Instinctively, Jin Zelin suddenly hugged his chest with both hands, but then he immediately felt that this gesture was too feminine!
While he was struggling with it, Qin Song's cold voice came through.
"You're lying on my clothes!"
Jin Zelin was instantly dumbfounded.
What clothes?
At this moment, Qin Song reached behind his head with his right hand and yanked a little.
But when he saw what was in Qin Song's hand, his eyes widened instantly.
Damn… it's a pair of black pants!
Just now, when he fell, he had actually landed right on his senior brother's pants!
Suddenly, Jin Zelin's face showed a look of sorrow and indignation.
Please, senior brother, can't you keep your clothes a bit more organized?
Though we're all men, doesn't this make it awkward?
Yet, a faint despondency rose inside him…
Qin Song got up with a stern face, holding his pants and another pair of trousers heading towards the bathroom, stopping at the bathroom door, he said without turning his head:
