"Yes, unlucky! You bad woman!" Tian'ao cursed angrily.
"Why do you keep calling me a bad woman! What heinous thing have I done!"
"You stole my heart! Tell me, aren't you bad!" Tian'ao pinched her nose, still savoring her confession—she said she loved him!
Loved him, Tian'ao! Not Shaoheng!!
A small shell flew toward them, aiming to land at their feet.
Tian'ao, holding Xia Zhisu, spun around, and with one hand, raised his gun and pulled the trigger.
He hit the midair shell.
With a "boom," there was a loud explosion.
The dark night sky was ignited by the cannon fire, and sparks fell like fireworks from the sky.
"Is it pretty?" Tian'ao didn't even look; he just stared at Xia Zhisu and asked.
Xia Zhisu did see the scene of the cannon fire exploding midair.
Xia Zhisu said, "It's pretty, just a bit terrifying!"
Tian'ao chuckled softly, pinching her waist, "Let's go! Let's go home!"
He didn't care about the enemies behind them anymore!
