"..." Dongye's eye twitched, "Don't be like this, don't you like it?"
"I'm a three-year-old! How could I not like it!"
"..."
"So Uncle Dongye, take me with you to defeat the boss next time! Can you give me a gun?" Ling Chuan asked.
"You're a three-year-old, playing with guns is not good!"
"I've even played with bombs! But I can't play with guns! I told mommy you took me to defeat the boss, it was so bloody and scary!" Ling Chuan said as he walked away.
"Hey!" Dongye immediately grabbed him, "Let's talk properly!"
"I'm a three-year-old, what else is there to say!"
"..." After a moment of silence, Dongye said, "Let's do this, I'll have someone make you a custom gun! Equipped with snake venom! And I'll prepare an antidote for you! What do you think? You can't play with real guns, your mommy won't be happy if she finds out!"
"Hmm." Ling Chuan pondered for a while, "I'll reluctantly accept it!"
Dongye pinched his cheek, "Talk to your mommy more, come with me to America! Got it!"
