The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 312 Game Black Hole
"Fifty."

He guessed a moderate number.

"Okay, next one."

It's Lu Bai's turn: "32."

"It's big."

Bi Tao was a little excited, but also very cautious: "Two."

"Small."

Qu Tiange: "Twelve."

Tang Nineteen: "Too big."

Lu Bai: "Could it be five?"

Tang Nineteen: "Too big."

At this moment, Bi Tao panicked. Obviously, the number was stuck between two and five.

And between them, there was only one three and one four left.

Although it was a game, being "forced" to this point made me a little nervous.

She licked her lips: "Three?"

"Small."

Tang Nineteen looked at Qu Tiange with a grin, "My lord, have a drink."

Qu Tiange stretched out his hand: "Here, I have a look."

"Is it possible to lie to you? What matters in playing games is honesty."

Tang Nineteen spread out the paper in his hand, and there was a number written on it, not too big or too small, it was exactly the "four" left by everyone's guess.

Playing games on Qu Tiange's wine table, no matter whether it's a flying flower order or a drinking order, it's seldom a loser, but today, it didn't start well, so he directly killed a cup.

Next, in order of seating, he is the one who sets the questions.

After some guessing, Lu Bai won the lottery, and he happily drank a cup with a smile.

It was Lu Bai's turn. After finishing writing, everyone's guesses were in full swing.

This round lasted for a long time, and unfortunately, in the end, there were only a few numbers left.

Between 28 and 32.

Bi Tao nervously pinched the handkerchief again, closed her eyes resignedly and called out a number: "29."

Lu Bai shook his head, and Bi Tao heaved a sigh of relief.

Tang Nineteen was also a little nervous, and this is where the charm of the game lies.

It's a game, but it makes people inexplicably serious.

"Could it be 31?"

Lu Bai was taken aback.

Tang Nineteen looked mournful: "Sure enough, it's all right, I'll punish you with a glass of wine."

But Lu Bai hurriedly called to stop him, and quickly spread out the paper in his hand.

In black and white, there was a number clearly written on it: Thirty!

"Ahahaha, Qu Tiange, it's you again, why are you so unlucky."

There were a total of three rounds, and Qu Tiange was forced into a desperate situation in two rounds, which can be described as embarrassing.

But it was also very enjoyable. After drinking a glass of wine, he became serious.

Next came Bitao to come up with a question, and finally there was no need to guess. Bitao breathed a sigh of relief, pondered for a long time and wrote a number, and then gave Tang Nineteen a wink.

This wink was really complicated, Tang Nineteen was stunned for what it meant.

"54."

She guessed a safe one, and the first and second ones would win, unless she won the first prize.

Sure enough, Bi Tao shook her head.

It was Qu Tiange's turn: "Nineteen."

Bi Tao almost laughed and screamed: "My lord, my lord, my lord, my lord is punished with alcohol."

Both Tang Nineteen and Lu Bai were out of the situation, but Qu Tiange spit in annoyance: "The stinky girl gave you a wink and I knew it was Nineteen, but how could I pronounce it so smoothly."

Hearing this, Tang Nineteen couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Even Lu Bai pursed his lips, trying to suppress a smile.

Qu Tiange lost again and again, after eating a round of wine for the three of them, he became competitive and waved his hand: "Continue."

Go ahead and go on, according to this fate tonight, will you drink him before midnight?
Tianxin Building is a lively New Year's Eve that has never been seen before.

The servant girl came in and out, reheated the food several times, this meal was also the longest meal Tianxinlou had ever had, from dinner ten minutes to midnight.

(End of this chapter)