Their mutual estrangent surprised everyone and made the atmosphere quite awkward.
Maya Spencer tightly gripped Liam Spencer’s small hand, clasping his palm, signaling him to think of a way to say sothing and avoid letting the situation remain so tense.
In such a battle-filled scenario, Maya was never a firefighter; she was rather good at adding fuel to the fire.
When Liam turned his head to look at Maya, his brows furrowed. Clearly, he misunderstood Maya’s hand-holding gesture, thinking she wanted to go back and get intimate with him! Earlier in the car, they were already quite heated, plus clasping palms typically has a suggestive aning.
"Damn, Third Brother, your club is really generous, sending over six huge volcano ice creams; and there are so many small ones, it seems like everyone can play a new ga tonight and cool down a bit." Just as Liam was about to slip away due to his lust-driven state, Hudson Moore suddenly shifted the topic.
Liam didn’t really care about Seven Murray and Christopher Scott’s relationship. He knew as long as Christopher didn’t give up, Seven would eventually be his.
As for persuading people to stop arguing, haha! That’s really not his specialty. Besides, he couldn’t detect the sll of gunpowder. Compared to the battle between these two, his conflict with Maya was a trivial matter, so he was lazily disinterested.
Actually, everyone was more surprised than tense. After all, these two had been inseparable before; Seven protected Christopher like a child, even though Christopher didn’t need her to stand up for him, but she just liked to show off, sticking her foot into everything.
"Third Young Master, the volcanic ice creams at your club are amazing, everyone’s over there playing gas. If you guys could join, everyone would be even happier." At this mont, a young, clean-cut man walked over, inviting everyone to join the ga. The more, the rrier!
Upon hearing there was a ga, Maya imdiately beca alert and asked, "What ga, what’s the stake?"
The question-and-answer ga at the resort last ti had scared her. She didn’t want to fall into that trap again, so she asked about the rules first.
The man, listening to Maya’s question, smiled and explained, "The club sent too much ice cream; everyone is afraid we won’t finish it, so we roll the dice. Based on the ranking, if you’re 6th, you eat 5 bites of ice cream, and the 1st place doesn’t get penalized."
"That’s clearly a reward, not a penalty." Maya was puzzled.
"Third Mistress, overindulging isn’t a prize!"
"Maya, let’s participate together!" Seven was eager to escape being with Christopher and seized the opportunity, naturally not wanting to miss it.
"Alright!"
She then turned to Liam and said, "Third Brother, you accompany . When I can’t eat anymore, you help , it’s a great benefit!"
"Third Sis, so you’re aiming to lose, huh?" Hudson saw Maya’s eyes glued to the ice cream and knew she was tempted.
"Well, it’s a ga! You win so, you lose so," Maya said nonchalantly.
Soon, the group gathered at the ga table, only leaving Christopher drinking alone at the bar.
In front of them lay four ice cream volcanoes, and calling them volcanoes was no exaggeration—they stood 1.2 ters high, occupying 80 cm of ground space, set on a 1.2-ter-high refrigerated table, like true, imposing ice cream volcanoes, topped with syrup for added temptation.
Before the ga even started, Maya approached one of the ice cream volcanoes and had the staff scoop her two mango-flavored balls into a disposable bowl to taste.
What surprised everyone was that the ice cream, placed on the frozen table, wouldn’t lt until it was entirely consud.
Maya took the ice cream offered by the staff, quickly scooped a spoonful, held it to Liam’s lips, and sweetly said, "Third Brother, you taste it first, is it good?"
"Third Sis, you’re really sothing! With so much, you still worry Third Brother won’t have enough to eat? No need to flaunt your love." Hudson, watching them being intimate, felt incredibly lonely.
However, Hudson’s suggestion didn’t faze Maya and Liam. When the ga began, Maya stood at the table, holding the dice cup in her right hand with her left resting on the table, watching her opponents open the round.
The height of the ga table was just under Maya’s chest, making it convenient for everyone to play standing up. Liam stood behind her, gently encircling her waist with his hands, his chin resting on her shoulder. The couple’s flirtatious gestures were enough to make every single person in the room green with envy.
When it was Maya’s turn to roll the dice, she squinted at her opponents around the table, raised her right hand holding the dice cup, and called out her lucky number. Anyway, each person had one die, with a maximum of six points and a minimum of one; whatever points, that’s how many ice-cream bites.
Maya shook the cup for a long ti and mysteriously placed it on the table, but as soon as she lifted the lid, a wave of "haha" laughter erupted.
Maya looked at her die’s result in despair—she was the first to roll a one point. Ha! With luck like this, she’d best go buy a lottery ticket.
Since no one rolled a six in this round, Maya was penalized with 5 ice cream balls. She leaned over the table, temporarily retreating from the ga, cupping ice cream in her hands, scooping one spoonful into Liam’s mouth, then another into her own.
Their intimate deanor made others envious enough to want to hit soone.
Once Maya finished her ice cream, she rejoined the ga. This ti, when it was her turn to roll the dice, Liam lifted his large hands encircling her waist and gently held her small hand, guiding her through a few shakes.
Liam shook the dice cup four tis before placing it on the table and lifting the lid.
"Ah... Third Brother, you’re amazing, you rolled a six!" Maya excitedly shouted upon seeing the six points in the dice cup, then imdiately turned and wrapped her arms around Liam’s neck, boldly planting two kisses on his cheek.
"Ahem... So couples, overshowing their affection, seriously affect the mood of other contestants. Watch the impact, watch the impact," even Lucas Shaw couldn’t bear their public displays of affection.
"Pfft..." Watching everyone’s disdainful looks, Maya couldn’t help but giggle, thinking to herself, yes, she’s teasing them.
"Seven, don’t eat so much; let help you." Hudson noted Seven rolled two threes and promptly withdrew from the ga to support her by eating the ice cream.
In the following gas, Liam kept coaching Maya, so she consistently rolled sixes and wasn’t penalized anymore, which drew strong opposition from everyone.
"Third Young Master, this is too unfair, like this, we’ll all have no chance. You can’t keep helping Third Mistress."
"Yeah! I’ve eaten so much my stomach’s cold already; Third Mistress needs to roll herself."
Ultimately, under the collective protest of the players, Liam was forced not to touch the dice again, or they’d all end up as popsicles.
With the democratic spirit in mind, Liam had no choice but to whisper to Maya, "Honey, now it’s up to you."
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