten cards is 1/30.

but! ! !

me! ! !

All ten pictures are of people wearing backless sweaters!

Supervising each other, they put the transfer tickets and punishment slips into the lottery box. Fangran glanced at the two very 'targeted' NG notes that he had written for Meng Lang and Gou Yu respectively, and secretly secretly felt the 'desire sauce' in his heart. laugh.

The probability of losing is half, plus nearly a third of the probability of winning, which means about 1/or the appearance of wearing a backless sweater, plus my two tailor-made notes....

Ehehe~Ehehehe~Ehehehehehe~~~! ! !

"Huh? Junior, what are you playing?"

But at this moment, the tall and graceful figure who seemed to have just returned from school and was walking upstairs from the skylight staircase heard their words, leaned down towards Fangran, and Xia Yao said with a slight smile of interest.

"It seems very interesting. Can you take one with me?"

"Forehead...."

The moment he heard her say this, Fangran, who was calculating a small abacus in his mind, suddenly stiffened.

Yabai...wait, there will be more seniors, in this case...

"Well, it just so happens that we haven't started yet. Then, Sister Xia, let me tell you the rules."

But there was no reason to refuse. Seeing that Gou Yu had already agreed, Fangran had no time to calculate the probability of success for one more person, and gritted his teeth slightly and clenched his fists with determination.

I have no choice but to get on it!

Then after explaining the rules clearly to Xia Yao and preparing to end the lottery,

Round1.

The moment after they finished drawing cards and gathered together, they quickly looked around at the heads of the others. The top of Xia Yao's head was 'work', and the one above Gou Yu's head was 'mobile phone'. When he saw that they were not written by himself, Fangran secretly thought He frowned slightly and clicked his tongue.

Tsk...I missed it...

Then after seeing the top of Meng Lang's head, Fangran crossed his arms in front of his face and smiled maliciously,

Meng Lang, who was also looking around, rubbed his chin with a wicked smile after seeing the top of Fangran's head. The same thought came to both of them at this moment.

The decision is yours! ×2

And looking at the words "Brother" and "Brother" written on their heads,

Gou Yu had a complicated look on his face and was slightly speechless.

How can I put it, you two really have a good understanding in a place like this...

"Then let me ask you, brother..."

"Crack————!"

Fang Ran was about to trick Meng Lang into calling him a name, but he immediately heard Meng Lang shouting and grabbing his shoulders with a sweet smile.

"Congratulations, brother, you lost the first round."

"ah!?"

Fang Ran, who thought he was sure of victory, was confused by his defeat at the speed of light. Then he took off the sticky note on his forehead and looked at the two big words "brother" written on it, and his expression became as hard as constipation.

"Damn it! Brother, you are such a loser, you are plotting against me!!!"

A faint and smug smile appeared on Feng Qingyun's face, and then Meng Lang put on a black and evil face, grabbed Fangran hard with his hand, and threatened every word like a loan shark:

"I am willing to admit defeat. The punishment rules are absolute. Brother, you are not just playing, are you?"

Damn it...there's nothing I can do about it, but it's okay, I still have insurance measures.

Seeing Meng Lang's ugly face, Fangran gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, then reached out to the lottery box, but...

Snapped!

The moment he was about to reach in, Meng Lang grabbed him.

"Qiaodou Sack, I remember that someone's ability is to change things, right? Are you thinking of cheating by conjuring a 'transfer sign'? Ah, brother?"

"Fuck! Brother, you actually guessed..."

A big face approached Meng Lang, who was staring closely at the panicked Fangran, and asked Meng Lang in a ferocious tone that would scare a crying child, with an evil and cold and arrogant smile in his heart.

Humph, my naive brother, do you think I didn't guess what you were planning?

"In order to prevent you from cheating with your abilities, brother, I will take your punishment for you, hahaha,"

Meng Lang suddenly let out a gloating laugh, and Meng Lang's movements instantly became wild. Regardless of Fangran's desperate efforts to stop it, he inserted it into the lottery box and roared with pride!

"Your turn, Doro-!!!"

I screamed in my heart, ‘It must be the one written by me! ’, before Fang Ran cheated, he slapped the punishment note in front of everyone and made it public!

Then....

They hugged each other closely at the small table. They were both expressionless and dark-faced. Fangran spoke silently with no wave in his voice and his eyes were dead:

"Brother, do you regret exposing me?"

"you shut up."

Looking at the extremely eye-catching sight of the two people hugging each other tightly, Gou Yu wordlessly picked up the punishment note that Meng Lang had pulled out, which read:

——Hold the person who wrote NG words to you for ten seconds.

Um...could this be...

After taking a look at Xia Yao, who was smiling and looking good-looking, Gou Yu suddenly fell silent.

Um...could it be that I've been involved in a rather bad game filled with desires...

Round2.

After quickly scanning the crowd, Fangran clicked his tongue again when he saw that Gou Yu's head said 'like' this time, but it was still not a note written by himself, but this time he decided to take the initiative even if it wasn't!

But after looking at no one who spoke first, and remembering the lessons learned from his failure in the last round, Fangran was silent for a moment, then looked at Gou Yu seriously and solemnly, and spoke in a concise and simple way using his strengths:

"Smallhuo, what do you like?"

Meng Lang, who was secretly chuckling while looking at his head and determined to trick Fangran, was instantly shocked by his shamelessness.

