"You poor bastard, if you want to smoke, I can give you one!" Gao Peng got back up from the ground, staring grimly at Yun Hao!
"I am indeed very poor, so what I hate most in life is waste!" Yun Hao's lips curled into an amused smile. Just as everyone was pondering the meaning behind his words, one of his hands pinched Gao Peng's jaw and the other shoved the cigar into Gao Peng's mouth!
"Ah..."
The cigar was still lit, how could Gao Peng withstand such pain? He screamed desperately, but as soon as he made a sound, Yun Hao forcefully shut his mouth!
"Why are you screaming like a ghost? Since you love pretending, then go and pretend for real!" Yun Hao wore a faint smile on his face, as if he were discussing something trivial!
In an instant, the veins on Gao Peng's forehead bulged, and the expression on his face became extremely ferocious!
