"What... does this mean?"
Lin Tian was stunned.
The voice coming from inside the doll... why does it sound so familiar?
This... isn't this Gan Yanyu's voice?
A recording?
And what about this "crossing the line," what does that imply....
Lin Tian was still in a brain overload.
"Smack—"
At this moment,
Gan Yanyu walked out of the kitchen, and the sago pudding in her hand spilled onto the floor.
The girl's eyes lost their sparkle.
"Mr. Gan... Gan?"
Lin Tian tentatively spoke.
The next second—
"Ahhhhh!!!!"
Gan Yanyu's face instantly turned red as a monkey's butt. She covered her face and dashed toward Lin Tian.
Lin Tian was startled, he jumped onto the sofa in fear, exclaiming:
"Little Gan, what are you doing?!"
"Give it back to me... give it back....!!"
At this moment, Gan Yanyu was completely in a dizzy state, her head seemed to spin around, and she desperately tried to snatch the doll from Lin Tian's hand.