302: C302 I Mean It

C302 I Mean It

"I've never played before." Yang Tao said, "Maybe my luck is better today."1

How was this luck good? If this was luck, then it was really too good. Xia Xue didn't believe it, but if it wasn't luck, then there was no way to explain this.

"You've caught quite a few of us, but who knows which one of us is more? How about this, let's count." Yang Tao said with a smile.

Xia Xue almost vomited blood as she heard this. Was there even a need to count? Yang Tao had caught much more than her. The outcome was obvious. Was he really going to be Yang Tao's woman?

"It seems like I got a little more than you. Don't you think I won? Then take a look at our bet …"

"What bet?" Xia Xue said evasively.

"Hehe, I knew you would play dumb. Whatever, it's just playing around. Forget it, I don't care about it at all." Yang Tao said.

Xia Xue had originally thought that she would definitely fall for it. Unexpectedly, she slammed the table and said, "What do you mean, I'll definitely pretend to be stupid? I'll calculate the things I've promised."

As soon as Xia Xue finished her sentence, she regretted it a little. Why couldn't she control her temper? It was good now. Was she really going to be Yang Tao's woman? But thinking about it, other than being a bit young, Yang Tao was pretty good in every aspect. He was stronger than me in every aspect, so there was nothing wrong with him becoming Yang Tao's woman.

Xia Xue's reaction was really out of Yang Tao's expectation. He thought that this girl was too tiger-like, but since she said so, he wouldn't say anything. After all, Yang Tao wouldn't really force Xia Xue to do something she didn't want to do.

The bet seemed to have come to an end here. There was nothing much to bet on after that. Xia Xue's gambler mentality had led her to no longer have the qualifications to gamble. If she were to gamble for the rest of her life, what else could she gamble on?

Besides, there weren't any gambling projects here. All that was left were some children's things to play with.

"So many dolls? Isn't it a bit too troublesome to take them away?" Yang Tao asked.

"Yeah, it's a bit too troublesome. How about we give it away? There are so many children here, so many people will definitely like it." Xia Xue said.

"Fine, then just give it to him. You're an expert anyway, so you can catch him anytime." Yang Tao said. These words were definitely a compliment, but to Xia Xue, it sounded like a mockery. If you were an expert, then what were you? An expert amongst masters, and also a man of experts? Xia Xue rolled her eyes at Yang Tao as she thought of this.

"Give the rest to others, but I'll keep this." Xia Xue took out a piglet from the crowd and said.

"You like pigs."

"No, I just feel that this is very similar to you." Yang Tao was depressed. How did he become like a pig?

After Xia Xue thought through all of this, she was no longer depressed. The two of them gave all of the dolls they caught to the children.

As expected, there were more people around here than before. It seemed that it was really just as Yang Tao said, they even brought good business here by accident. Xia Xue looked at Yang Tao and thought that he was pretty strong.

It was almost evening before Yang Tao and Xia Xue left in low spirits. Yang Tao sent Xia Xue home. When they got to the outside of the district, Xia Xue said, "About that, I'll be leaving first."

"Wait, you want to leave just like that?" Yang Tao revealed a meaningful smile and slowly walked towards Xia Xue.

"You, what are you trying to do?" Xia Xue took two steps back.

"They're all my women. Don't tell me you don't know what you want to do? Of course you want to do whatever you want." Yang Tao joked.

"You, don't do anything rash, there are so many people here." Xia Xue was forced to the wall and had nowhere to run. She didn't know why she always liked to threaten Yang Tao violently before, but now, she couldn't even think of it.

"There are so many people, why didn't I notice it?" Yang Tao said as he put his hand on Xia Xue's head.

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