Tea ceremony I'll just flip the table

And so, Gu Luo took on the role of the "lucky one" caretaker—whenever someone went a long time without losing, he’d give them a little extra attention.

Of course, whether these so-called "lucky ones" who frequently rolled high numbers were actually fortunate or not was up for debate.

In any case, one person’s benefits that night were maxed out.

Under the guise of game rules, he shamelessly engaged in all sorts of kisses, hugs, snuggles, and even lifting the girls up.

As the game progressed, the atmosphere grew increasingly heated.

Luo Shuning, Luo Shuhe, and Gu Ximan found themselves locked in a silent battle, each secretly keeping track of who had the most intimate moments with Gu Luo.

Meanwhile, Luo Shuling remained an amused observer, smiling as she watched the chaos unfold.

Whenever she lost, she almost always chose "Truth," only occasionally opting for "Dare."

Clearly, she enjoyed watching their interactions more than participating.

Before they knew it, the five of them had played until midnight.

Of course, they took breaks in between, devouring the platter of cut fruit.

"Alright, I hereby declare the first 'One Big Happy Family' sleepover a resounding success! Stay tuned for the next one!" Luo Shuling announced cheerfully.

Hearing this, Gu Ximan—her cheeks flushed—immediately blurted out,

"Shuling-jie, when’s the next one?"

As for why her face was so red... well, even with the worst—or best—luck, she’d lost plenty of rounds.

She’d just kissed that jerk Gu Luo’s Adam’s apple—how could she not be embarrassed?

Honestly, this bar-style version of "Truth or Dare" was way more risqué than expected.

At first, poor Ximan had been secretly jealous whenever Luo Shuning or Luo Shuling kissed Gu Luo, but after seeing it so many times tonight, she’d gradually gotten used to it.

Ahem... gotta respect the game rules, right? Besides, they were all family...

Everyone was a good sport about it.

Of course, the key factor was that Gu Luo was the only guy present. Otherwise, forget "Truth or Dare"—even a highly praised game like "Three Kingdoms Kill" wouldn’t have gotten them to play with other boys.

Four beautiful girls, but ten thousand little schemes among them.

"Hehe, Ximan seems to have had a lot of fun. I’ll plan the next one soon~~~"

With that, Luo Shuling gathered the playing cards and dice, hopped off the bed, and skipped back to her room to tidy up the bedding.

............

After brushing their teeth again, Luo Shuling laid out a futon on the floor.

Meanwhile, another debate erupted over sleeping arrangements on the bed.

This time, Gu Ximan was the first to speak up:

"Gu Luo’s a total pervert. For your safety, he has to sleep on the edge."

Without giving Gu Luo a chance to react, she pushed him toward the side of the bed and quickly blocked Luo Shuning and Luo Shuhe—who wore mixed expressions—with her own body.

Though Gu Luo was technically the older brother, in reality, he was the little brother of the group, with zero say in anything.

Now, he could only tremble (and maybe fantasize a little) sandwiched between his sisters.

"Ximan... didn’t you say you toss and turn a lot in your sleep?" Luo Shuning asked sweetly. "Maybe you should sleep on the edge, and I’ll sleep next to you—wait, no, I mean let our brother sleep next to you."

She caught herself mid-sentence. If she hadn’t, Luo Shuhe might’ve ended up next to Gu Luo too.

Seeing that Luo Shuning wasn’t leaving even a scrap for her, Luo Shuhe swiftly joined the fray. "I think Ximan’s right. He’s a guy, after all—let him sleep on the outside," she said coolly.

Delighted to have backup, Gu Ximan nodded eagerly. "Yeah! Exactly!"

Luo Shuning was momentarily speechless—she couldn’t win against two people.

But that didn’t mean she’d just accept defeat.

Once everyone had settled down with their phones or gone to sleep, Luo Shuning opened her chat with Gu Luo.

She typed:

[Luo Shuning: Baby, what do you think about Shuhe acting so unusual today?]

Trying to play mind games? Not happening.

She was flipping the table entirely.

............

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