"Haha!"
Seeing Li Xiaoxiao's utterly embarrassed state, the crowd burst into schadenfreude laughter.
And the men whispered their appraisals softly,
their eyes glinting with a strange light.
The women also looked on with disdain.
No one had expected that this beauty blogger with a million followers would have foundation caked on her face so frightfully.
And her body was as withered as tree bark.
Almost naked, Li Xiaoxiao wished she could bash her head in from shame, unable to accept the scene before her.
"Don't hit me, I was wrong!"
"Please, can you just spare me?"
Song Bingyun's face reddened with embarrassment, yet she found it somewhat amusing.
When she saw Yang Hua about to remove the last shred of Li Xiaoxiao's modesty, she couldn't help but interject, "Teacher Yang, let it be. Let her go."
"Pah!"
"Slut! Be more careful from now on," Yang Hua spat before finally getting off Li Xiaoxiao's body.
Clutching at her private parts, Li Xiaoxiao left in a disgraceful state.
