Does she think he is a fish? He needs to be coaxed.
Bao Siyan complained inwardly and looked down, "Don't we have to perform first?"
"You're not going to reward me, so why are you asking for so much?"
She complained but still put on a show.
Originally, I had both left and right hands. I opened and closed my palms and showed it to him. The palms of my hands were suddenly empty. I opened my palms again and there were palms again. I made fists with each hand and touched each other. Then I opened my hands again and the palms of my hands were there again.
They were lying around again.
Bo Siyan raised his eyebrows.
Qin Songyao curled his lips, a little proud.
"Okay, okay, you have to guess, the outcome will be determined in three rounds."
She stretched out her hand and said to him: "Stretch out your hand."
Bo Siyan did so.
Two stalks fell into his hands.
In front of him, she took one in each hand and made fists.
"Guess, if you guess the situation in one hand, you win."
Bao Siyan was not that naive. Without thinking, he glanced at her right hand and said, "There is one."
Qin Songyao curled his lips and looked down on him.
She opened her hands, her palms empty.
"Guess the left again."
Bo Siyan was stubborn to the end, "One."
Qin Songyao shook his head, opened his hand, and his palm was empty.
"You make me feel no sense of accomplishment."
Bo Siyan: "Don't just throw it on the ground. What kind of skill do you have?"
Qin Songyao smiled silently, quickly turned his hands over, and found something in his palms again.
There was something in Bao Siyan's eyes this time, and he was somewhat surprised.
Qin Songyao curled his lips and looked proud.
"The last time."
"I don't want to guess anymore," he said.
Qin Songyao was stunned.
She thought he couldn't afford to play with her, and was about to complain about her when the man grabbed her left wrist.
"Make a fist." He ordered.
Qin Songyao understood and obeyed.
Bao Siyan landed on her fist and said, "I want two sticks in it. If not, you lose."
Phew, a piece of cake.
Qin Songyao looked at him and said, "Then you should keep an eye on it."
As soon as she finished speaking, she exerted force on her forearm and led his hand downwards. In the blink of an eye, Bao Siyan didn't even see her open her hand.
The state of each other is still the same, he is still holding her wrist and she is holding her fist.
Is this good?
Qin Songyao couldn't control the smile on his lips, and his eyes were sparkling, "You're willing to admit defeat, right?"
"You win first and then talk about it."
Qin Songyao hummed, his eyes fell on his fists, and he blew a breath pretending to be mysterious.
The fist slowly turned into a palm, and the two fruit stems, which were no longer green, were lined up side by side.
Bo Siyan remained silent.
Qin Songyao smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed. He came closer and raised his chin towards him, "Do you accept it?"
The man cleared his throat, let go of her hand, straightened up, and raised the corners of his mouth.
"lucky."
Hey, tough talk.
Qin Songyao didn't care, she won anyway.
She clapped her hands, stood up, walked two steps in front of him, and said proudly: "I tell you, I have just learned a little bit of my grandpa's skills! When my grandpa was here, he learned opera from him, and he learned skills.
Those who are good at kung fu and appreciate antiques can queue up to the moat!"
As she spoke, she couldn't help but put her hands behind her back, "My grandpa is amazing."
Turning around, I found that he was silent.
She thought for a moment and realized she couldn't be too proud, so she boasted.
"Of course, your grandpa is even more powerful, a high official."
Unexpectedly, Bao Siyan's expression changed and the corners of his mouth lowered.
"Don't compare your grandpa to mine."
Qin Songyao thought he looked down on her grandpa and was about to get angry. The next second, she heard him say: "My grandpa is not a good person. There is nothing to compare with."