Sitting there, Yang Ming soon saw his wife deep in thought, her small eyes whirling around. The corner of Yang Ming's mouth lifted, feeling certain that his wife was about to pull some trick again, and sure enough, a moment later, she spoke up.
"Let's the four of us play a game, otherwise it's too boring on the road."
The three of them looked at Xiaoxiao in unison, quite surprised by her suggestion. They were all grown-ups, still playing games?
"Are we playing or what?" Seeing that the three of them were not responding, Xiaoxiao asked again, then turned her head and tugged on Yang Ming's hand, pleading, "Husband."
"We'll play." Yang Ming would definitely agree; whatever his wife said was law.
Chu Lian and Wang Xiangxiang had no choice but to nod along; it really was boring during the trip.
