Yu Xiuli was slightly taken aback...
Then he gently shook his head. "You've misunderstood, do you think I would enjoy such eye-burning scenes?"
"Eye-burning... What do you mean?" Gu Xia only then realized.
"The person who loses has to slap themselves. Dare to play?"
After Yu Xiuli laid out the rules, Gu Xia immediately became interested.
"Play, of course we must play. Whoever doesn't slap themselves is a coward."
God knows I've been annoyed with him for a long time; if I can make him slap himself, it would be one of the great joys of life.
Gu Xia felt that Yu Xiuli, with his kind of status, probably had never been hit from childhood to adulthood.
Today, I'll let him understand what's called the end of happiness.
So, at half-past eleven at night
Two childish figures in bathrobes sat on the large bed of the secondary bedroom, playing cards.
Ten minutes later
"I'm not playing anymore, damn... my face hurts..." Gu Xia had already slapped herself no less than seven times.