Yi Nan suddenly blurted out, "I'm not a fringe person."
"Sure, sure, you're a Medium, a professional God-jumper. Alright. On and on~" Xiaobai rolled her eyes at him, making a face...a real ghost face. In just two seconds, the images of all the popular horror figures in the past two years, plus even more creepy, terrifying monsters played out on her face. Other than a few exceptions, only the man in a suit who had the foresight to close his eyes in time was spared this visual assault, although he seemed to be shivering quite a lot.
Yi Nan sighed, "Go ahead..."
Gu Yan Yue, whose head he was pushing down to squat on the ground, was trying hard to bounce up and exclaimed, "Wow! Xiaobai is so cute and creative!"
"Honestly, I think your wife is less mature than my daughter," a woman dressed in a white coat, who was clearly an elite, smiled at Yi Nan, then gently tickled Gu Yan Yue's chin.
