"Are your hands magnetic or something?! I spent twenty tokens and only got one, but he gets three with twenty... Damn!"
Ah Jie dramatically rubbed his hands together and leaned in, staring at the transparent bag dangling from Shen Yuan's wrist. "Yuan! Master! Please, teach this child your ways! I blew twenty damn tokens and didn't snag a single thing!"
Ah Jie counted on his fingers as he complained, "Even Yang Ze managed to grab a doll by taking advantage of my mistake!"
Yang Ze sighed softly at Ah Jie. "This is what you call talent. You can't learn it. You just can't."
He Zhiyu hugged the only doll she'd won—a little cat in a Santa hat—her gaze glued to Li Zhi.
The beautiful girl was clutching the light brown, long-eared rabbit, her chin nearly buried in its soft head.
Li Zhi didn't say a word, but the slight upturn of her eyes and the lightness in her step betrayed her mood.
But honestly, Li Zhi holding the stuffed rabbit had a certain indescribable cuteness about her.
