"Oh oh, one last thing, the most important thing, almost forgot to tell you."
Ming Mei's gaze wickedly swept over Qi Jiu, scaring him into a bit of a shiver, "You, you, you... what else do you want to do?"
Ming Mei pointed at him and said, "A piece of advice, don't be like those repressed guys, wearing such flashy and tight shorts, it's really not good for your health!"
With that, Ming Mei waved him goodbye and leapt out.
Qi Jiu covered his lower part with one hand, "I... damn..."
Qi Jiu looked at the window, looked at the bullets on the floor, damn it, going crazy, ah ah ah... this woman, she she she... so shameless.
Qi Jiu's teeth gnashed audibly, he felt like crying without tears, who did I provoke?
He bit his lip and sneakily glanced at his flashy shorts, definitely look good, okay.
Qi Jiu wrapped himself in the blanket and stood up, the gun that Ming Mei had stuffed inside him earlier slipped out and hit her foot.
