Qin Yu let out a startled scream, then pretended to panic and jumped out of bed. In the process, he carelessly kicked the side of the bed.
Squeak squeak...
The friction between the four bedposts and the floor made a cringe-worthy sound as the bed was kicked two meters away!
Our Qu Xiang faced tragedy once again, being dragged over two meters while maintaining a split!
With a ripping sound, the hole in his pants grew even larger.
Qu Xiang's face turned pale from pain, large beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and he couldn't even speak.
He was a model, not a dancer.
Doing splits was a big deal for him.
Not to mention being dragged over two meters while doing one.
Qin Yu struggled to hold back his laughter, feigning concern as he said, "Brother, how could you be so careless? But I must admit, that pose of yours is quite enchanting."
