Chapter 259: Spend Time with Her


    "I want you even if you were ugly, okay?"


    "I won''t! I won''t be ugly!"


    Being held in Emmett''s embrace, ine kicked her legs flirtatiously.


    Many couples were watching them with envy.


    "See? Her boyfriend is so strong. He has been carrying her like that for a long way!"


    A girl reminded her boyfriend sourly.


    The boyfriend sneered,


    "Well, have you seen how skinny his girlfriend is? Look at yourself! Your leg is wider than her waist! If


    you''re as skinny as her, I can carry you!"


    The woman was immediately red with shame and indignation.


    "What did you say! How dare you call me fat! That''s what you think? So you think less of me already!"


    Because of jealousy, a fight was inevitable.


    There was a stall in front of them offering balloons popping games with an airsoft gun. ine shook her


    hand and shouted,


    "I want that airsoft gun! I''ve long wanted that! Airsoft gun!"


    Emmett''s eyes narrowed. He nced at the shoddy airsoft gun and muttered to himself,


    "You call that thing a gun?"


    ...


    At first nce, it was a very poor-quality gun. It was even tampered with. Its scope was tilted, rotten,


    and shabby.


    It was nothingpared to the guns he used.


    Emmett wondered if ine found out that her man always had a gun with him and treated it like a toy,


    would she be scared out of her wits.


    "How much for one round?" ine asked the stall owner excitedly.


    "Five for ten shots. If you hit ten shots in a row, you''ll receive a reward of ten yuan."


    "Is that so? If that''s the case, I''d try my best to see if I can hit ten shots in a row!"


    ine sat down confidently and rubbed her hands happily.


    Emmett stood beside her without saying anything.


    The stall owner taught ine how to hold the gun. He pointed at the small balloons opposite them and


    said,


    "Come on, focus. Maybe you can earn some money!"


    ine held the gun clumsily, her eyes wide open. But she started to bluffing,


    "Hey, keep an eye on me. See how I hit ten balloons in a row!"


    Standing beside, the stall owner grinned.


    ''Ten balloons in a row? Try all you want...''


    Emmett could not help but knock on ine''s head and sigh,


    "Come on, would you close one eye first? Have you ever seen a shooter shooting with both eyes


    open? How could you aim with both eyes?"


    Well...


    ''Is that so? To shoot, you need to close one eye!''


    ine closed her left eye immediately. She kept changing her positions and hesitating for a while


    before finally sending out a bullet.


    Whoosh!


    "Did I hit it?" ine asked at once.


    Emmett''s nose twitched. "Did you hear any balloon explode?"


    ine frowned, "I guess not."


    "So that''s it."


    The stall owner said with a smile,


    "It''s alright, it''s alright. Many youngdies fail to hit the target. Try again."


    ine fired a few more shots and missed all!


    After running out ten bullets, she found herself hit two balloons in total.


    How she sessfully hit the two was ridiculous.


    ine hit them all by ident.


    ...


    She was aiming at the left, but the balloons exploded were on the far right...


    What kind of aiming was that?


    She guessed if she were to shoot an elephant a meter in front of her, she would have missed it, too.


    "Ah, howe I kept missing it? It''s so frustrating! I''m so frustrated!"


    ine patted the table and shouted.


    Emmett sighed and touched ine''s head.


    "Alright, I''ll do it."


    ine curled her lips and raised her chin. "Even you can''t hit it!" She let out a snort.


    The owner had a cunning smile on his face.


    Emmett picked up the light gun and almost burst outughing.


    As the young master of ZH n, he had been dealing with guns and ammunition so frequently that he


    was almost an expert. And now he was here fiddling with an airsoft gun?


    Emmett stood still. Without even bothering to aim, he fired off ten bullets in one go.


    He did it so fast that it was dazzling.


    Even the owner was staring straight at him.


    "Count how many balloons have exploded." Emmett smiled and looked at ine.


    ine was counting already. "One, two, three..."


    "Wow! No way! Ten? You popped ten balloons? Ten shots in a row!"


    ine looked up at Emmett, appalled.


    Bad-bear Smith was no ordinary human.


    How could he do that?


    He shot so fast, yet... He hit all the targets.


    The smile on the stall owner''s face disappeared immediately and he looked pale.


    It was obvious that he got an expert today!


    Even though it was a tempered airsoft gun, he handled it so well...


    ''I''m screwed...''


    ''It''s not my day today.''


    Frustrated by ine, Emmett ground his teeth and managed,


    "Silly girl! Can''t you see what shape those exploded balloons made?"


    ''Silly. She even needs me to remind her...''


