Callie didn’t want to pay attention to Milo, a foolish man, her words had been said, the dare was done.


    Callie rolled her eyes and looked back at the people who were recording, “Well, can we get back to the game?”


    Toby smiled, “Keep going on!”


    Milo saw Victor overhead, a little curious, reached out and pulled Callie: “What are you guys ying? It’s quite interesting!”


    Callie gave him a contemptuous look, “Don’t you y games?”


    “Harm, Victor doesn’t y, keeps losing, not much fun!”


    Milo said, following Callie up to the second floor: “What are you guys ying? Truth or Dare?”


    “Know you still ask!”


    “Then I’ll join you too!”


    Milo said, ncing at Victor and Izabe: “Does Victor y too?”


    Callie also nced at Victor and saw Izabe right next to Victor, she skimmed, “When did he ever y that! Izabe,e on, get over here, I’m going to turn Sapphire this time!”


    Izabeughed and ran over, and everyone re-ran to the AV room and sat down.


    Milo cheekily sat next to Callie, “I’lle I’lle too!”


    Everyone gave him a look and the ss president smiled, “Aren’t you ying a game?”


    “Video games are not as fun as this game! Is it Callie’s turn, Callie,e on!”


    Callie took the bottle from his hand, “Got it!”


    She said, holding down the bottle and spinning it hard.


    But the force is not used well, the bottle did not turn well, only a little slip, and finally stopped at a male student to go.


    The male student wailed and looked at Callie: “Have mercy, I have no grudge against you!”


    Callie grunted and really didn’t mention anything very difficult, just told him to find one of the boys in the ss for a ten second princess hug.


    He and Billy two good rtionship, he directly to the vice president of the ss princess hug.


    Sapphire was lucky enough to not turn to her until the end.


    Callie was turned around twice, and the second time she chose to be truthful.


    Since we’re all ying so openly tonight, Callie chose to be truthful, and we all tacitly agreed to y a little bigger.


    “Do you still like Victor?”


    When Callie heard this question, she rolled her eyes: “Tsk, you guys can’t think of any creative questions all day long? Who hasn’t been blind when they were young? I don’t like that guy anymore, why do you keep staring at me?”


    Some people started booing, clearly not convinced.


    Callie threw in a direct “believe it or not” and picked up the bottle to move on to the next one.


    Izabe was sitting next to Callie and although she got hit once, everything was fine after that.


    Only she was happy and identally drank the fruit wine Callie handed over.


    Callie also did not pay attention, Izabe was already thirsty, watching the students in the task, funny as hell, and before she knew it, most of the bottle of fruit wine, she finished.


    The game is over more than nine o’clock, everyone is still underage, some students still have ess to their homes and have to go home before ten o’clock.


    By the time the show broke up, there were more than thirty people, and there were only twenty or so left.


    Callie was leaving with an upset stomach and had to go to the bathroom.


    Izabe sat on a high stool at the bar and waited for her, Victor came over with a warm water: “Drunk?”


    Izabe blinked, “I’m not drunk.”


    Victor looked at the reddened cheeks, “Drink up.”


    Izabe did get a little thirsty and took the warm water, bowed her head and took a sip.


    The water was somewhat warm, and Izabe finished a ss of water and felt that people were getting hotter and hotter.


    She nced in the direction of the bathroom, “I’m going to go wash my face, Victor.”


    By this time, all the students had left, and there were only a few ss leaders and vice presidents left.


    There was no one around, so Izabe shouted Victor in passing.


    “Hmm.”


    Victor responded and looked down at the clock.


    The high stool at the bar was a bit off the floor, and Izabe went down crooked, her hand subconsciously picking at it.


    Victor lifted his hand and pulled her along, tsking lightly, “And you say you’re not drunk?”Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.


    Izabe was embarrassed: “I’m not drunk, I haven’t been drinking.”


    She hadn’t even been drinking, so how could she be drunk?


    “No alcohol?”


    Victor raised an eyebrow, “Didn’t you drink all of Callie’s bottle of fruit wine?”


    Izabe was stunned for a moment, “Isn’t that blueberry juice?”


    She thought the taste was quite good and drank it all by ident.


    “That’s fruit wine.”


    Victor found for the first time that someone can’t even tell the difference between wine and juice.


    So stupid?


    Izabe touched her face, “My face is a little hot, is it because I’m drunk?”


    “Are you a good drinker?”


    Izabe nced at Victor, a little embarrassed: “I haven’t had a drink.”


    “That’s just not good.”


    Victor held her hand and pushed it, “Don’t wash your face, sit down, Callie’s out, we’ll go back.”


    Realizing that she was drunk, Izabe didn’t dare to run around and meekly responded, “Oh.”


    She held on to the high stool and tried to sit back down, but didn’t the first time.


    Izabe was so embarrassed that she subconsciously nced at Victor.


    Victor was also looking at her, “Can’t see?”


    She shook her head, “No.”


    She pursed her lips for a moment, braced herself and jumped up: “It’s a little high.”


    Victor gave a rare smile, “Shorty.”


    Izabe lowered her head and looked at her dangling feet, then at Victor’s feet propped up on the ground to the side, too embarrassed to retort.


    In front of Victor, she is indeed a dwarf.


    When Callie came out, it was almost half past. She covered her stomach and walked to Izabe sickly: “I ate the wrong thing, there must be something wrong with the spicy hotpot Milo bought!”


    Izabe was startled: “So are you okay, do you need to go to the hospital?”


    Callie shook her head, “It’s okay, my stomach doesn’t hurt anymore! Let’s go back, you’ll have to earn your eyester!”


    Speaking of which, Callie realized that Izabe was blushing profusely.


    Her first thought was that Victor had taken advantage of Izabe while she was away!


    Callie gritted her teeth and red at Victor, “Are you an animal?”


    Izabe was a little confused: “Callie, isn’t the spicy hotpot Milo’s?”


    Why scold Victor ah?


    Callie didn’t want to embarrass Izabe and shook her head, “Let’s go back, Izabe!”


    Seeing that she was not in a good state of mind, Izabe jumped out of the chair and walked over to Callie: “Let me help you, Callie.”


    Callie was just about to say no, but thinking of Victor, the shameless one, she simply pretended to the end: “Well, my stomach is still a little upset! You can hold me up!”


    With that, she leaned most of her body against Izabe’s.