Huo Feng didn't know how he had made it from the academic building back to his dorm.
All throughout the process, he could hear the incessant chatter of his ten sons around his ears, nonstop...
Then, by the time he regained consciousness, he was already in the dorm.
Of course, Huo Feng hadn't passed out.
He had just fallen into a state where he was out of his mind.
Huo Feng might have walked back on his own, but he had no memory of the journey whatsoever.
By the time he came to, he was already in the dorm, his ten sons had taken over, surrounding him, filling up the other three beds including his own.
"Ah——"
Huo Feng, holding onto Pan Bo's round barrel waist, let out a very painful wail, "Fatty... I'm dead... There's no saving me this time... Ah——"
Huo Feng's hands tightly clutched at Pan Bo's school uniform, burying his face, with its deeply etched features, into Pan Bo's large belly.
He might not have really cried, but it was hard to save him...
