Although the drug had not yet taken effect, Zhu Dachang could not resist upon seeing Mu Anran's charming appearance, "Alright, alright!"
As soon as he spoke, everyone instantly quieted down.
Zhu Dachang walked over to Mu Anran, grabbed her shoulders, and leaned his head in, desperately sniffing at her neck, "We've greeted, we've drunk, isn't it about time we do something enjoyable..."
As he spoke, his wandering hands started to grope Mu Anran's thigh.
Mu Anran was already a bit dizzy from drinking, and as soon as Zhu Dachang's hand touched her thigh, she couldn't suppress the churning in her stomach and vomited all over him.
"Ah!" Hebe screamed.
Zhu Dachang, looking at the filth on himself, instantly flew into a rage.
He slapped Mu Anran across the face and cursed furiously, "Damn it, you bitch, daring to vomit on me, you're seeking death!"
The others, witnessing this scene, instantly fell silent.
