The little girl's room is the same as the previous one, with sweet and cute pink, and cartoon dolls everywhere. Yang Guang doesn't remember what the big duck on the bed is called. Anyway, the little girl always holds him to sleep.

Dead duck, you are so beautiful, you squeeze into our little angel's arms every day. Yang Guang kicked the duck away with one foot, and then gently placed Oda Shiori on the bed.

"Shiori has a good dream to sleep." Yang Guang kissed her forehead gently and was about to get up and leave.

The little angel, who had been closed with his eyes as if he had fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Yang Guang's hand. Due to alcohol, a whirl of heat was constantly ejecting from his little mouth.

"What's wrong with Shiori?" Yang Guang leaned down again at the little angel that made people feel hurt.

"Brother Yang Guang, accompany me."

"Shiori, I'm going to take you to my room, Sister Xiaorou. You have a good sleep, I'll come to see you later, okay?"

"No~" Oda Shiori pouted her pink mouth, her big eyes as if the heroine of the comics were full of pleading eyes.

"Be good, why don't I send Xiaorou here immediately?" The little angel has been very well-behaved during this period and usually will not let Yang Guang sleep with him or her, but today Yang Guang felt that she was a little abnormal again.

"No!" Shiori twisted his body and said coquettishly, "Unless Brother Yang Guang promised me something."

"Okay, you say, I promise you everything."

"I want your loved ones to do it."

Yang Guangxin smiled and thought it was something, but it turned out to be just a kiss. He lowered his head and was about to kiss her forehead, but the little angel pouted again, "I don't want you to kiss there."

"Okay, the little guy is picky." Yang Guang stroked her pretty face pamperedly.

"I'm not a little guy. I want you to kiss here." Oda Shiori pointed his chest with his finger.

Yang Guang was startled. He thought she wanted to kiss her lips, but he didn't expect that she would point at her plump breasts.

"Anyway, you kissed me before, I feel weird and a little comfortable. I just want to try it again, okay~"

I did kiss her before, and I was having fun at that time, for example, I forgot what I felt. Yang Guang remembered that he had figured out the truth before, and drank another night of wine, and his head was hot. Can you agree? The little girl's eyes flashed with shimmering waves. Yang Guang's head would probably burst...

The little angel clumsily pulled off one of the silk nightgown's suspenders from his hands, and then pulled out one of the little suckling pigs that was only worth Yang Guang's grasp. Yang Guang took a breath of air conditioning.

I sighed in my heart that this little girl could actually make such a cute and cute move like this, exposing her breasts to a man.

He couldn't help but admire the delicacy in front of him, and then he printed his lips on the tender fallen buds. The moment his tongue left his mouth, he hooked the tip like a prank, making the little angel arched like a lightning strike, his whole back arched, moaning twice, and the blush spread across his pretty face to the base of his neck. I don't know whether it was a red wine or a shy person. However, when he was drinking before, Yang Guang remembered that the white and temporary neck was obviously not that red.

"It's very simple. The punishment for losing is still needed, but I can't drink this time. If you lose, you have to be the same as me." Yang Guang said, his eyes slipping at the few "special meat slices" in the plate.

Zhao Lu took advantage of the wine to boost her courage, stood up and said loudly: "Okay, we will eat slices of meat if we lose! Isn't it just a piece of meat? What's so great about it!"

The other women's expressions changed immediately when they heard this. Even a man like Yang Guang had to close his eyes for three seconds to relieve himself. It would be strange if they didn't die. Zhao Xin was quick to be wise and quickly added: "If you don't eat, take off a piece of clothing instead. Do you dare?"

Ask me if I dare? Yang Guang smiled bitterly in his heart, I am a man, what's wrong with me if I take off my clothes? It's not me who loses, let alone, will I lose?

"How about you guys, how can you compare? Take a look."

Zhao Xin's eyes turned and a sly smile appeared, "It's very simple, play with the color cup and guess the dice. The four of us play with you separately. Only after you win, all of us will be considered a winner. If you lose once, then you will lose. Win two games in three sets, how about it? Do you dare to come? If we lose, we will take off our clothes."

"Hmph, don't be motivated by me, I will naturally accompany you to the end, but if you lose, will everyone eat or only one? Let me explain this first."

Seeing Yang Guang's calm look and his eyes were filled with a hint of mocking, Xin Tongtong was so angry that she was so angry that everyone ate. "Of course, everyone eats it. What's so great about it? I thought you could eat it!"

"Okay! Come on!"

Yang Guang shrugged his shoulders, suddenly slapped the table, and his hands plucked them. The color cups flew steadily to the table in front of each girl. The dice inside was still rotating, and no one was messy. Seeing Yang Guang's hand, several hot-headed girls remembered that Yang Guang was not an ordinary person. But now the arrow was on the string, so there was no way to stop. He could only bit his teeth and start shaking his color cup.

The music has become a little rapid, and with the sound of dice colliding with each other in the color cup, it seems that there is a strange smell of gunpowder spreading in the air. This "gunpowder smell" is said to be weird because it is not the kind of situation that represents tit-for-tat and wants to kill the other party, but a kind of competition, or a kind of competition that is completely unharmful.

This kind of competition purely for the competition is exactly what it is "weird". Yang Guang really doesn't understand why they have to win. If it is a man, what can they prove if they compare with him? Or, drinking too much will make people become more competitive?

The smell of alcohol has caused the girls to only think about winning, but no longer consider why they want to win, and how the consequences are "six six."

"You... are you too exaggerating? There are six six at the beginning!?" The two of them had only ten dices in total, five at one person. Xin Tongtong definitely didn't believe there were six! Seeing his faint smile, he was even more sure that Yang Guang was making a fool of himself, so...

"Open! I only have two, I don't believe you can have four!"

The girls looked at Yang Guang's slut, and looked nervous. Yang Guang laughed and opened his own pot. "You dare to open two of them, and I admire you. I have five sixes, five plus ones, that's six. I'm enough for myself. Take the extra two back to buy candy."

"Hmph! Remember it for me." Xin Tongtong slapped the table in annoyance.
Chapter completed!