As soon as Ye Fan and Zhang Lu arrived at the Zhang Family's mansion, they were surrounded by three half-grown kids.
"Don't move." The three kids, two girls and a boy, pointed toy guns at Ye Fan.
Of course, they weren't real guns, but just toy guns.
"It's a stickup, move and we'll shoot you." The tallest boy, Mingming, said with a big grin.
"Be careful, if you move, I'll shoot through your butt." Xuanxuan, the middle-sized one, giggled.
The youngest, Yaya, held a gun in one hand and placed the other on her hip, saying with innocence, "This mountain is mine, these trees I planted, if you want to pass, leave a gift."
Ye Fan had learned about Zhang Lu's relatives, these three kids were Zhang Lu's brother's children, nicknamed Mingming, Xuanxuan, and Yaya.
Since he was pretending to be Zhang Lu's boyfriend, he naturally had to play along. Ye Fan raised his hands in mock surrender, smiling wryly, "Is this okay?"
