Dear Commander-in-Chief

After a few rounds, Gu Qiqi felt that she had suffered a lot!

Ever since everyone realized that although Master Jue looked cold on the outside but was very easy to talk to in front of Gu Qiqi, especially when it came to showing off his love to Gu Qiqi, he simply agreed to everything.

So each of these brats came up with an even more bizarre idea.

"Sir, you can eat dates with Qiqi! Each of you can eat one side!"

"Master Jue, have a sweet exchange with Qiqi! Feed this chocolate bean to Qiqi. You can't use your hands, you can only use your mouth!"

"Master Jue, do you and Qiqi dare to use your bodies to form the Arabic numerals 0 to 9!"

Listening to the increasingly difficult requests one by one, Gu Qiqi simply wanted to strangle these brats. Do you think this is a bridal chamber? Why don't you let me reach into my pants and take something out?

The little dirty turtle heard Gu Qiqi's thoughts and muttered curiously, "What do you mean?"

It had no answer.

As it was curious, it naturally had to figure out this knowledge itself.

Therefore, a few seconds later, it raised the latest encyclopedia of knowledge and came to a realization. "So this is how to play this game. Take two eggs and stuff them into your pants, then move them until they reach your pants. The two eggs finally meet happily! Then, move them out of the other pants… Well, I think this game can also be called taking eggs out of your pockets! This is too interesting. Why doesn't everyone play it?? I strongly request to play!… Ow!"

A certain turtle's head was slapped by Master Silver and retracted.

What did it say wrong? ~~

Gu Qiqi's face turned red from the torture. Every f*cking "dare" was very embarrassing. She and Gong Jue accidentally kissed again during the process.

Also, the action of acting out the Arabic numerals was too strange. When they were about to act out the "8", Qiu Qiu actually said shamelessly, "This is too simple. Master and Mistress, stand facing each other. When Mistress raises his weapon, it will be 8 hahahaha…"

Gu Qiqi was speechless. Children were bad!

However, Gong Jue didn't agree to everything.

When someone suggested for Master Jue to measure Qiqi's chest, Gong Jue rejected him sternly. "I can only do this myself. I won't make it public!"

With that, he generously punished himself with a glass of wine!

Gu Qiqi was speechless. Yes, you secretly mastered it every night!

Everyone bickered and unknowingly drank a lot.

They were having fun.

Suddenly there was a noise at the door of the bistro.

"Beat him up! Beat him up hard! Beat that little brat until he's looking for his teeth all over the ground! Hmph, is his mother a coward? Then let her son stand up and get beaten up. Let's see if his mother is still standing in a latrine pit!"

A vulgar female voice burst through the door, making everyone at the table frown.

Gu Qiqi thought that something had happened in another shop outside and didn't take it seriously at first.

However, in the next second, there was a loud clang! and the frosted glass sliding door at the door of the former bistro was smashed to pieces!

Shattered frosted glass flew everywhere!

Fortunately, Gong Jue reacted quickly and hugged Gu Qiqi to protect her.

A few shards of broken glass hit his back and wrists, and his skin broke at once.