In Li Xiaobao's room, Situ Yu looked at Li Xiaobao's nonchalant expression and couldn't help but get infuriated!
The fact that the gun she confiscated went missing was one thing, but it was something else entirely to have been left behind in the middle of the night. She saved this rascal, and yet he had no conscience at all!
"Hand over the gun!" Situ Yu succinctly extended her hand toward Li Xiaobao.
Li Xiaobao stared at her jade-like hand and shook his head, clicking his tongue. "Your hand is too small to hold it!"
"It's none of your business, hand it over!" Situ Yu was furious and insisted on taking the gun back!
"This is a big one! It has not just one barrel, but two shells—it's really not easy to handle!" Li Xiaobao looked troubled.
"You! Shameless!" Situ Yu's face flushed red, partly from anger and partly from embarrassment. This rascal was utterly shameless!
"Are you going to hand it over or not?" Situ Yu gritted her teeth, her face still flushed.
