The girls around him chirped incessantly, a noise that grated heavily on Zhan Moxiao's ears.
As he looked at the group dressed in all sorts of pajamas, whether innocent, sexy, unrestrained, or shy, he felt his stomach turn.
Those girls continued to chirp nonstop, and some even boldly came forward to tug at his clothes.
Master Xiao could bear it no longer, and with clenched teeth, he roared out, "Scram!"
In an instant, silence fell upon the corridor.
All the women stared with fearful eyes at the man before them, who now resembled an agitated wild panther in his anger — the alien "brother" had a bad temper!
In that quiet, the supremely handsome alien "brother" suddenly kicked a hot water bottle beside him flying with a kick, and with a "bang," it smashed against the wall, scattering glass shards all over the place.
"Ah!" Terrified, the girls scattered in all directions like startled birds and beasts.
Within two seconds, the hallway had cleared out completely.
