He seemed to be drunk, barely able to keep his eyes open.
Su Yinhe rolled her eyes at him.
"I want Chicken Wing Rice Ball, no excuses, I just want it. If you don't give it to me, I'll get mad."
"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore. I won't have a snowball fight. I want to build a snowman, Galaxy, please let me go," Lin Murong pleaded with Su Yinhe.
"Oh, how come you're giving up so soon," Su Yinhe looked down on him.
"I can't help it, I am a useless man," Lin Murong admitted frankly.
Su Yinhe: "..."
Really, no hesitation when admitting it.
"Alright, alright, then you... go play something else," Su Yinhe actually wasn't done playing; she was just starting to have fun.
But Lin Murong was already out of steam.
Still, she couldn't always be picking on him, forget it.
Su Yinhe decided to go back to the supermarket.
She might as well rest.
"I can play with you," Chi Yan noticed she hadn't had enough fun.