    Ah...


    Only then did ine pay attention to it...


    It was a heart shape... The balloon Emmett had popped just happened to form a very precise heart


    shape...


    Wow... ine covered her mouth and took a deep breath.


    ...


    "You''re amazing..."


    Defeated, Emmettughed. He put down the gun and pinched ine''s cheeks. He said,


    "That''s not the point. You silly, a heart... What does heart shape mean? You don''t understand?"


    Only then did ine figure it out. Her face turned red. She stole a nce at Emmett quickly.


    Emmett was a little self-conscious, too.


    Hearts meant love.


    Was Bad-bear Smith trying to tell her that he loved her by making the heart shape?


    ine''s heart skipped a beat.


    But soon, she ordered herself not to be influenced by Bad-bear Smith.


    ''ine,e on. Haven''t you made up your mind to get over Bad-bear Smith?''


    ''Get over him!''


    ''Why are you here acting like a teenage girl!''


    "Eh? There''s the game of throwing sandbags! Let''s go."


    ine changed the topic.


    Emmett narrowed his eyes. He snorted inwardly. She actually avoided his confession.


    The rule of the sandbag game was that the yers would get a puppet if they hit ten targets in a row.


    ine cast ten sandbags and was sad to find that she had just hit three.


    She pouted andined, "It''s so annoying... I was sure I wouldn''t miss it."


    Emmett nced at her but did notment.


    Finally, ine gave in. She shook Emmett''s arm like a puppy wagging its tail.


    "Would you do it? You''ll make it..."


    Emmett coldly let out noise from his nose. "Why should I do it? I''ve made heart shape just now and


    someone ignored it."


    ine wanted to roll her eyes.


    ''So what if he''s super handsome? He''s simply a petty fellow!''


    "Alright, alright, I see. Heart shape, it''s very touching. Please, just once, would you, please?"


    Emmett wanted tough but he didn''t. He squatted down and pointed at his face with his slender finger.


    Cheeks bulged, ine narrowed her eyes.


    ''Huh! Jerk! I was just asking him to do the sandbag game, and he took that opportunity to take


    advantage of me!''


    ''Damn it!''


    ''Forget it. I''m not sinking to his level. To get the little puppet...''


    ...


    She gave in!


    ine took a quick nce around to see if someone was watching them before steeling herself to nt


    a kiss on Emmett''s face.


    Only then did Emmett curled his lips and let out a chuckle.


    "Watch, your husband is presenting you with a wonderful performance."


    He boasted and lifted his eyebrows flirtatiously at ine.


    ine curled her lips inwardly.


    What husband? He was so brazen!


    Emmett held a small basket in one hand and a sandbag in the other...


    Swoosh...


    Again, he moved swiftly...


    "Oh my!" The young stall owner cried out in surprise, his eyes widened. He was dumbfounded.


    An entire row of puppets on his counter fell!


    He counted and found that there were exactly ten!


    Amazing!


    This tall, mighty man with a baseball cap and sunsses was so unbelievable!


    Apuse broke out!


    A group of children was apuding Emmett.


    Smug, Emmett patted his hands and looked at ine proudly.


    "How is it, wife?"


    ''Nonsense! Who''s your wife!''


    ine yelled inwardly. She could not deny anything in front of so many people. So she curled her lips


    into a stiff smile,


    "You''re always this incredible!"


    ine red at the pping kids.


    Damn it, when did these kids pop out? Did they see her when she kissed Bad-bear Smith just now?


    As she had wished, ine held a little puppet in her arms and walked away triumphantly.


    Emmett stared at ine, who had been fiddling with the little puppet and giggling, and was touched


    suddenly.


    "Wow, a photo booth! There was a photo booth! Let''s head there?"


    ine subconsciously rushed over.


    There was a photo booth at the gate of ine''s school. She used to go with her female friends and


    take pictures. They made all sorts of funny faces andughed loudly.


    ine rushed to the machine and froze again.


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    What was she doing?


    She was inviting Bad-bear Smith to take pictures with her?


    Was she insane?


    Could she be any stupider?


    ine drew her shoes together, her head down as she muttered, "Forget it. We''re not taking pictures."


    Emmett frowned, "Why not?"


    ''Why? We''ve broken up. I''ve gotten over you. Why should we take pictures? What is that?''


    ine said in a low voice, "I just don''t want to do it anyway."


    Emmett was clever enough. He thought for a short while and understood the reason. He sneered and


    said,


    "ine, you want to stay away from me? If I don''t agree with that, we will be together! Come, take


    pictures with me. I want to do it!"