"Bro, why are you here? I can't wait any longer!"
This sentence, of course, came from Ma Xiaotong's mouth.
The voice Guo Hao heard was completely cold, devoid of any emotion.
Yet when the same voice reached Zhang Feng's ears,
it was full of resentment!
Almost instantly, Zhang Feng's expression turned awkward.
What do you mean you can't wait any longer?
"Ahem..."
Zhang Feng cleared his throat and said:
"I, um... wasn't I just looking for... hey, don't be in such a hurry!"
But Zhang Feng hadn't even finished talking,
when Ma Xiaotong quickly ran to Zhang Feng's side, grabbed his arm, and started pulling him outside.
"No, you... wait a minute..."
"Come on, can you be a bit more rational?!"
"It won't take long, right..."
Zhang Feng's voice grew fainter and fainter.
A bewildered Guo Hao sat on the bed with an equally baffled expression, holding a confused handgun, completely clueless about what was happening.
