Ning Chenguang nodded repeatedly, "We definitely won't tattle on you! We won't tell anyone! If I do tell, I'm a little dog!"
Ning Chenyang said, "I promise, when we see you, it'll be like we didn't see anything."
"That's more like it!" Wang Xiaohu nodded contently, stepped forward, and happily stretched out his tongue to lick the sparkling ice on the iron rod.
In just that moment, his tongue got stuck tightly.
Huh?
Wang Xiaohu felt his tongue turn icy cold and tried to pull it back, but realized his tongue was stuck.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it!
The tongue is so cold!
It's freezing!
So cold that tears were about to fall!
"Wang Xiaohu, how are you? Does the ice taste good?" Ning Chenyang asked with a playful grin.
Only then did Wang Xiaohu realize he had been pranked. He shook his head and pointed to his tongue, hoping these brothers would help him out.
