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This is a folk game of the Han nationality, popular all over the country. A dozen or dozens of people sit in a circle, one of them holds a flower, and the other carries everyone on his back or plays the drum blindfolded. When the drum sounds, the flowers are passed around, and the drum stops.

If the bouquet happens to be in the hands of two people, they can decide the loser through guessing or other methods, and the winner will kidnap a killer to be his wife. "Pure"

Drumming and passing flowers is a game suitable for all ages. It follows the rules of the paper and is mostly healthy and beneficial activities such as singing, dancing, guessing and answering questions. It is rich in content and diverse in form.

Drumming and passing flowers is actually a rule of the game. People pass flowers while drumming. When the drumming stops, whoever the flower passes to will be punished. Its original intention is to describe the joy of people passing flowers. The denser the drumming, the more the flowers pass.

, the stronger the sense of joy conveyed, and the more charming the final punishment. The latest chapter of the Local Medicine God.

In reality, people have given many complex connotations to beating drums to spread flowers. It is said that if drums are not beaten, they will not sound, and if flowers are not spread, they will not be fragrant. Many things are promoted and promoted by beating drums to spread flowers.

In fact, what drumming and spreading flowers conveys is a kind of spirit, a spirit of unity and encouragement, a spirit of mutual encouragement and competition, a will to dare to be the first and be glorious even in defeat, and an open mind.

Magnanimity, the magnanimous quality of a gentleman.

Whose smile the flowers fall on is the most touching, rather than whose house the flowers fall on, whose heart is filled with tears and timidity.

However, the game of beating drums and passing flowers was played like this by the women of the Construction Bureau, which is indeed an incredible innovation.

As expected, Chen Meilan took out a pair of sunglasses from her bag, with white paper attached to them. Yang Biqiao took them over and put them on Xiang Tianliang's face without any explanation.

Xiang Tianliang yelled, "No, no, no, then how can I look at beautiful women?"

Yang Biqiao smiled and said: "You have to play like this. As long as you guess correctly, you can see the beauty to your heart's content."

Chen Meilan said with a smile: "Yes, if you have the ability to guess correctly, you can see it however you want."

Xiang Tianliang was smiling as he was pulled up by Chen Meilan and Yang Biqiao and sat on the single sofa in the middle.

Xia Liu's little red envelope was used as a flower and was taken into Chen Meilan's hand.

"Start rebirth as a writer." Xiang Tianliang suddenly gave the command.

Chen Meilan smiled and quickly threw the small red envelope into Yang Biqiao's hand, and Yang Biqiao threw it to Bai Man.

Bai Man smiled mischievously, weighed it in his hand with a look of reluctance, and then slowly handed it to Chen Lin's hand.

Chen Lin did not dare to neglect, took the small red envelope and immediately threw it into Xia Xiaofang's hands.

Unexpectedly, Xia Xiaofang moved more quickly. As soon as she took hold of the bag, she lifted it with her hands and flew diagonally towards Cui Shuyao.

All the beauties laughed, thinking that this little girl is a master at playing drums and passing flowers.

Cui Shuyao chuckled and handed it to Zhu Lu.

Zhu Lu also acted quickly and threw a small red envelope to Lin Yu'er, the youngest.

Lin Yuer handed it to Ruan Yingzhu, Ruan Yingzhu gave it to Mei Yingxue, Mei Yingxue handed it to Tian Tian, ​​Tian Tian gave it to Yu Manqing, and Yu Manqing immediately handed it to Wang Siling.

Wang Siling also smiled and threw the small red envelope to Xu Aijun.

Xu Aijun was like holding a hot potato, not daring to pause, and handed the small red envelope to Xia Liu.

After the round of transfer, Xiao Honghong was still in the hands of the beauties, transferring it leisurely.

The atmosphere in the room became tense, and no one dared to laugh.

Who will be the first to win the lottery?

The hand uploaded the "flower", but everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiang Tianliang, staring at his crooked smile. The heartless CEO married the wrong wife: he didn't keep the vacant house.

"stop."

Suddenly, without any warning, he shouted to the sky.

