Your T-shirt
"Ouch…" Sun Jingwei wheezes, falling on the floor in a crumpled heap. "Xue Ning! What's that for!"
"For being a pervert!" Xue Ning yells as she hurriedly wraps herself back in the towel, her body boiling red from embarrassment, just like a cooked lobster. She had grabbed him on instinct to prevent him from cracking his head on the floor, but she didn't realise he was half-naked until he ended up in her arms.
And of course, he pulled away her towel, and ended up leering at her breasts. Thankfully she had the foresight to put on one of the sexy bras. If not, he would have seen everything, and Xue Ning would then be arrested for murdering the youngest Sun family member in his own room.
"It was an accident!" Jingwei whines pathetically on the floor. "I think you cut off the Sun family bloodline…"
"Your brother is still here, and your father isn't that old. I'm sure they'll manage!"