Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye-Chapter 469 The Childe in the Tang Family Lives Off A Girl 36

Pa! The cactus which has been forced to be watered for two months falls to the ground and becomes a corpse after seeing its owner for the last time.

Speechless.

Gungun’s first reaction is to stoop down to pick it up, but he is stopped by Wuyou.

“Be careful of your hand.” Wuyou takes a piece of tissue to wrap and pick the cactus to throw into the trash can.

Gungun feels upset, “Is it... Dead?”

“Well, it has been watered too much.” Wuyou says frankly, “Cactus is a desert plant, and it will be okay not to water for a month.”

What the hell! Is he an idiot? He even forgets this kind of common sense.

“Sorry...” Gungun is a bit frustrated.

Wuyou smiles faintly, “It’s okay. Later I will tell the housemaid to see whether it can live to be planted in the garden outside.”

Gungun rubs his head on her neck, “You rest early today. Let’s go to the cinema tomorrow!”

When he leaves Wuyou’s room, he doesn’t forget to remind her, “Remember to try the skirt.”

“Well, I will try it after taking a shower.”

The next day Wuyou goes out to run early and stops by Bai Susu’s house. Bai Susu keeps her for breakfast before returning. Only Tang Duo gets up here, who is preparing breakfast with the housemaid.

“By the way, Wuyou!” Tang Duo winks at her when she sees Wuyou go downstairs after changing clothes, “Did you try the skirt at the ball?”

Wuyou nods and says, “Mom...”

“I see!” Tang Duo raises her hand to interrupt her, “You are definitely going to choose the one chosen by Gungun.”

Wuyou smiles faintly. Tang Duo rubs her head and says, “Smile more and you look pretty!”

“I’m sorry, Mom.” Wuyou helps her cut the bread, “I don’t want Gungun to be disappointed.”

Tang Duo sighs, “You spoil him too much. Did he cook for you when he went to visit you?”

“He made fried rice.” Wuyou thinks of something and says with gentle eyes, “It was delicious.”

“Only you think that it is delicious.” Tang Duo shakes her head and says, “Go upstairs and call them all down and have breakfast!”

Wuyou goes to call Gungun first, and then go to call the twins. Everyone goes downstairs for breakfast one after another. Sweet Orange goes to feed the cat first.

“Why didn’t you two go to school today?” Gungun asks curiously when he sees the twins.

An’an answers, “Our elementary school has a Christmas holiday because we won’t attend the ball. We will go to school next Monday.”

“Brother!” Sweet Orange is close to Gungun and says with a saccharin voice, “You’ve skipped classes! Then take us out to play, OK?”

Gungun glances at Wuyou. He has an arrangement today.

“Then let’s go together.” Wuyou says, “We seldom take our younger brother and sister out. Rarely Sweet Orange asks.”

“OK!” Gungun thinks for a while, “Then let’s go to the playground above Jingang?”

Tang Duo claps her hands and says, “That place is good! We can eat and play there. Remember not to let Sweet Orange eat cold food.”

An’an pulls a long face to make it clear that he doesn’t want to go.

“You must go!” Tang Duo lightly pinches her son’s face, “Don’t stay in the room every day to read. There are so many books. You read slowly and they will not run away.”

After having breakfast, Gungun and Wuyou take the twins out to play. The driver sends them to the shopping mall, and Gungun asks him to come over again in the afternoon to pick them up.

“What do you two want to play with?” Gungun frowns and looks at the little children running around at the playground floor.

Sweet Orange jumps excitedly and shouts, “Brother, go to exchange game coins! Change game coins!”

Gungun exchanges game coins worth 200 yuan to divide equally to the twins, and then takes them to the rest area.

“We will wait here. You two will play by yourselves. You are not allowed to leave the recreation area. Come and find us if you need anything.” He specifically commands An’an, “You stay close to Sweet Orange and keep an eye on her. Don’t let her run around. Remember?”

An’an pouts and nods. He thinks that it is a waste of time to come to such a place. It would be better to watch English movies at home...

Sweet Orange pulls him to run away. Gungun and Wuyou order two cups of coffee to sit there and watch. In order to provide convenience for the parents to wait for the children, the cafe is designed to be very transparent. You can basically see most of the recreation area from the inside.

“Sweet Orange has clipped the doll for the tenth time.” Gungun shakes his head, “She hasn’t clipped one doll.”

Wuyou watches Sweet Orange jumping in front of the clip doll machine not far away, and wants to say if they are going to help her to get one.

“Don’t go!” Gungun seems to know what she is thinking, and says quickly, “Let her clip the doll herself. She clips more and will naturally learn how to clip.”

After a while, Sweet Orange becomes impatient, as if she is losing her temper. And then An’an goes to clip. He can’t clip it in the beginning, but then he starts to clip one, two, three...

“Sister, sister!” Sweet Orange runs over in the middle and puts down five or six dolls clipped, “An’an is amazing! He is so amazing!”

Wuyou grabs her and asks her to drink a little water. And then she hurries away. 𝗳𝔯𝙚e𝒘e𝚋𝘯𝚘ν𝙚l.𝑐o𝙢

“Have you decided what skirt to wear for tomorrow’s ball?” Gungun never dares to ask. After a long time of psychological construction, he puts on an expression to show that you must choose the one chosen by me.

