"Ding-a-ling-a-ling..."
When the phone rang, Lin Fan groggily opened his eyes.
That's when he found that Zhu Zhixuan and Bai Xue were tightly pressing against him with their jade backs.
And his hands were reaching down from their necks, grabbing those differently sized yet exceptionally soft and full bosoms, while both women's hands were simultaneously holding the awakened Iron Pestle; perhaps because of last night's passionate battle, even though it was a bit noisy, they didn't open their eyes.
Twitching his arms, Lin Fan turned to pick up the mobile phone on the bedside table, while Bai Xue turned over, nestling into his embrace. Her smooth body was tightly pressed against his chest, and her slender, boneless hand gripped the Iron Pestle resting against her belly.
"This is like fish biting before I even start fishing!"
