The second round of the game ended.
Of the nine people, the only one who hadn't been pointed at by the bottle was Song Qingyou.
The others all sighed at Song Qingyou's good luck.
However, in the third round, when it was Chen Zixuan's turn to spin the bottle for the third time, the mouth of the bottle shook twice and pointed straight at Song Qingyou.
"Wow!" It's finally Qingyou's turn!"
"Song Qingyou, do you want to choose truth or dare?" Chen Zixuan asked with a smile.
"I choose truth."
Song Qingyou wouldn't give Chen Zixuan a chance to make things difficult for her.
In comparison, the trap in her words was nothing.
"Hmm..." Chen Zixuan thought for a while. "You can't lie when you're telling the truth. Otherwise, you'll be struck by lightning. Have you really made up your mind?"
Song Qingyou nodded.