He had already broken a sweat, just from showering her. The sticky and moist feeling on his skin made him feel exceptionally uncomfortable.
He grabbed a bathrobe from the closet and entered the bathroom to take a bath. By the time he was out, his face had grown extremely sullen!
A sour and rancid stench filled the air and a pool of vomit was attacking his visual senses at this moment.
The culprit was laying by the side and hanging unsteadily by the bed.
"Luo! An! Ning!" he clipped in exasperation.
Rong Yan stepped forth to pick her up angrily before slapping her perky bottoms again. Luo Anning sobered up quite a bit after throwing up. She raised her head pitifully and stared at Rong Yan who was infuriated. "It hurts… "
How is she going to learn her lesson if there's no pain?
Rong Yan questioned with a sullen expression, "Do you remember what you should do now?"
