Outside the house, Liu Moxue and Jiang Yutong both held cups of coffee in their hands, looking at Su Yi's bedroom door with trepidation.
"Yutong sister, how many times has it rung?"
"Seems like twelve times already."
Jiang Yutong said with a strange expression.
"With such a commotion, could that guy have been blown to death?"
Liu Moxue couldn't help but blurt out.
As soon as the words left her lips, the door creaked open.
"My God!"
The two women dropped their coffees and screamed as they ran off.
"Do you really have to…"
Seeing this, Su Yi felt somewhat helpless.
Hearing his voice, the women turned around and stared at him in astonishment.
"We thought you had become a zombie or something; go look at yourself in the mirror."
Liu Moxue rolled her eyes.
Su Yi went to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, and he was shocked as well.
His face and body were charred black; he could be a meme, no wonder their reactions were so intense.
