C107 (1/2)

At that time, Dian Xuan had a silly look on his face and a dark line on his face. He looked so similar to his seven-year-old self at that time.

In the end, Xuan decided to take revenge. If there was nothing to do, he liked to play games with him and continue to decide victory or defeat.

”Has it begun?”

Zorn stared into the wooden eyes that were darting around and making bad plans.

He probably didn't know what the hell was going on.

”Mm, it's about to begin. ”But, hey, Zuo En, why is there a little mole on your palm …”

Wood, he said, his eyes narrowing as he grinned.

Just as Zuen slowly opened his palm to take a closer look …

”Now! Scissor, Stone, Cloth... ”Haha …”

When Mu Mu saw Zuo En's move, his smile finally stopped.

She used the ”scissors,” and Zorn, who pretended to open his palm to cover his ears, immediately retracted the cloth on his left hand and took out the ”stone” on his right hand.

Little swindler, now you're in trouble. Hehe, you want to fight me too!

”How could it be like this …”

The wooden face, seeing the change in the situation, drooped into a bitter melon that had matured in the autumn.

”It's no use, you've used this move since you were young! Fantastic pig, Little Flower Pig … ”Haha …”

Mu Mu was just about to run away when this damned fellow, why couldn't he trick him …

Zorn, gritting his teeth and grinning, grabbed her and dragged her into the kitchen.

”I want to eat Korean seaweed rice, you cook. ”This is the price of your loss …”

Zorn urged the wood.

”I'm not Korean, so I don't know how to do it. Egg-Fried Rice, is that alright? ”