Qi Mo took the gun from Jian Qi and glanced at the fruits on the plate. They were all apples and pears.
How smart!
"Put one on your head and stand at the door!" Qi Mo said.
Jian Qi knew it!
Holding the fruit platter, Jian Qi walked toward the door and put down the fruit platter. Then, she picked up the biggest apple and put it on her head. She smiled obsequiously. "Brother, how's your shooting? If you can't do it, I'll go get a watermelon."
"I like challenges!" Qi Mo said. "I haven't practiced for a while. I might be a little rusty. If I accidentally hurt you or beat you to death, it'll be your life!"
Jian Qi was speechless.
Damn it!
If you dare to hurt me, I'll kill you first!
"Brother, take it easy!" Jian Qi chuckled and closed her eyes.
Qi Mo looked at her calmly. Then, he raised his gun and aimed it at the apple on Jian Qi's head.
