He didn’t understand why he was standing here with her and why he agreed to play such a boring ga.
"So tell , are you playing or not?"
"Can I buy one for you?" What’s the big deal anyway? Does it have to be so complicated?
"If you don’t know how to play, just say it directly. I won’t laugh at you." Jun Mochan’s competitive spirit was instantly provoked by Ye Ranran.
"Just wait, your husband will definitely grab that doll for you."
But the money was gone, and the doll still hadn’t been caught. Ye Ranran rcilessly mocked Jun Mochan: "Did you bite off more than you can chew?"
"Let try again, I’ll definitely get it for you this ti."
Ye Ranran suddenly felt she might have been too harsh and said, "Forget it, I’m not that into it anyway."
"Wasn’t it the baby who liked it? How did it suddenly beco you who likes it?" Jun Mochan looked at her teasingly.
Ye Ranran: "..." She must have been out of her mind to feel sorry for him.
Jun Mochan put in a few more coins, and this ti he quickly grabbed a rabbit, making Ye Ranran cheer.
But just as she cheered, the rabbit fell off.
"Joy turned to sorrow."
"You were too loud, you scared it." Jun Mochan teased her.
"What do you an I scared it? It’s clearly your lack of skill." Ye Ranran was also upset.
How could he push the bla onto her? As a national leader, how could he do such a thing?
"Oh dear, how childish for such an adult."
Two murderous gazes imdiately turned towards the person who spoke.
The other person was a teenage boy, around seventeen or eighteen years old, with rosy lips and white teeth, giving off a very submissive vibe, but his sturdy build added so masculinity, making him not look too weak.
Faced with two very intimidating stares, he quickly lowered his head to apologize, "Uncle, Aunt, forgive , I didn’t an it."
Uncle? Aunt? Ye Ranran and Jun Mochan exchanged a glance, the murderous look in their eyes intensified.
"Where did this rude brat co from?" He should call pretty won ’sister’ and handso n ’brother.’
Doesn’t he know this basic kindergarten knowledge?
He clearly needed so sense knocked into him!
"You look like a couple, so calling you brother and sister doesn’t seem right?" The boy sensed danger and quickly tried to fix it.
"But you can’t call Aunt, do I look that old?" Ye Ranran lashed out angrily.
Won hate being called old, doesn’t he know that?
The boy hastily begged for rcy, "I was wrong, oh, I just rembered, I have sothing to do, I have to go first."
Before he finished speaking, he slipped away like the wind.
"Why is he running so fast? It’s not like I’m a man-eater." Ye Ranran grumbled.
Jun Mochan pulled her over, "Forget it, let’s not bother with him, let’s continue our ga."
After holding Ye Ranran, Jun Mochan didn’t want to let go, he circled her with his arms, hands on the control stick.
"Keep your eyes wide open, watch how your husband grabs the doll for you."
"Mm, hubby, you’re the best, go for it." Ye Ranran cheered him on.
The two of them were so good-looking, standing together they made everything else nearby fade into the background, drawing a lot of onlookers.
The two of them were used to scenes like this and simply ignored it.
Maybe it was because of beginner’s luck, but this ti Jun Mochan also quickly caught it.
Ye Ranran didn’t dare to breathe, until the rabbit dropped in front of her, she jumped up in excitent.
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