"Mommy just kept screaming up there. My eardrum is going to be damaged." Cold words Mo pretended to rub his little ears.

Shen Qingqing bit half of his lip shyly and couldn't refute him. After all, his appearance just now was really embarrassing.

Leng Shaoheng rubbed Mo Mo's head and looked up at her with a rare tenderness in his eyes.

"Momo, your mommy is not well enough to play these fierce rides. Look, there are shooting games over there. Will dad accompany you to play?" His tone is gentle, very patient to the cold words said.

"Good!" Mo just caught a glimpse of the shooting booth at the corner and ran to it.

There are three toy guns on the booth. Two meters away is a row of small balloons. The owner of the booth is playing mobile games. When he sees someone patronizing, he immediately stands up and says with a smile, "children, do you want to play with two guns? Boys like it. "

Leng Shaoheng and Shen Qingqing followed and asked, "how do you play?"

"Twenty yuan a time, a total of 15 bullets, here are 15 balloons, all hit can take away the plush teddy bear." The stall owner pointed to the tall brown bear behind him.

15 bullets hitting 15 balloons is equivalent to 100 hits. It is not only difficult for children, but also for adults.

Leng Shaoheng asked him, "do you want to play?"

Cold words Mo looked at that to stay to adore of embrace bear to make an effort to nod.

He picked up a gun and put it on his small shoulder. He squinted and aimed at the balloon in front of him.

"Bang..."

With the bullets flying out, the first balloon burst open, scattering a lot of colored paper.

The owner of the stall said with a smile, "ouch, this little guy seems to have played, and his technique is very skillful!"

The second balloon exploded in the air.

Shen Qingqing also exclaimed, "Wow, I didn't expect that Mo Mo is still a master of hiding!"

"Every winter and summer, I take Mo Mo to his uncle's winery. Mo Mo likes it very much because there is a big racecourse and a shooting room. Mo Mo started to touch the gun when he was four years old. He can use more guns than you know. " Leng Shaoheng whispered in her ear.

She glanced at him and said with a smile, "is that unfair to the owner of this stall? It's only 20 yuan to let Mo Mo take away such a big teddy bear."

"How can it be? The guns on this kind of stall are not allowed. The gun path has been reformed. You have aimed at it, but you will definitely hit it askew." Leng Shaoheng casually looking at lengyanmo shooting, hands tied behind her slowly explained.

While they were talking, Mo sneered that he had already shot the fourteenth time. He turned to Shen Qingqing with a smile. His eyes were as bright as stars. "Mommy, I'll give it to you when Mo Mo gets the cuddling bear!"

Shen Qingqing looked at his handsome little face with a gun and chuckled, "OK, come on, Mo Mo!"

Now it's noon, the sun is hanging over my head, cold words and ink concentrate on aiming, sweat from the cheek slide also don't know.

This is the last shot, even Shen Qingqing pinched a sweat for him, staring at him.

After the finger pulled the trigger, there was no sound of the balloon breaking, and the bullet passed by the left side of the balloon.

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