Jiaojiao huffed and took a big bite of her potato chips, just as she overheard the conversation beside her:
Yin You: "How do you feel? Comfortable?"
Qin Yu: "Yeah, pretty comfortable."
Yin You: "I didn't dare to use too much force - does it hurt?"
Qin Yu: "No, it doesn't."
Am I still just a child? Is it appropriate for them to talk like this? Jiaojiao was dumbfounded.
Just then - Bang!
There was a loud bang that startled them, and the noise came from the glass of the front window. Something had just hit it.
It was not an illusion.
Blood and flesh splayed across the surface of the window, accompanied by some hair. Among the bloody mess, there was something embedded in the flesh.
"What the hell is this? An eyeball?" Jiaojiao leaned in for a closer look, then quickly jumped into Qin Yu's arms.
It was an eyeball, but not human because it was small.
