Zuo Rui had the intention to play a prank on Sheng Tingye and Situ Xuan, two wealthy young masters who were in high positions.

So when the number plates were distributed just now, No. 6 was deliberately assigned to Situ Xuan.

Think about it, two noble young men from eight major families kissing for thirty seconds. This scene must be very exciting, and it may become a classic that will be passed down forever.

"Who is No. 6? Please come forward consciously!"

Zuo Rui looked at everyone and asked in a fake tone.

Situ Xuan had a bad temper. He stood up again, pointed at Zuo Rui and said, "What's your background? You're so courageous. You dare to play tricks on my second brother Sheng. You're really tired of living.

Do you want to try what it’s like to die?”

Zuo Rui's expression was calm and he was not threatened.

He has been involved in lawsuits for so many years, and he has never seen anyone from all walks of life with a more powerful background than Situ Xuan, so he must be treated with respect.

"I'm willing to admit defeat. Since Mr. Sheng and Master Situ are coming to play with us, they must respect the rules of the game, otherwise they cannot afford to lose."

After Zuo Rui finished speaking, he took out his cell phone, turned on the stopwatch, stretched out his hand and said: "You two, let's start, it's not a big deal, the two beautiful boys are kissing, the picture is very beautiful."

Everyone looked at them expectantly.

If the two of them didn't hug and kiss each other today, it would really be a bit awkward.

Situ Xuan coughed twice and said with an arrogant expression: "Everyone is watching what I do. I'm not number 6."

Then, he looked at Sheng Tingye beside him, with a look of deep sympathy: "Second brother, why don't you take a gamble? I think the girls here are pretty good-looking. If you kiss her for thirty seconds, you can too."

Don’t suffer any loss, if unfortunately you are a man, I will turn into a villain and lift the table for you!"

"What, you're not number 6?"

Zuo Rui frowned and asked hurriedly: "What's your number?"

"Master No. 9, if you don't believe me, open your little eyes and take a good look!!"

After Situ Xuan finished speaking, he proudly threw the number plate on the table.

It’s really number 9!

Zuo Rui's expression changed greatly, and he thought that he had made a mistake. He must have read the number plate upside down just now and mistakenly recorded the number 9 instead of the number 6.

However, the atmosphere has reached this point, and it is not appropriate to change my words, so I can only continue with the process: "Then who is No. 6? Come forward quickly, don't waste time."

Anyway, it should be quite interesting to watch Shanda CEO, who has always been cold and cold, kiss other people.

"Not me!"

"Not me either!"

Everyone showed their number plates one after another, but Chu Zhixin sat still, with an awkward expression and a slight blush on his cheeks.

The answer is already apparent.

Situ Xuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Sheng, you are lucky, I just happened to draw your little wife, now you can kiss her with confidence!"

Sheng Tingye's eyes fell on Chu Zhixin, his eyes had no meaning, and he said in a cold voice: "I am willing to admit defeat, and I will accept the punishment."

In his memory, her lips were moderately thick and soft like jelly. After tasting it briefly last time, he thought about it for a long time.

He also recently discovered that he, who originally objected to close contact with women, does not object to being in close contact with women.

She contacted and even expected to get closer...

Everyone's eyes were focused on Jiachu Zhixin.

The new boss and the old boss have been married for many years, so a kiss should be a normal thing, right?

Chu Zhixin took a deep breath and finally raised her head, but the person she looked at was Zuo Rui and said, "I think this punishment is boring."

The implication: Kissing Sheng Tingye is boring.
Chapter completed!