After all, worry clouded judgment. Hearing that Chen Shi'an had actually been struck by lightning sent all three girls into a panic.
Fortunately, seeing that Stinking Taoist could still sing and jump around, looking completely fine, they gradually calmed down.
"No! Come into the bedroom and let me check you!"
Wen Zhixia dragged Chen Shi'an into his room and immediately reached out to feel him all over. Seeing this, Sister Wanyin and the Class Monitor crowded over to feel him too.
They felt his hands, then his waist, then his legs. Finally, all their little hands landed on his smooth head, rubbing it like a pair of walnuts being polished in someone's palm.
"...Hey, hey! What are you doing?"
Chen Shi'an was speechless. Luckily, he'd had the foresight to prepare. If he'd been wearing conjured clothes, wouldn't they have had their perverted way with him?
Only now did the three girls finally have the leisure to look over the changes he had undergone lately.
Stinking Taoist's bearing seemed different yet again, but they couldn't quite put their finger on how. They just felt that he had become even better-looking, with an unprecedented air of clarity and cleanliness about him.
They didn't know whether it was because he'd been struck by lightning, but despite running around everywhere lately, his skin actually looked fairer than before.
Li Wanyin took his hand and examined it. Fortunately, there weren't any external injuries, but even the fine hairs on his arms had been burned away...
Wen Zhixia was bolder. She pulled up the hem of Chen Shi'an's shirt to inspect his body underneath.
Lin Meng Qiu's eyes widened. Sure enough, there was no perverted thing this Shrimp-Head Cicada wouldn't do!
Since Shrimp-Head Cicada had already stripped Stinking Taoist anyway, she reluctantly widened her eyes and