"If I can't do it, then I'm not Gu Ji!"
Even though he knew she was using reverse psychology, Gu Ji took it seriously and straightened up immediately: "Bring it on! Who's afraid of who!"
"Alright! Give me your hand!"
Chen Zhiyu didn't hold back, grabbed Gu Ji's hand, interlocking their fingers, "The other one!"
Once both of their hands were firmly clasped together, she stepped back half a step, bending her hips and lowering herself into a goat stance, seriously saying:
"These two tiles are the boundary, whoever steps out loses!"
"Huh? This is what you meant by trying it out?"
Gu Ji was slightly taken aback.
Chen Zhiyu pouted her little mouth, her face full of competitiveness.
"Otherwise? You're not scared, are you?"
"Hahaha, you little girl..."
Gu Ji was amused by her serious demeanor, but then gritted his teeth seriously: "Me, afraid of you?"
"Then let's start! Countdown three, ready... go!"
