By the time Yin Qianyue realized something was amiss, it was already too late.
Su Fan's movements were too quick, the golf ball had already entered the hole.
"What are you doing!" Yin Qianyue opened her mouth in a bit of annoyance.
The sudden hard, unusual sensation, while giving her a whole new experience, still left her somewhat frightened.
This isn't Doraemon's magic pocket, where anything can be put inside.
Yet at this moment, Su Fan picked up an unripe plum.
This time Yin Qianyue dared not be careless; she immediately tightened her legs, guarding the gate.
She had no idea how to remove what was already in, now there was no way she would let Su Fan continue his reckless actions.
As a result, Su Fan first reached out and heavily slapped her chest, making her let out a sharp scream.
Then, lightning-fast, he struck again, sending another ball into the hole.
At this point, Yin Qianyue was genuinely a bit scared and her eyes carried a pitiable look as she gazed at Su Fan.
