Milky Dumpling Version of the "Playing" Game

Huo Sijue and Huo Sichen hurriedly rushed downstairs, passing through the living room and heading straight for the entrance gate of the estate. Just as they were about to run out of the gate, they heard the soft and tender voice of the Milky Dumpling from behind.

"Second Brother, Third Brother, are you going out to play again?"

Huo Sijue and Huo Sichen quickly turned around. The Milky Dumpling held a roasted lamb chop in her left hand and a large hairy crab in her right hand. Her little mouth was oily, and she looked up at them with bright eyes.

"Can I come and play with you?"

Huo Sijue: "..."

Huo Sichen: "..."

They were instantly at a loss for words.

The exhilaration of a sprint combined with a mental stimulation, Huo Sijue was fine, but Huo Sichen, as soon as he relaxed, collapsed onto the emerald green lawn.

“Phew!”

The Milky Dumpling, with its short legs, trotted over to her third brother.

“Brother, are we playing here tonight?”