Chapter 972
However, the crowd got even more excited. Then, Vermont said with a smile, "You should've just answered the question
I asked you just now."
Keegan looked down and tore off the paper slowly. Then, he said while everybody was looking at him expectantly, "I choose to
drink."
The crowd was suddenly filled with disappointed sighs.
They were expecting to hear some exciting gossip, but Keegan had let them down.
On the other hand, Stella was relieved.
To be honest, she did not like to talk about their private affairs in front of the public regardless of their gender as she thought that
it was a form of respect for the couple.
However, Keegan, the unfortunate man, was picked for the third time before Stella could sit back.
The crowd went silent this time.
They had seen unlucky people, but none of them could come close to him.
Carter joined in the fun. "You should choose dare this time. Otherwise, you'll have to drink again."
Mr. Kane was a very stubborn man, and he picked truth once again.
So, he reached into the box and drew his third question.
After unfolding the paper, Vermont could not help but laugh after reading it. He was amazed by Keegan's rotten luck.
Felicity was very curious, so she quickly asked Vermont," What question did he get?"
Vermont took the paper from Keegan's hand and unfolded it in front of everyone. "Are you eighteen plus or eighteen minus?"
Felicity did not understand it. "What plus-minus? Age or height?"
Vermont leaned toward Felicity and whispered something into her ears. Felicity's gaze became stunned and her face turned red.
Everyone was an adult there, and all of them knew exactly what that question was asking about. They smiled knowingly and
waited for Keegan to expose his secret.
Stella poured a glass of wine silently at the side, and Keegan understood what she meant. "I choose to drink.”
Vermont said, "That's not going to work. The game rules state that a player can't skip two questions in a row. So, please answer
with honesty."
Keegan was speechless.
He shot a glance at Stella.
Stella's face seemed to be saying, "Go ahead. I'm done."
She figured that even God himself would not be able to help such an unlucky person like him.
Keegan pursed his lips and said, "Eighteen plus."
The crowd cheered and Vermont took the chance and asked, "Did you measure it yourself or your wife did? Is this based on
before or after? You're not exaggerating, right?"
"That's it," Keegan said to him.
Stella looked at the awkward expression on Keegan's face. She felt like laughing, but she tried so hard to hold it in that it hurt
her.
After three rounds, Keegan's luck finally took a big turn, and the beer bottle started pointing at the bride and groom for the next
several rounds.
The questions were as explicit as before, but the couple was very smart. They answered all of them without giving out too much
information.
Then, the beer bottle pointed at Carter.
He picked truth, and the question he got was, "When did your first kiss with your current partner happen?"
Duncan said before Carter could answer the question, "Wait a minute. We should let Lena write her answer down first.
Otherwise, we wouldn't know if Carter remembered it wrongly as another place where he kissed somebody else."
Carter was speechless.
"Bro, do you want me to get a divorce on your wedding night?"
Lena looked at him. "Your memory is not that bad, isn't it?"
Carter smiled. "I guess not."
Lena spoke again. "Let's do it then."