"Of course." Xingyang turned into a little fan and looked at the old man, "Grandpa, please prove it to my brother and Mommy! You are old and strong, old is an embodiment of experience, but an advantage. I support you in pursuing my mommy!"
The old man's vanity burst out, "don't say 20 punches, even if I hit 100 punches, I can carry it!"
Moving his muscles and bones, shaking his chest muscles, he said to the Yellow haired horse behind him, "come on! Punch me 20 in the chest. Don't stay strong."
The Yellow haired horse punched 20 directly.
The old man endured the pain in his chest and looked at the stars, "is that ok?"
The star shook her head and frowned, "still not. Because my mommy likes the man who eats durian with her, can you?"
"Of course!" Xingyang snapped, pretending to be angry. He quickly handed a large piece of durian in his hand to the old man and urged him to say, "Grandpa, prove it to my brother and Mommy! You and Mommy smell the same and are made for each other."
"OK!" as soon as the old man opened the durian bag, the heavy taste made him retch and choke to tears.
The Yellow haired horse narrowed his eyes and said unhappily, "are you two little rabbits playing with our boss?"
The stars and Xingyang looked at each other with tacit understanding. Two pairs of innocent and harmless big eyes looked at the old man at the same time, but they were lovely, loving and ignorant. They said in one voice, "we are children. What bad heart can children have?"
The old man felt reasonable and scolded the Yellow haired horse, "don't make trouble for me!"
With that, he endured nausea and ate durian with a tragic face.
Then he ran to one side of the trash can and vomited dizzily. When he came back, he looked pale and asked the star, "this time... Is it OK?"
"It'll be ready soon. I'm still one step away. I'll allow you to chase my mommy."
"I don't believe in this evil. What's the next step?"
"My mommy likes talented men. Unless you can prove your talent in three minutes, we'll take Mommy away."
The star was sure that the old man didn't have much ink in his stomach, otherwise the black T-shirt he was wearing wouldn't have the word Deda representing death. Talent is undoubtedly a blow to his soul and makes him retreat in the face of difficulties.
"Talent?!" sure enough, the old man was completely in trouble, and the sweat on his palm came out. He was so anxious that the horses tried to show his talent.
The star's handsome little face was expressionless, staring at the telephone watch on his wrist and counting down.
"... 3, 2, 1. Since you didn't show your talents within the specified time, we'll take Mommy first."
Xingyang looked like a pity. He tooted his pink mouth and didn't forget to kill people. "Alas! Grandpa, I've always been optimistic about you. I didn't expect you to lose to talent. Bye."
The old man almost collapsed.
Xingchen and Xingyang exchanged their eyes and snickered to themselves. They took Xia Zhichu's hands, like left and right Dharma protectors. The three moved forward together, leaving an old man who was difficult to calm down.
Xia Zhichu sympathized with the man. Her babies had superior IQ. When they tricked people, they were clearly little demons in Angel coats.
She said softly, "you two, don't be so naughty next time. If you refuse to be clear, just leave."
"Who made him dare to have a bad idea about Mommy." Xingyang said, clutching his small mouth and giggling.
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