Chapter 367: Are They Using 'Him' as a Three-Year-Old Child?
Just thinking about it, Chu Yanhuan's surprised voice came from his ears, "There are a lot of balloons there, I'll play with that!" Bye! β
Hearing this, the two men looked sideways and followed the direction of her finger.
Not far away, under the huge umbrella canopy, small balloons the size of palms are neatly lined up on the lattice wall.
Next to the balloons, there are a lot of fluffy dolls, among which there are also pink leopards and little yellow ducks, which have been very popular recently.
The three of them stopped under the umbrella shed, Ye Jingmo raised his chin, pointed to the air gun on the platform and said to Li Siyan, "Shoot balloons with air guns, you can play, right?" β
Li Siyan heard what he meant, and sat down at the counter, "How do you want to play?" β
"I'll do it too!"
The young man rolled up the sleeves of his sportswear and was about to sit down, Ye Jingmo stretched out his hand, pulled the hat behind her, pulled her away, and then he sat next to Li Siyan and picked up the air gun on the countertop.
The young man frowned, annoyed, "You have taken the position, so what am I doing?" β
They looked at her at the same time and said in unison, "You are the referee." β
The young man looked at Li Siyan and then at Ye Jingmo, and saw that they had a strong desire to win in their eyes, so he compromised, "Okay, whoever of you pops more balloons wins." You ready? β
"Hmm."
"ReadyβStart!"
As soon as she finished speaking, they had already pulled the trigger at the same time.
'Smack! Smack! Bang Bang Bang! β
There was a burst of balloons in their ears, and they didn't trust each other, so they silently counted the number of balloons that burst for each other.
In the end, I found that the two of them had burst the same number of balloons!
So, they all set their eyes on the last balloon on the opposite wall.
Whoever wins and who loses will see who can defeat it first!
They stared at the balloon, and the atmosphere gradually condensed.
There is no way to stalemate like this, the young man thought of an idea, "I count three, two, one, whoever hits the balloon first will win, how about it?" β
Li Siyan and Ye Jingmo turned their heads and glanced at each other again, and nodded, "No problem." β
"Three ......"
However, as soon as the teenager counted down, they pulled the trigger at the same time.
"Smack!"
Two rubber bullets plunged into the balloon at the same time.
Their eyes narrowed, and they turned their heads again, staring at each other coldly.
"You're foul!"
"You're cheating!"
Both of them pulled the trigger in advance, and it was clearly half a catty, and they were embarrassed to blame each other for not abiding by the rules of the game?
The boy looked at this and at that, and announced, "Draw." β
As soon as he finished speaking, the electronic conveyor belt teleported the two plush dolls to the table, which was the prize.
Ye Jingmo and Li Siyan each grabbed a plush toy and stuffed it into her arms, "Take it and play with it." β
Are they using him as a three-year-old?
In fact, she is more interested in airsoft guns than this stuffed animal.
The corner of the boy's mouth twitched, and he held an oversized toy in his hand, "Can I refuse?" β
"Can't!"
"Can't!"
The boy looked at their menacing expressions and sighed helplessly.
"Still playing?"
"Play!"
"Play!"
We haven't decided yet!
The boy raised his right hand and pointed diagonally behind him, proposing, "Since there is no winner or loser, why don't you go next door and throw a dart?" β
"Good!"
"Good!"
The rules for throwing darts are simpler and crude, with a target on the six-meter wall, and whoever throws it close to the bullseye wins.
The boy announced the rules and gave each of them a dart, "Come on, throw it!" β
Throw darts well, it is estimated that the winner can be determined in one game, and then she will not accompany these two naΓ―ve ghosts!
Ye Jingmo pinched the dart and pretended to apologize, "I'm the host, the guests will be invited first." β
Li Siyan's thin lips hooked slightly, "Then you're welcome." β
He raised his hand, and with a force of his wrist, the dart came out of his hand!