Xia Xiaonuan gritted her teeth and suddenly reached out, grabbing his shorts and twisting them hard.
"Ah...!" Situ Yan's face changed, and he cried out in pain.
This time, it's completely pulled out.
Situ Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Xia Xiaonuan, you're so ruthless!"
"Serves—you—right!" Xia Xiaonuan said disdainfully. Suddenly, she threw the bloody bandage onto his shoulder: "You play with it yourself!"
Having said that, she turned and left.
"Xia Xiaonuan, come back to me!" Situ Yan said angrily.
However, all that was left was the faint fragrance lingering on the girl's body.
Situ Yan lowered his head to look at his male pride, then glanced toward the door.
Meanwhile, the needle on the back of his hand began to roll.
He groaned in pain, enduring it as he reached out with his other hand to yank the needle out forcefully.
This woman, Xia Xiaonuan, is simply not a woman!
That woman from that night, was it really Xia Xiaonuan?
