Lu Yan's eyes were deep: "Go back to your room."
This tone seemed to be suppressing something fiercely, but was also exceptionally cold.
The whole person sounded menacing.
Song Nuan's gaze slowly dropped, her cute almond eyes blinked. Gaining her courage, she licked her lips and spoke in a soft, gooey voice: "But... don't you need help now?"
She had little knowledge about these things, but she understood the essentials.
"People online say that at your age, still being a virgin, it's often problematic if it's like this."
Song Nuan frowned, looking at Lu Yan silently.
She moved forward on her own, and the girl's fresh scent rushed over, causing Lu Yan to back away in fright.
The effect of the drug wasn't mild, but it was indeed strong, becoming harder to bear over time.
At first, it was nothing, but the girl kept approaching.
Blood flowed downward, concentrating in a particular area.
