Xing Rong looked at the man in the distance who had suddenly torn his shirt and was even about to tear his belt. He hurriedly reached out to cover the eyes of the spirit girl beside him.
"You can't look at this!"
Not far from the roadside, some passers-by were pointing at the burly man who was still tearing his belt after exposing his clothes.
"Tsk tsk tsk, why is this person like this!"
"In broad daylight~"
"Take a picture and post it on the forum later!"
"What forum are you posting?"
"Of course it's a forum! With his figure, it would be a pity if we don't!"
"That's right!"
Hearing the discussions behind him, Xing Rong wanted to reach out and cover the ghost girl's ears again.
Fortunately, the man seemed to have woken up just as he was about to take off his pants.
At this moment, he was hurriedly tying his belt again.
However, there was nothing he could do about the top.
