The task belonging to Shan Qi was announced.
This time, the pointer landed on the only golden area on the wheel, a bright color that distinguished it from the other segmented colors.
Yan Chuan’s brow twitched.
Could this area have any special meaning?
As expected, Yan Chuan saw Shan Qi’s task slowly appearing on the display screen.
“Ace: The designated player can assign any other player to perform any action.”
Reading the text, Yan Chuan’s brow twitched even more severely.
Assigning tasks to other players?
[Oh my, why is the escape variety show targeting my wife?]
[Of course, it’s to give Yan Bao a task to bully his wife harshly in front of other bad men! Kiss and lick her!]
[You all fast forward too quickly; Shan Xiao Dog is such a sincere person, he shouldn’t be too harsh…]
[You guys’ whispers about my wife have already affected our normal life! I must seriously declare here that she is my wife alone, pure and kind, and our relationship is great; she cannot have anything to do with other men!]
[@Upstairs, Shan Xiao Dog speaks in big letters.]
Yan Chuan glanced at Shan Qi, then looked at the various expressions of the men at the table.
Shan Qi’s gaze paused at the wheel and then shifted to Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan was compelled to meet Shan Qi’s gaze.
The long table wasn’t narrow, and they were about half a meter apart. The excessively bright light above made it hard for Yan Chuan to see Shan Qi’s expression clearly.
Who would he choose as the “designated” player, and what task would he assign?
Shan Qi was still looking at him, and Yan Chuan had already sensed a subtle unease.
This person wouldn’t choose him, would he?
Yan Chuan pressed his lips together.
He avoided looking directly at Shan Qi and stared at his own pale palm, only to hear Shan Qi’s voice.
“I choose Player One.” Shan Qi’s tone was calm, but there was a slight lift in his voice, sounding somewhat pleasant.
Yan Chuan’s brow jumped again.
He was sitting in position one; how had he ended up in so many tasks?
Could it be that everyone’s tasks in the wheel game were somehow related to him!
His own tasks could be chalked up to bad luck. However, getting a task to introduce his clearing technique was manageable; at least he just needed to organize some words to get by.
Keri’s task was simple too; he just had to randomly mix a drink and ensure it wasn’t poisoned.
But this task from Shan Qi… even before stating what to do, he was eager to find him.
Yan Chuan pressed his lips together.
He felt that a description of “bad luck” should definitely be added to his character profile.
However, the tasks had to continue.
Shan Qi’s task could potentially be transferred to others, but he was the chosen unlucky one.
“What do I have to do?” Yan Chuan asked Shan Qi.
He had no props, and with only a few points left, what could Shan Qi possibly want him to do?
The handsome young man with beautiful black hair slightly furrowed his brow.
He possessed a delicate and refined appearance. When his expression was calm, he often exuded a melancholic aura, like a waterlogged lily, seeming separated from everyone else by an invisible barrier.
When he frowned, the thin melancholic quality became even more apparent.
His pale pink lips pressed together, and the water-like brilliance in his deep, dark eyes sparkled.
Shan Qi gazed at this beautiful snow-white face for a moment.
Perhaps because of embarrassment or anger, his cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue.
Shan Qi’s gaze lingered on the delicate eyebrow before he said, “Hmm, I’ve decided.”
His tone was casual, lacking any inflection: “Kiss me.”
[After licking for so long, I’ll reward him with a kiss on his wife.]
[This is too much! How can he ask to kiss his wife in front of so many people? Doesn’t he know she’s shy?]
[It’s a battlefield all the time…]
[I’m really crying here; he just wants one kiss even with his wife right in front of him; that’s the ultimate quality of a devoted admirer.]
[Hey, other bad men, don’t overthink it; our Yan Bao is a very pure and innocent baby who doesn’t understand what a kiss is!]
Yan Chuan felt his cheeks burning again.
He didn’t even need to touch it to know they must have turned slightly red.
Shan Qi merely stated one sentence, his expression calm, leaving Yan Chuan somewhat stunned.
He started to doubt if he had misheard; otherwise, how could Shan Qi express such a request with this unchanging face?
But soon, Shan Qi repeated his words.
“Kiss me,” the young man with a buzz cut and handsome features said slightly raising his chin, addressing the bewildered beautiful youth, “right now.”
His words were straightforward, but the implication was clear.
The task “the designated player can assign any other player to perform any action” not only chose Yan Chuan but also required Yan Chuan to kiss him in front of so many people.
The atmosphere became strange at once.
Gazes were intense, and the air seemed sticky, like melted honey.
At the long table with only six people, aside from the two who needed to fulfill the task, the other four men’s eyes focused firmly on the exceptionally beautiful black-haired youth.
The black-haired youth’s eyes widened, his thick, dark eyelashes fluttering slightly, casting a shadow across his pristine face.
His cheeks were blushing, unsure whether it was from nervousness or from being asked to do such a thing in front of many people.
The previous tasks had all been within normal bounds: asking players about clearing techniques, drinking potentially laced beverages, using card props… Shan Qi’s request was unreasonable.
Having drawn the ace in the wheel game, which allowed him to assign another player to do any action, he used this opportunity to demand that the beautiful black-haired youth kiss him publicly.
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