The room was immediately filled with laughter.

The small red envelope stopped in Wang Siling's hand.

"I...I'm so unlucky."

Wang Siling looked sad, but everyone could hear that her tone was full of joy.

Yang Biqiao smiled and said: "Si Ling, you invented this game, so this is equivalent to the first prize for you."

The beauties are all smiling and looking forward to it.

Wang Siling was very generous. She stood up, twisted her waist and walked to Xiang Tianliang. She first took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, showed her charming eyes, and then said with a smile: "Ba Ye, you have to give me some face."

Yo."

"Haha, Sister Siling, tell me what you want me to guess." Xiang Tianliang said happily. This Wang Siling is very active on the eighth floor, laughing and joking all day long. Her husband is an engineer of the city's geological exploration team and is not around all year round.

She has been married for more than a year and has no children yet. Looking at her clothes, she looks like a young girl.

Wang Siling was well prepared and said with a smile: "Eighth Master, they say you have piercing eyes, so guess what color the bra I am wearing tonight is."

This question is so funny, because Wang Siling's shirt has a wide open collar, and you can see it if you glance at the sky.

It turned out that Wang Siling was delivering goods to Shiguan's doorstep.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Xiang Tianliang and Wang Siling.

"Sister Siling, I saw it earlier, your bra is green."

"wrong."

"It must be green."

"You don't regret it?"

"As soon as the cum comes out, it's hard to catch up."

"Gee...please verify your identity."

Smiling coquettishly, Wang Siling raised her towering breasts.

Xiang Tianliang was not polite, pulled Wang Siling into his arms, lifted up her shirt, and immediately made a sad face.

"Fucking hell, who is so wicked as to design such a cover?"

Everyone rushed up, all laughing.

The bra that Wang Siling wore was actually white, but the edges were trimmed with green strips of cloth.

I missed looking at the sky.

Wang Siling took a glass of beer, fed it to Xiang Tianliang, and said with a smile: "Eighth Master, I accept the concession."

This bitch is really thoughtful. Xiang Tianliang slapped Wang Siling on the butt lightly, pushed her away and shouted: "Come again, come again, everyone is on your place."

The game has started its second round of full-time security.

Of course the winner cannot be Wang Siling again.

When he shouted to Tianliang to stop, the audience immediately burst into laughter.

Because the "flower" fell into Xu Aijun's hand.

Xu Aijun suddenly blushed, "I, I don't have to guess anymore."

Xia Liu next to him said: "I have to guess."

"I give up, I drink... isn't that enough?" Xu Aijun begged.

Xia Liu and Wang Siling looked at each other, picked up Xu Aijun one on the left and the other on the right, and pushed them in front of Xiang Tianliang.

"Haha, Sister Xu, please give me a question."

"Xiao Xiang, oh no, Master Ba, I...I..."

Wang Siling smiled and said: "Ba Ye, Sister Xu asked you to hug her and guess." She pushed Xu Aijun into Xiang Tianliang's arms.

Xiang Tianliang smiled mischievously and asked loudly, "Tell me, everyone, if Sister Xu doesn't come up with the question, what should I do?"

"Spank her ass." Seven or eight voices responded at the same time.

He gestured towards the sky and actually raised his palm.

Xu Aijun's face turned red with embarrassment, and she begged in a low voice: "Eighth Master, please let me go."

Xiang Tianliang leaned into Xu Aijun's ear and cursed in a low voice: "You bitch, help Zhang Xinglai to spy on me. How can I let you be reborn as a super rich second generation?"

"I won't do it anymore... I promise, I promise to listen to you."

"Really?"

"real."

"Haha, then come up with a question, hurry up and say it in front of everyone."

Xu Aijun plucked up the courage, "Master Ba, please guess what color my underwear is..."

Xiang Tianliang asked loudly: "Did everyone hear you clearly?"

"No." They all said in unison.

Xu Aijun is usually the most reserved, but it seems that everyone is deliberately trying to play tricks on her tonight.

"Sister Xu, everyone said they didn't hear it."
To be continued...