The moment he pulled out, Sun Bingrou felt a different sensation stimulating her insides, causing her to tremble incessantly.
"Oh my, I can't take it, I can't take it, I need to pee."
Unfortunately, the bathroom was outside, and Sun Bingrou frantically tried to grab her clothes, but at that moment, Zhang Yang brought over a trash can.
"Teacher, why don't you just take care of it here?" Zhang Yang said with a sly smile.
"How could that be okay? No, it's too perverted," Sun Bingrou protested vehemently.
"What's there to be afraid of, teacher? Sometimes when examining some patients, they can't help but pee or lose control, isn't it all just directly into the trash can? Don't worry, I'll clean up afterward."
Sun Bingrou shook her head quickly, "No, no, I need to go to the restroom, give me my clothes back, I can't hold it any longer."
"No, take care of it right here, I want to have another round with you, teacher," he said.
