"Ah ah ah, Grandpa Dragon King, please have mercy on us, stop the rain!"
The heavy rain poured relentlessly, and no matter where they moved, it felt damp underneath.
Zhao Sixuan shouted loudly while clutching the tent entrance.
Chen Boyu looked up at the sky speechlessly.
However, there was no sky, only the dark top of the tent.
Feeling the generation gap with these girls born after 2000 was indeed deep, Chen Boyu became bored and zoned out.
He didn't even know when he fell asleep, only that in the dreams, there were 5,000 ducks quacking in his ears, and he chopped them all with his knife.
Yan Luxiao and Jian Yifan were playing cards.
"Yifan, you're simply amazing!"
Yan Luxiao laughed while playing a card, "Why didn't you bring out the deck of cards when you slept so early a few nights ago? You left me counting sheep."
"I was just feeling shy..."
