"Yichen, is our eldest brother all right?" Seeing Yang Weifeng's miserable state, Fang Enmeng tightened her grip on Li Yichen's arm and asked anxiously.
"Nothing serious. Don't worry, they're all superficial injuries." Li Yichen patted her little hand reassuringly. "It's just that all his hair's been burned off. It'll probably take a while to grow back."
Sure enough, the moment Li Yichen finished speaking, Yang Weifeng's eyes snapped open.
Then, as Zhang Yong and the others stared in astonishment, he sprang out of Sun Kai's arms, turned his back to them, and pulled open his waistband to look down.
A moment later, he turned back to Li Yichen and the others with a mournful expression. "Gone. It's all gone?"
"What's gone?" Li Yichen asked, puzzled.
"All my pubes got burned off," Yang Weifeng said miserably. "How am I supposed to face anyone now?"
"Uh..." Li Yichen and the others were utterly speechless.
Fang Enmeng's face flushed bright red, and she ducked behind Li Yichen.
Resisting the urge to smack him unconscious, Li Yichen said irritably, "Bro, can't you see there's a girl here?"
"Oh... I didn't notice. Sorry." For once, Yang Weifeng blushed, though his soot-blackened face hid it.
It was hardly surprising. Guys' dorms were all the same. They were so used to joking around in their room that things like this just slipped right out.
Just then, Luo Qingyao realized she was being ignored, and her witchy temper flared again.
Pointing at Li Yichen, she snapped, "Are you the backup they called in?"
"You are..." Only then did Li Yichen turn his attention to Luo Qingyao. His heart stirred, and his eyes fixed on her face. Why does she look so much like Ling'er? Even her height and figure are so similar...
Unlike Yang Weifeng and the others,