“Wear the one you chose for me.” Wuyou adds another lump of sugar to the coffee, “I’ve already told Mom.”

Gungun stares at her with bright eyes, “I say, I have a good taste.”Updates by vi p novel

Wuyou is about to talk, but out of the corner of her eyes, she sees that Sweet Orange and An’an seem to be arguing with another child.

“You have been clipping for a long time. It’s time for someone else to clip!” A little girl about the same age as Sweet Orange and An’an says unhappily.

Sweet Orange turns her face to say, “Isn’t there another one next to you?”

“That’s not easy to clip the doll!” The little girl curls her lips, “The one you are using can always clip the doll. It must be easy to clip.”

“They are all the same...” Sweet Orange says. Because she just tried every machine and didn’t get the doll. This is not a problem with the machine at all.

The little girl firmly believes that this machine they are using is easier to clip the doll.

“Then you just wait for us!” Sweet Orange is also angry, “We haven’t finished clipping.”

At this time, the little girl’s mother comes over, “What’s the matter? Children should play together. Don’t quarrel!”

“Mom!” The little girl complains, “She has played for a long time but doesn’t let me play.”

The mother says kindly to Sweet Orange, “Little girl, can you let other children clip the doll?”

Sweet Orange is not very happy, but An’an pulls her to the clip doll machine next to it. The little girl glances at them proudly, and then begins to clip the doll.

“Why should we let her play?” Sweet Orange is aggrieved, and almost cries.

An’an rolls his eyes at her, “Idiot, doesn’t she think that the machine is easy to clip the doll? Then let her clip and see how many she can clip.”

“She can’t clip one out!” Sweet Orange is happy because she sees that the little girl next to them has failed twice.

An’an continues to put coins into this clip doll machine, “Never mind about her. We will clip our own.”

After a few minutes, the little girl has put in more than thirty coins, but doesn’t get one doll. Her mother thinks it wasteful and doesn’t want her to continue to clip.

“No!” The little girl is very angry. When she sees Sweet Orange hug a few dolls again, she runs over.

“I want to play this machine!”

Sweet Orange looks at her with a smile, “No, we haven’t finished playing.”

“Mom!” The little girl shouts, “They don’t let me play!”

Her mother also sees the dolls held in Wuyou’s hands, and thinks maybe this machine is easier to clip.

“Kid, can you let her clip the doll?”

“No.” An’an says this time, “Aunt, we just let her play the next one. You can’t repeatedly force us to let her play the machine we are playing.”

The little girl’s mother doesn’t expect the little child to talk like this, and she looks a little pale for a while.

“No, you see you can clip so many dolls. It must be a tight clip!” The woman says with a smile, “You children don’t understand. These machines are manually debugged. Some clips are tight and some clips are loose.”

An’an smiles and says, “Aunt, since you say so, then I will let her play this machine. If she can’t get the doll anymore, will you still force us to let her play?”

“Oh no, no! If she can’t get it, I won’t let her waste money. You too, these are deceiving, don’t...” She can’t continue saying.

Because Sweet Orange is holding some dolls and smiling at her, whose smile is very sweet...

“Let’s go to the machine aside!” It is unknown why suddenly An’an’s interest is so high. He pulls Sweet Orange and goes to the machine next to them to start clipping.

Sweet Orange deeply feels that her twin brother may have found a goal in life-to become an expert of clipping the dolls!

“I don’t clip one again!” The little girl puts more than a dozen coins again to play, but still doesn’t get one. She kicks the doll machine angrily and turns her head to see that there are more dolls in Sweet Orange’s hands.

“Mom, I still want to play!”

“You’ve spent 100 yuan. You should stop playing!” The woman keeps a straight face and says, “It’s done! Stop playing. When we go out, I will buy you something delicious to eat.”Updates by vi p novel

The little girl pouts and is not willing to leave. The woman is impatient and pulls the little girl to leave.

“Humph!” The little girl passes by Sweet Orange and deliberately bumps into her. Sweet Orange lets go of hand, and the dolls she holds fall to the ground.

The little girl steps on a doll and steps on it several times.

“What are you doing?” Sweet Orange cries because of anger, “You step on my doll!”

An’an pushes away the little girl. The little girl loses her footing and her butt sits on the ground.

“Hey, how did you little boy hit my girl?” Her mother cries loudly.

An’an pats the dirt off the doll and lets Sweet Orange hug it. Ignoring the mother and daughter, he pulls Sweet Orange to go away.

“Mom!” The little girl begins to shout, “Mom, my bottom hurts. My bottom hurts!”

The woman pulls An’an, “Don’t go. You pushed my daughter down. Where are your parents? Call them over.”

“We’ve been here long ago.” Gungun stands out from the crowd, “When your daughter bumped into my sister.”

The woman is stunned and carefully looks at Gungun and Wuyou at his side. An’an pulls Sweet Orange to walk to Wuyou. Sweet Orange is badly wronged and complains to Wuyou while crying.

“Sister... She... She...”

“I see.” Wuyou squats down to wipe her face, “I saw it.”

Gungun smiles faintly and calls.

“Aunt!”