Liu Zhizhong ran while looking back at Wen Xin's beautiful apples, thinking they must be both smooth and fragrant!
But he shouted, "Maybe not fruit, perhaps they're cute little animals."
"What little animals? Speak clearly, stop right there, stop..."
"Do you like milk candy? Big White Rabbit milk candy or Little White Rabbit milk candy..."
"Shoo, shoo, I don't have candy on me, you're talking nonsense!"
"Isn't that so?"
As Liu Zhizhong said that, he pointed and then dashed off again.
"Ah... you silver thief, stop right there, are you looking for a beating..."
Wen Xin screamed again, blushing, and sped up even more, continuing the chase.
Liu Zhizhong giggled, continuing to flee and dodge.
For a moment, the air on the ferry was full of joy and ripples of laughter...
However, in the end, Wen Xin was too exhausted, wiping her fragrant sweat, stomping her foot coyly, "No more hitting! You useless jerk, getting hit once won't kill you, right?"
