As Xiaoyun tried to get a grip to tear the latex apart, there was no room to even start. The latex almost felt like it had been hot-glued to Houqin's skin.
"Give me a second..."
After pinching at the latex for a whole minute, he finally got a small pinch with his finger. But once again it wasn't big enough for him to use his full strength.
"Fuck it, let me just cut it."
A thought suddenly popped up into Xiaoyun's head. Finding it to be the perfect time, he decided to try it out.
A pair of scissors didn't appear in his hand. Rather, a very small, sharp metal edge appeared right on his fingertip.
Slowly, he placed the sharp edge down onto the latex, dragging it down along the small pitch of latex next to the zipper.
"Don't move."
All three of them could hear the zizizi sound as the sharp metal edge cut through the latex like butter.
Soon, the latex suit was cut in half from behind, revealing Houqin's back.
"Xiaoyun..."
"I-I'm fine. Ahem, just give me a second."
