Drifting Towards You

"Pink." The host announced the answer after reading it: "Both of them seem to get the answer right!"

"Okay, next question, what is Miss Xiang's favorite luxury brand."

"V family, you got it right again!"

"Who is Miss Xiang’s favorite designer? Miss Xiang can give three answers. As long as the answer written by Mr. Mu is among them, it is correct!"

Ten questions in a row were actually simple and somewhat boring questions, and Mu Beiting gave all the correct answers.

Su Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the game was over.

Unexpectedly, the host spoke again: "Next, let's take a look at the aura of Miss Xiang and Mr. Mu!"

Su Xiangwan looked dumbfounded:? ? ?

What bad game? Can you still play like this?

But she was already sitting on the stage, and she seemed a little too late to think about it.

"The first question, who is Mu Beiting's favorite football star?"

Mu Beiting hurriedly wrote down, but Su Xiangwan held his signature pen with a blank brain.

Football star?

The only football stars she can call seem to be Beckham and Ronaldo...

Who does he like?

Su Xiangwan bit his lip and hurriedly wrote: Beckham.

"Oh, what a pity, Miss Xiang seems to have answered the wrong question."

Su Xiangwan turned his head and looked at his question, only to see that there was only one big letter on the question board: None.

Perceiving his dark gaze, Su Xiangwan shrank his neck, with an ominous premonition.

"The second question, which is Mu Beiting's favorite financial magazine?"

Su Xiangwan stared at the title board, crying without tears.

This **** mall was on purpose, right?

She is a person who only reads entertainment news, how does she understand financial magazines?

I can't even call my name.

Seeing the time was up, Su Xiangwan bit his head and hurriedly wrote: No.

"Okay, time is up, light up the question board!"

After the host read it, he regretted: "Another wrong answer. Mr. Mu's favorite financial magazine is "Fortune."

Su Xiangwan lowered his head and dared not raise it, let alone look at a certain man again.

She could clearly perceive that someone's sight was burning like a soldering iron, which would scorch her.

It's over... It's over...

The host smiled and reminded: "Miss Xiang, please come on, although Shao Mu is very precious to you, but if you make a mistake like this, you must kneel on the washboard when you go home."

Su Xiangwan kept thinking: Shut up, crow's mouth.

Why did she not feel that this game is not boring at all when she asked Mu Beiting just now.

"The third question, which is Mr. Mu Beiting's favorite menswear brand?"

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but gently licked his lips. He knew the brand of men's clothing, but which brand was his favorite? Which one?

Can anyone tell her which it is? ? ?

Su Xiangwan tried his best to search for the brands he knew, and compared the style of his usual clothes, and finally chose a brand that he thought was the most appropriate and reliable.

"Time is up, light up the question board~" The host's voice was almost like a final reminder.

Su Xiangwan let out a sigh of relief, anxiously showing up the question board.

The next second, how did the audience sigh.

Su Xiangwan's small face suddenly wrinkled, and when it was over, it wouldn't have been wrong again.

“Mu Shao wrote about handmade customization, while Miss Xiang wrote about A’s family.” The host shook his head and said, “Don’t have family conflicts after the two go home. I wonder if Miss Xiang's girlfriend picked it up from the roadside~"