บท 582: Little Girl, You Have to Grow Up

Half an hour later.

An'an was kneeling in front of the toilet bowl in the washroom and vomiting incessantly.

But she had not eaten anything and all that she vomited was stomach acid. She felt so terrible that she cried.

At this moment, the door to the washroom opened, and a tall and muscular figure entered.

Lu Yan.

It was boisterous and chaotic outside as the men were still reveling in the exciting show earlier on. Although Lu Yan's back had faced them, and his muscular body blocked their view of An'an, everyone knew exactly what he was doing.

The door to the washroom closed, cutting off the pandemonium outside.

Lu Yan indolently leaned against the door. His hands were stuck in his trousers pockets and he was looking at her.

Three buttons on the man's black shirt were undone, exhibiting a large area of his muscular chest. His handsome, cold features revealed a tinge of despondence and recklessness.