You know, in the middle of the night, Zhao Yang was feeling hot and took off all his clothes, and now he was only wearing his underwear. If it weren't for Xiaoyue reminding him, the moment he flipped the covers, he would have totally flashed everyone...
After putting on his clothes and pants, Zhao Yang got out of bed, looked himself over, and laughed, "Hey, it actually fits quite well."
"Are you dressed now?" Yingtao asked without turning around.
"I'm dressed," Zhao Yang said.
As the four girls turned around, however, they immediately caught Zhao Yang zipping up his fly, and they all let out a shriek!
"What's with you guys, getting all shocked?" Zhao Yang nonchalantly zipped up and said.
"Bro, you're being a hooligan!" Yingtao said, puffing up with irritation.
"Oh, come on, we don't hide from each other when getting dressed at home. You've only been in college for a few days, and you're already all posh," Zhao Yang said indifferently.
