Chapter 6701 (Six Thousand Seven Hundred and One) Teasing
"Let me repeat." The brown-handed man said, "After I said, 'As if I would casually say black is white,' you said that. You actually followed my words. Yes, you are not refuting me."
The gray-handed man smiled and said, "I did follow what you said."
The man with brown hands said: "So, there's nothing you shouldn't say."
The Gray Hand laughed.
"What's the matter?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Well, you have a point." The gray-handed man said.
"It makes sense, right? Why are you laughing so loudly?" asked the man with brown hands.
The gray-hand man said: "Why can't I laugh when you make sense?"
"You smile like a child who got the desired effect by playing tricks on others." The brown-handed man laughed.
The man with gray hands said: "It looks like it."
"It's more than a resemblance, isn't it?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Oh?" The gray-handed man asked with a smile, "What do you mean by this?"
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "That's right."
"What is it?" the gray-handed man said deliberately, "Is it a child? I am not a child."
The man with brown hands said: "I said you were making a fool of me."
The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Haha, I was just joking with you."
The man with brown hands said, "I know. That's why I asked you, 'What's wrong?'"
"But the tone of your question seems a bit serious." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
"I'll cooperate with you," the brown-handed man said. "If I don't appear so serious, won't it immediately destroy the effect of your teasing people?"
The man with gray hands smiled at the man with brown hands and said, "That's right, but you are so cooperative."
"Why don't you look a little different?" said the brown-hand man, "I know you haven't noticed it at all, right?"
The man with gray hands smiled at the man with brown hands and said, "You have already said it yourself. How can I still not see it?" The man with brown hands smiled and said, "When did I say it? What did I say?"
The Gray-Hand Man said: "The tone in which you ask me this now reminds me of the actions of children I have seen."
"What action?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Stick out your tongue." The gray-handed man said.
"Why did you think of this?" asked the man with brown hands.
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "I seem to have seen children sticking out their tongues and saying naughtily, 'When did I...'?"
The man with brown hands said, "I can imagine the image you have in mind."
"Because it looks like you, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"How come you look like me?" The brown-hand man asked, "Where did you see that naughty child?"
The gray-handed man was silent for a moment and said, "I can't remember it either."
"Why don't you keep laughing?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Is that kid actually you?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Do you remember the scene before the transformation?" the brown-handed man asked seriously.
"I don't know either. I can't see clearly." The gray-handed man said.
"Are you having deep feelings again?" asked the brown-hand man.
"What happened just now is not impossible." The gray-handed man said.
"Don't you know if what you just had was a deep feeling?" the man with brown hands asked.
"That feeling passed too quickly." The gray-hand man said, "It just passed by in a flash."
"Do you want to experience it for a while longer?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Of course, but how does it come back?" the gray-hand man said, "Or, how do I make it come back?"
(End of chapter)