Lu Went Crazy

Jing Yiran entered home with the prize. But the moment he entered his room, he felt a pistol aimed against his temple.

"Give me the stuff!"

A ghost-like silhouette was standing behind Jing Yiran, and then the scent of candy entered his nose.

He did not move, but showed a sinister smile on his face. "Lu, you have woken up! I am so sorry that I drugged you with a heavy dose. I was worried that a small quantity may not work in your case. Does your head hurt? Go and drink some water! It is not nice of you to play with guns all the time. Put the gun down and let's have a nice talk."

Lu kept the gun pointed against Jing Yiran's temple and didn't move an inch as she said coldly, "How dare you use me! You have reached the end of your life."

Her baby-voice sounded tender and sweet. But she was speaking in such a lethal tone that Jing Yiran felt nervous.

She was so slender, looking tiny against Jing Yiran who was tall and strong.