Chapter 3: It's good if he's happy
mentioned Song Qiancheng's mother, and the guilt in Wen Lishu's body was lifted out again, this is her weakness, and it is also a hurdle that she can't get over in her life.
Faced with his teasing and thinking about his father's mistakes, Wen Lishu finally endured it.
If Song Qiancheng can vent his anger by making things difficult for her, then she will fulfill him tonight.
She shifted her steps and sat down on the couch to the side.
As soon as he sat down, Song Qiancheng said to everyone: "She has a good amount of alcohol, everyone has a good time." ”
With his words, the man at the table kept pouring her to drink, cup after cup, and if she couldn't drink it, she would vomit, and then continue after vomiting.
In just an hour, she was dizzy from drinking, and Song Qiancheng was not happy, and said to a waiter with great interest: "Go outside and bring some apples in." ”
Wen Lishu only thought that he wanted to eat the apple, not realizing that another punishment was already beckoning to her.
Not long after, a male waiter carried a basket of apples on the table, Song Qiancheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers, stretched out his index finger to Wen Lishu, and ordered: "Get up, stand by the wall." ”
She gritted her teeth and reluctantly acted.
Wen Lishu stood with her back to the wall, and the people present looked at her like monkeys, causing a burst of heat on her face.
Song Qiancheng stood up from the sofa, put his palm into the basket, took a fresh red apple, and walked towards her step by step.
Coming up to her, he raised his hand and placed the apple on top of her head, and smiled, "I haven't played darts in a long time." ”
Wen Lishu broke out in a cold sweat, this is to ask her to be an activity dartboard?
She looked at him incredulously, and Song Qiancheng also joked: "Stand up, otherwise your little face will be spent, and you won't be able to film in the future." ”
Wen Lishu pursed her lips, her heart rose to her throat, the people in the box were still standing and talking without backache, and a man was coaxing: "If you don't cover your eyes, it's exciting to play like this." ”
Wen Lishu wanted to scold in her heart, she looked at Song Qiancheng, if he dared to agree, she would immediately throw her hands and leave.
Song Qiancheng seemed to see through her heart, and chuckled: "Come out to play just to have fun, if you make a fuss, how unlucky it is." ”
The man smirked and did not continue the offer.
The waiter had prepared darts for Song Qiancheng, and he took them with one hand and stood about two meters away from her.
Afraid that Song Qiancheng would miss, Wen Lishu didn't dare to make any big moves, and even his breathing was gentle.
She froze her body, Song Qiancheng aimed and shot with one eye, and then with a "boom", the dart in his hand flew over, and then hit steadily.
The apple slipped from the top of Wen Lishu's head and fell to the ground.
Those present clapped and cheered.
Song Qiancheng played up, picked up another apple, and meant to come again.
A waiter hurriedly walked over, took the apple for him, and took the initiative to place it on top of Wen Lishu's head.
Song Qiancheng had a warm smile on her face, and she seemed to be in a good mood, but Wen Lishu's heart was numb, and now the only pillar that supports her to play is the sentence "It's good if he's happy".
She brainwashed herself over and over again: she owed him, she owed him......
Next, Song Qiancheng threw more than a dozen times in a row, but fortunately he could hit each time.
When it was over, she had apples at her feet, and he brought a stack of money into his bag, patted her face with the money, and humiliated her, saying, "It's your tip." ”
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