"How's it going, kiddos? Tell me how you feel." After carefully watching for a while, Adrian moved to the side of the television and said to the group of little imps in front of him.
Unexpectedly, Little Emma, who was sitting in the front, waved her hand without any courtesy, not even glancing at him, her eyes firmly fixed on the screen, her tone impatient: "Move away, you're blocking us!"
Damn brats. Adrian couldn't help but roll his eyes noticeably, then he stepped back from the television a few steps and looked at Small Emma beside Little Emma: "What about you, Emma?"
Although he called out "Emma" loud and clear, unfortunately, Little Emma didn't even blink her eyes; Small Emma, who was about to say something, glanced at her then sneakily stuck out her tongue before solemnly answering: "I want to watch TV right now."
