Kissing

Chu Ran glanced at his card, then turned it over. "I'm the queen."

This draw made Chu Ran even more certain that Ning Shile was his destined partner.

Even Ning Shile himself had said that only the bottom protagonist would be punished. Now that he was the one taking the punishment, didn't that mean he was the bottom protagonist himself?

And as the top protagonist, Chu Ran was naturally his destined partner.

Chu Ran picked up a wineglass, filled it with wine, then asked casually, "Who's the king?"

Ning Shile put his card on the table without a word.

"Then I'll be feeding you the wine." Chu Ran stared straight at Ning Shile, his gaze utterly undisguised.

That aggressively possessive gaze made Zheng Ye deeply uncomfortable. He wanted nothing more than to take Ning Shile away right then.

"Lele can't drink." Zheng Ye looked at the wine in Chu Ran's glass, growing increasingly irritated.

Chu Ran paused at his words, as though some stubborn part of him was determined to compete with Zheng Ye.

Whatever Zheng Ye told him not to do, he insisted on doing.

He was Ning Shile's man. What right did Zheng Ye have to boss him around?

"President Zheng, it's just a game." Chu Ran smiled. "Lele hasn't even said anything. What are you getting so worked up about?"

Then Chu Ran asked Ning Shile, "Shile, you're not going to back out now, are you?"

[...Listen to you. Do I even have a way to back out?]

"Of course not," Ning Shile said.

[One last round. I'm never playing again.]

[Nothing good ever comes of being a degenerate gambler!]

Ning Shile nodded to himself.

Meanwhile, Chu Ran had already tied his necktie over his eyes.

Ning Shile was still distracted when the man slowly moved behind