Several women passing by couldn't help but giggle, and quite a few raised their phones to snap pictures...
Ye Hao heard the clicking sound of cameras and quickly dodged out of the frame.
Murong Xue behaved as if she had never been on camera before, occasionally flashing a smile at those taking pictures.
Ye Hao couldn't take it anymore, this girl must be crazy, absolutely, she needs treatment...
"Murong Xue, let me be honest with you! That's not a real gun, it's a man's flesh gun. You should know, a flesh gun isn't for killing, it's for pleasure. And of course, that pleasure is meant for women like you, so could you just let go? I'm really in pain here..." Ye Hao seriously explained.
"What? What real or not, flesh or not." Murong Xue was as pure as a piece of paper; Ye Hao had explained to this extent, but she still didn't know what he was talking about.
