"Are you going to break your promise? It doesn't matter. If you're scared, the wager can be voided."
Her tone was understated, as if she didn't care at all, but her sharp eyes were fixed on Victor's changing expression.
If this had been a few minutes earlier, Victor might have just played along and joked his way past this "Kinky Play" wager.
But at this moment, having just regained his confidence in the "Love Mind Game," his clever intellect instantly seized the high ground!
In a flash of lightning, Victor keenly caught Wednesday's intention—a seeming provocation that actually held a subtle urge for him to give up!
She is provoking me to back down!
Victor suddenly understood. What did this mean?
It meant she was nervous herself!
She was also afraid that if I won, I would actually propose that "Tyler and Miss Siren style" wager!
She was using this as a feint to advance, trying to end this dangerous game early!
Hmph! Victor sneered smugly in his heart. Han Xin, the great general of the Ancient Eastern Kingdom, could endure the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs to achieve great things!
Does Victor Black lack the courage to even let his girlfriend step on his face? If word gets out, where would my Crazy Handsome Guy reputation stand?
Moreover... Victor's gaze involuntarily and secretly darted towards Wednesday's small foot, hanging over the edge of the bed, encased in black tights.
That ankle was slender and beautifully shaped... it seemed... not entirely unacceptable? In fact... why did he feel a strange sense of anticipation?!
A surge of rebellion, competitiveness, and an inexplicable excitement rushed to Victor's head!
"Who, who's scared!"
Victor suddenly lifted his head. The stiffness on his face was instantly replaced by a look of abandon, even a flush of excited redness.
His voice was loud, carrying a sense of heroic "facing death like going home." "As everyone knows, I always keep my word!"
As he spoke, under the astonished gaze of Wednesday and Enid, he executed a swift flip, lying directly on his back on the soft, large bed, hands flat beside his body, eyes tightly closed, and declared loudly:
"Come on! I honor the bet! I'm ready!"
His "heroic martyrdom" appearance completely stunned Enid beside him, her mouth gaping into an O shape.
Meanwhile, Wednesday, who had been confident and planned to use this move to force Victor to retreat, had her smile completely freeze.
Her eyes widened slightly as she looked at Victor on the bed, eyes closed, looking like he was ready to be "plucked by the sovereign."
A rare emotion called "caught off guard" quickly flashed across her pale cheek.
She overplayed her hand.
This clear thought appeared in Wednesday's mind.
Her original plan was to use this overly "humiliating" wager as a deterrent, making Victor retreat gracefully, thereby ending this gradually escalating game with dignity.
She was certain that given Victor's usual playful and face-loving personality, he would never comply.
But despite all her calculations, she hadn't accounted for Victor not only having his intelligence online today but also refusing to fall for reverse psychology.
Instead, he swam upstream, treating this as another form of "challenge" and... "flirtation"?
Now, the one who was stuck between a rock and a hard place was herself.
Go up and step on him?
Not only did this action severely contradict her usual cold and detached image, but just imagining the scene... Wednesday felt the base of her ears start to subtly burn again.
Don't step on him?
Wouldn't that confirm that she was just bluffing earlier? Where would the "Dark Queen" put her face then?
Wednesday stood rooted to the spot, falling into a genuine, brief silence for the first time when facing Victor.
A rare trace of conflict and... an almost imperceptible panic appeared in those eyes that were usually as still as an ancient well.
Enid looked at Wednesday's frozen profile, then at Victor on the bed, who had his eyes tightly closed but whose lips seemed to be subtly curving up, and suddenly felt like laughing.
She seemed to... understand what Victor was planning.
The air in the room seemed to freeze at this moment.
A silent game of "to step or not to step" quietly unfolded between the three of them.
And the scales of victory seemed to have begun to subtly tip due to Victor's unexpected move of lying down.
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