C1686 Ideal(2)

"Good, good, good. It's just a joke. I don't have a sense of humor at all." Lu Zifeng shook his head. "How about this. One round is five pellets. If the loser drinks a cup, one cup is too little. Then drink a pot of wine."

Michiko and Jin Suyan looked at each other and felt that this rule was still acceptable. It was just a game and it was not a big deal.

This way, they reached a consensus