Sitting on the edge of the bed, Luo Yang was only worried about one thing.
You must know, the clothes he was wearing were not unbreakable.
As long as Shuiyue and Jinghua pulled with all their strength, Luo Yang's shirt and pants would rip.
Currently, Luo Yang could still defend against the attacks of these two beauties, entirely relying on a set of clothes.
Once only the innermost, smallest garment was left, Luo Yang wasn't sure if he could hold back the flame in his heart.
At this moment, Shuiyue and Jinghua only had two things to do.
One was to push Luo Yang down on the bed.
The second was to strip Luo Yang's clothes.
These two things, no matter which is done first, are acceptable.
They were fighting hard for their survival's sake.
However, any beauty in their place would probably be just as anxious.
Luo Yang could understand Shuiyue and Jinghua's feelings, but their eagerness made him both amused and helpless.
