Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Fang Hui said an English name, and Lin Qiao was confused, "What?"

Only then did Fang Hui realize that Lin Qiao had just arrived, and she probably didn't know what they usually played, so he asked her, "It's just a game of drawing poker cards, and whoever draws one will order one person, and let her play casually." Do one thing."

"Isn't this Truth or Dare?"

Alan smiled, "It's just truth or dare, just for fun?"

As soon as Lin Qiao raised his eyebrows, his eyes immediately lit up, "Of course I'm playing!"

Fang Hui glanced at Su Zhaohuan, the meaning in his eyes couldn't be more obvious, "Look at it."

Lin Qiao felt that his own point was really back. Just after the first round, he had already become the last one, and his opponent was Fang Hui.

Fang Hui asked: "Choose the truth or take a big risk?"

Lin Qiao thought for a while, "Let's be honest."

Fang Hui took out the few pieces of paper he wrote just now and asked Lin Qiao to draw lots, "Draw one at random and answer the questions above."

Lin Qiao picked one at random, and saw that the note said: "Is there anyone you like?"

Seeing Lin Qiao in a daze, Alan leaned over and glanced at the contents of the note before turning his head again, "Is there anyone you like? Sister, huh?"

All eyes were on Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao's eyes were like those of a cunning fox, crystal clear, and he turned around twice in an instant, "Yes!"

Su Zhaohuan felt his heart skip a beat.

Lin Qiao said: "I like Brother Zhaohuan, Brother Lie, Sister Alan, Zhou Yue, Brother Fang Hui, Little K. I also like my grandma, my father and my brother."

"..."

When Lin Qiao uttered this series of names, everyone around him was dumbfounded.

I'm afraid that except for Lin Qiao himself who doesn't know what this question is aimed at, Fang Hui set up this situation especially for Su Zhaohuan.

Su Zhaohuan lowered his head to drink tea, even he himself didn't notice that the corners of his lips turned up.

Because Lin Qiao put him first in "Like".

Fang Hui coughed and cleared his throat, "Lin Qiao, this is a bit opportunistic. This question is asking you, do you like... your first love?"

Lin Qiao's face was a little red now.

"No."

This time she shook her head obediently.

Fang Hui was already on the verge of saying "then who is he", but he swallowed it because of Lin Qiao's denial.

Truth has failed.

That can only be a big adventure.

Lin Qiao is smart. Others play cards by feeling and practice makes perfect, but Lin Qiao relies on memorizing cards.

She can remember clearly what cards others play. There are so many suits in a deck of playing cards, and how many cards come out, she can roughly deduce the rest.

Only Sang Lie can compete with her in this skill.

Even after waiting until ten o'clock, Lin Qiao didn't lose to the last one, but Fang Hui suffered a lot. In the game he set up, in the end, he became the person who got the most punished.

Fang Hui put away the playing cards, "One more."

Seeing Lin Qiao yawn again, Su Zhaohuan said, "Stop playing, it's past ten o'clock, what should we do?"

After finishing speaking, he directly pulled Lin Qiao up from the chair, "Go back to sleep."

Lin Qiao yawned again, followed Su Zhaohuan upstairs with tears in his eyes.

Downstairs, Sang Lie and Fang Hui looked at each other.

Sang Lie shook his head, and flicked the ashes of the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, "This Zhaohuan is going to stumble."

Fang Hui shrugged, "To be honest, this girl Lin Qiao is quite attractive. If Zhao Huan hadn't been in front of her, I would have wanted to chase her."

Sang Lie slapped Fang Hui directly on the head, "Are you looking for a beating?"

Fang Hui stood up holding his head, "A Yue, come with me to the bar and have a look."

Although Lin Qiao kept yawning, her mind was still clear.

She looked at Su Zhaohuan, "Brother, let's play another card."

She is in high spirits now, the feeling of poker in hand, she is killing the Quartet is really great.

Su Zhaohuan looked at her like this, "You, didn't you see the black faces of those old people who are about to be played by you for playing cards."

"Hmph," Lin Qiao rubbed his nose, "That can only be blamed for their inferior skills!"

Su Zhaohuan just liked Lin Qiao's appearance.

"You don't live well in school, so come back after school every day."

Lin Qiao said: "I'd better live on campus. It's already ten o'clock after the evening self-study get out of class, and it's far away. I still have to trouble you. I'm fine at school."

"It's really nice? Is it a good place to live?"

Lin Qiao nodded heavily, "Well, it's really good, and the place to live is also good."

And in fact.

Lin Qiao didn't live well, and it was really not good.

Because she transferred from another school, the dormitory was already full when she arranged it, or she had to open a separate dormitory for Lin Qiao, so she was arranged in the original four-person room with an extra bunk bed added.

In this way, the four girls in the dormitory had their opinions.

But after several visits to the auntie who was in charge of the dormitory, the auntie said directly: "This is all arranged by the people above, and we can't make the decision." She was prevaricated.

This kind of dissatisfaction was vented on Lin Qiao.

On the first day when Lin Qiao moved in, the four of them didn't say a word to Lin Qiao, so they gave her a big blow and let Lin Qiao busy by herself, and warned her: "Don't rummage through the things in the bathroom. .”

Lin Qiao wanted to get along well with the students in the dormitory, but it was not enough to be treated so coldly on the first day. On the second day, a girl rushed out of the bathroom, holding a can of hair mask of her own , walked up to Lin Qiao and pushed her hard.

"What are you doing! Who asked you to use my things? This is an imported product that my dad bought from abroad!"

Lin Qiao staggered from being pushed and almost fell down.

She excused herself, "I didn't use your stuff."

"It's useless?" The girl unscrewed the cap of the hair mask, "Look, it's because you went to the bathroom to wash your hair yesterday, and I lost such a big lump in it!"

"I went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash my hair, but I definitely didn't use your things!"

"Oh, Lin Qiao, don't lie, look at your hair," a girl next to her chimed in, "It's so smooth and smooth, isn't it because you used Xiaomei's hair mask?"

Lin Qiao's hair quality is very good.

Even with dyed hair, it's nice, smooth and silky.

Now that she has been framed, she is furious, "I repeat, I have never used any of your hair masks, my hair is always like this!"

"What, it's impossible. I saw it when you came yesterday. Your hair looks like straw."

"Yes, it seems that this hair mask is really a panacea, Xiaomei, when your father goes abroad next time, remember to ask your father to bring me a jar."

Of course Cui Xiaomei showed off not to be outdone, "You can bring it if you want, but you have to explain it clearly first. Since you use my hair mask, you have to apologize to me and you have to pay for it!"