Truth or Dare

Water gun with a tube?

It seems quite absurd, but on second thought it also makes some sense - pushing air out through a tube is definitely more efficient than blowing with your mouth.

Lu Zhe gave this proposal full acknowledgment, then passed on it.

My dear, if you want to smelt iron ore, the wind force provided by this thing is still too weak!

Lu Zhe spent an afternoon making over 200 jin of charcoal to use as fuel reserves for the upcoming smelting.

At sunset dinner, celebrating the reunion after life and death separation, the girls prepared a sumptuous dinner, and everyone shared a bottle of grape wine evenly.

Raising their glasses in celebration, their joy overflowed in words.

As night fell, sitting around the campfire, Jiang Yao suggested: “Why don’t we play something?”

Lin Qianqian thought for a moment: “Hide and seek?”

Ning Shu shook her head: “No, knowing Xiaoguo, she might very well run and hide in the woods, then get lost and not find her way back.”

Tang Xiaoguo protested angrily: “I’m not that unreliable!”

Shen Bing sipped some grape wine: “Why don’t we play truth or dare!”

“Oh, that’s good!”

“I agree!”

“What about you, Lu Zhe?”

Lu Zhe also felt that, to liven up the dull island life, occasionally adding some romantic flair could help adjust everyone’s tense emotions, so he nodded: “It's not bad to indulge my beauties and play along occasionally.”

“Great, give me a moment to prepare.”

After fiddling around for a bit, Shen Bing came back: “The rules are simple. I have six bamboo sticks here, one long, one short, and four medium length. Whoever draws the short stick has to choose truth or dare. Then the one who draws the long stick gets to ask the question or set the dare!"

Everyone unanimously raised their hands in agreement!

In the first round, Ning Shu drew the short stick, and Qianqian drew the long stick. Afraid that Qianqian would take the chance to tease her again, Ning Shu decisively chose: “Truth! I have nothing to hide or fear you asking.”

Qianqian smiled charmingly and asked: “That lubricating stuff you asked me for before, what did you need it for?”

Ning Shu’s face instantly turned white.

She glanced at Lu Zhe, her pupils trembling nonstop.

But what could Lu Zhe do in this situation?

He sighed helplessly, and gave her a look.

If you can't say it outright, then be vague!

“That was for... for... Can I still choose dare at this point?”

Shen Bing shook her head: “You can switch before the question or dare is proposed, but once it's proposed, you can't switch anymore!”

Afraid that Ning Shu would be evasive, Tang Xiaoguo added: “And no lying allowed, or you’ll never get married!”

Ning Shu sighed helplessly and gritted her teeth: “Relieving... butt pain!”

“Butt pain?”

“Yes, it feels like tearing every time. I guess it might be lingering effects from using leaves of unknown origin to wipe my bottom last time.”

Qianqian and Ning Shu said in unison: “Isn’t that question too cruel?”

Even Lu Zhe felt awkward!

But Ning Shu didn't actually lie either. She said every time feels like tearing, but didn't say every time with Lu Zhe felt like that.

Shen Bing laughed: “As expected, this game is quite exciting.”

In the second round, Jiang Yao drew the short stick, and Tang Xiaoguo drew the long stick. The mischievous girl's eyebrows danced excitedly: “Hehehehe, Yao Yao, let's start!”

Thinking of the embarrassing dares Tang Xiaoguo might make her do, Jiang Yao decisively chose: “Truth!”

Tang Xiaoguo cleared her throat: “Hmm, if you accidentally pee a little while showering, would you just pee standing up?”

Qianqian and Ning Shu said in unison: “Isn’t that question too outrageous?”

Even Lu Zhe felt awkward!

Jiang Yao bit her lip: “Many girls do that, but I... okay, only once!”

“No one loves a liar?”

“Occasionally maybe, really just occasionally!”

Tang Xiaoguo whispered to Lu Zhe: “See, Yao Yao isn't as prim and proper as she pretends!”

Jiang Yao said angrily: “Just you wait, Tang Xiaoguo!”

As fate would have it, in the third round, Tang Xiaoguo drew the short stick, and Jiang Yao drew the long stick.

Seeing the subtle smile emerging at the corner of Jiang Yao's mouth, like the Empress in the Palace.

Tang Xiaoguo quickly declared: “Dare, I choose dare!”

Jiang Yao stretched out her foot: “Kiss big sister's toes!”

“Ah?” Xiaoguo stared dumbfounded.

But Qianqian said: “That's a good one!”

Ning Shu said helplessly: “Who can compare with you, Qianqian?”

“Well then...”

Tang Xiaoguo gritted her teeth, lifted up Jiang Yao's foot, and washed it thoroughly several times with clean water. Jiang Yao actually felt quite pampered by the service, but suddenly, Tang Xiaoguo bit down hard.

The pain made Jiang Yao rub her toes and yell: “Xiaoguo, you're cheating...”

Tang Xiaoguo grinned evilly: “The book says biting is also a kind of kiss among us girls!”

Then she took a sip of water, swished it around preparing to spit it out, but Jiang Yao tickled her waist, and Tang Xiaoguo involuntarily swallowed it all, coughing from choking.

“I've endured you for a long time!”

“Me too...”

Saying so, the two girls reached out and pinched each other's faces, trying to deform them into little pig faces as much as possible.

After three seconds, the two girls resumed their graceful demeanor!

Lu Zhe sighed: “Forget it, this game gets too intense for me. I can't handle it, so I'm out!”

The four girls said in unison: “No way!”

Forced to keep playing the game, Lu Zhe could only reluctantly give in: “But no more weird questions or dares from here on.”

Shen Bing nodded: “Okay, let's keep it normal! Like singing a song, dancing, asking if anyone has regrets, most embarrassing moments, things like that!”

The four girls agreed.

They played until midnight, and through it everyone gained more understanding of each other.

Ning Shu's parents were both civil servants. Jiang Yao's dad worked at the Culture Bureau, fishing was just a hobby.

Tang Xiaoguo came from a wealthy family, but Qianqian's family seemed even richer.

The reason Shen Bing wanted to be a narcotics police officer was because her father had been killed by drug dealers.

Finally it was Lu Zhe's turn. Jiang Yao was a bit curious: “I remember you had a younger brother who came looking for you in high school!”

“Yeah, that's right!”

“I don't get it, why did all the good genes go to the big brother, but the little brother is so short?”

“You can't judge people by their looks. My brother is a good guy, very ambitious, and is determined to become as outstanding as me!”

“Haha, height is always a fatal flaw.”

Lu Zhe said wryly: “Actually, we're not blood brothers! I'm more of an outsider, but our relationship is just like real brothers.”

“Ah? So which pilot dad were you referring to earlier?”

“Both!” Lu Zhe smiled: “My biological dad flies big planes, my foster dad flies fighter jets.”

Lin Qianqian said admiringly: “So amazing.”

Ning Shu asked: “Then why did your dad hand you over to your foster dad?”

Lu Zhe pondered for a moment, then said lightly: “Thirteen years ago, my dad went missing during a mission...”

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