âOh, make a bet?â Hearing this, Su Luoâs eyes sparkled.
Beichen Ying, this doll, was simply too cute okay? She hadnât said anything about betting, yet he impatiently delivered himself for her to oppress and even wanted to lose money in a bet? Where could she find such a good child ah?
Su Luoâs heart was extremely satisfied, but on the surface, she frowned slightly and somewhat reluctantly said: âTo bet? What do you want to bet on?â
âIf I win, the debt I owe you from previous bets are now even.â Beichen Ying passionately said.
Before, Beichen Ying lost a bet to Su Luo and owed her a condition. If Beichen Ying hadnât mentioned this, Su Luo would have already long forgotten it.
âOkay.â Su Luoâs eyes were half-narrowed, the slyness of a little fox flashing through her eyes, âThen if you lose...â
Su Luo stroked her chin, half-murmuring as her pitch-black as ink eyes whirled around.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYou want to choose truth or dare?â Su Luo smiled very crafitly.
In Beichen Yingâs impression, this bet simply didnât need to compete. Su Luo would lose for sure. Therefore, whatâs the difference between truth or dare? Thinking up to here, Beichen Ying boldly patted his chest, using righteous and upright words to say: âWhatâs so fun about truth, if I we must play, then play dare!â
Nangong Liuyun looked at Beichen Ying that faced danger with a foolish brain, and speechlessly shook his head. He silently turned his face away.
Su Luo was all smiles as she looked at Beichen Ying, and confirmed once again: âYou are certain you want to play dare?â
âIâm certain I wonât lose.â Beichen Ying was full of self-confidence.
Itâs not like he hadnât fought hand-to-hand combat with Su Luo, how could he not know her skills? That skill was so weak that it couldnât stand up to the wind. Since elemental laws couldnât be used, just relying on the bodyâs strength, Beichen Ying felt that with one fist from him, Su Luo would die.
âSince you are so self-confident, then fine.â Su Luo calmly nodded, and hooked her finger at Beichen Ying.
Beichen Yingâs eyes flashed with curiosity as he eagerly ran over.
â#¥¥......&......&%......â Su Luo muttered several sentenses by Beichen Yingâs ear.
Beichen Yingâs complexion gradually became red, afterwards, it was as red as a mature chilli pepper. One could almost see steam coming out.
âHow about it, dare to bet?â Su Luo calmly asked, with arms crossed in front of her chest. Casting a sideways glance at him and used the simplest indirect psychological approach to get him to do what she wanted.
Donât need to say anything else, this indirect psychological approach was really useful against Beichen Ying.
âBet!â Beichen Ying clenched his fist and with upright words, and with a stiff handsome face, said, âIn any case, I wonât lose!â
âOkay.â Su Luo was afraid Beichen Ying would back out, and picked up the brush. With a few strokes, she finished writing out a contract, âYou take a look. Is there any place on this that is incorrect? If there isnât, then just sign your name.â
âMust it be like this?â Beichen Yingâs face had a âin a difficult situationâ expression. Like a thief, his eyes furtively swept by Zi Yan, afraid of exposing a trace of mistake.
âIf you are afraid of losing then...â
Su Luo hadnât finished speaking before Beichen Ying hopped about indignantly.
âWhoâs afraid of losing? How can I, Beichen Ying, lose? Impossible!â Beichen Ying was very confident.
âThen why donât you dare sign it? Hesitating, how could you resemble a man ah?â Su Luo tossed him the brush that was dipped in ink, her eyebrows provocatively lifting up. With a ghost of a smile, she looked at Beichen Ying.
âSign, then just sign!â Beichen Ying bit his lower lips, hatefully glaring at Su Luo. Then, he summoned his courage and, facing that paper, waved his brush. After he finished writing, he still didnât forget to approach Su Luo to exhort her with several sentences, âYou canât tell this matter to that girl. Otherwise, my skin will be peeled off.â