"Holy crap! English? Brother, how can you be more shameless..."

"Crack————!"

But before he finished his shocked complaint, he saw Fang Ran turning his head to look at him viciously, with a sinister smile on his face while grinding his molar teeth.

"There is a road to heaven if you don't want to take it. Brother, let me interrupt you. Come on, start your performance."

After being stunned for a moment, he took off his note and looked at the two big words "Fuck" written on it. Meng Lang fell silent for a moment and suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe.

"Fuck! How despicable! Brother, you actually write modal particles!"

"A soldier never tires of deceit! This is called tactics! If you are capable, write it too!"

Seeing that the two people, who both had 'fuck' written on their heads, were already quarreling with each other, Gou Yu really felt that they had had enough.

"I'm willing to admit defeat! The punishment rules are absolute, brother, you are not just playing, are you?"

Returning what Meng Lang said just now, even the tone of his voice was intact, Fangran looked like an accomplice of a loan shark, grabbed him and gently forced him to speak:

"It's okay, brother, I'll pump it for you this time!"

Adhering to the principle of never cheating, Fangran inserted his hand into the mouth of the box, and then suddenly raised it high!

——Play pocky games with people who write NG words for you, and you are not allowed to bite them off in advance.

"No, wait...Brother, don't do anything, listen to my explanation, this may be intentional...!"

Round3.

"Click——."

"Ah, did I lose this time..."

Hearing Xia Yao's interruption with a chuckle, Gou Yu looked slightly stunned.

finally come----! ! ! ! !

Fang Ran, who finally succeeded in reaching the locked achievement on the second page of the kissing record in the previous round, watched Gou Yu put his hand into the lottery box and couldn't help but cheer in his heart. He held his chin with one hand and thought rapidly in his mind.

There are a total of 40 punishment notes in the box. After subtracting 8, there are still 32. However, none of my 10 notes has appeared. I rounded according to the algorithm taught to me by my high school math teacher. In other words,

Xiao or this one will definitely get the backless sweater!

Fang Ran, who tried to use mysterious spiritual power to interfere with the results of the lottery, and had no regard for what he studied in high school out of desire, stared at Gou Yu's hand.

Then the moment the note was placed on the table to announce the results, he saw it written on it!

——Transfer sign.

Fangran, there is no love in life.jpg.

who is it! ! ! !

What bastard came up with such a pathetic rule (unacceptable)! ! !

"Transfer, then I will transfer."

Watching the pointer on the turntable rotate, Fangran felt inexplicably that he suddenly realized a very serious problem.

Wait, what if I draw a backless sweater?

Fangran, who had a constipated face, watched the turntable pointer turn, but it kept spinning, and his heart kept tightening. He glanced around at Meng Lang and Gou Yu, who were waiting for the results, and when he saw Xia Yao's beautiful figure opposite him,

After being slightly stunned, Fangran realized a worse problem.

What if...the senior sister draws a backless sweater...

The moment this thought emerged,

Fangran suddenly saw that the world in front of him was like a scene switching. For no reason, it switched to a bright moonlit night. The room was illuminated by the faint moonlight, and the figures on both sides of the small table disappeared.

He sat in his original position and looked at the tall figure across from him, with his long, tight, white legs pressed against the small table, and his hands wrapped around his neck. This time, this extremely tempting posture, and everything in front of him from this angle,

Fangran suddenly felt extremely thirsty, and the moment he subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hands to do something,

He somehow figured out that he actually didn't want to see Gou Yu wearing a backless sweater.

After thinking about this clearly, in the room where only the two of them were dimly illuminated by the moonlight, Fangran heard Xia Yao biting his earlobe and whispering ambiguous words in a moist voice.

"Then junior fellow student, do you actually want to see me put it on?"

No! Wait... No, no! What's going on! Why am I here! ?

Although he is a participant, he is also a boy who has just grown up. Once again, he realizes that he is living with a beautiful member of the opposite sex, and his restless lust. He is slightly sober and feels strange thoughts arising in confusion.

Fangran, who was extremely shaken, had a vague feeling that he seemed to have some means to deal with this situation.

Then, before I feel like I can no longer control myself, I subconsciously ask for help!

The next second, the world suddenly changed.

It turned into a small bathroom in the airplane. I leaned in the corner, and saw a tall figure wearing a backless sweater. The back, buttocks, thighs, and the edges of the big breasts with solid muscles were all clearly visible!

The most suffocating thing was that when he turned around, he could still see the gash on his chest made by the Tang knife. Looking at Meng Lang wearing a backless sweater and himself in this small space,

His body was suddenly unable to move. Fangran's eyes widened in shock as he watched him slowly move closer to her. She grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest. She lowered her head affectionately and said:

"Brother... do you know why this dress is called the Virgin Killer..."

...

...

"ah----------!"

Fangran woke up from the deep sleep he had fallen into because he had not had a good rest in the past two nights. He felt that he was almost killed and trembled violently. The moment he felt his body regaining movement, he subconsciously jumped forward to avoid it.

Then when he woke up and looked stiff, he saw Osphia with messy blond hair who was pressed under him again, and she gritted her teeth slightly and said:

"What are you doing?"

"Forehead...."

Fang gained valuable experience in not using ‘forced calmness’ in dreams of deep sleep.

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