"Ah!!"
Bingbing's scream pierced the air instantly.
Something wet covered the hand on Bingbing's shoulder, gently caressing it, while Bingbing trembled violently, too scared to even think about running out or standing up. Coupled with urgent need to pee, Bingbing ended up losing control.
The toilet flushed noisily and continuously.
"I died a terrible death!"
The owner of the hand on Bingbing's shoulder said in a trembling voice.
"Ahhhhh!"
Bingbing screamed once again.
On a night filled with such excitement.
Bingbing didn't know how many times she'd screamed her throat dry; anyway, with the door locked, no one could hear her even if she screamed her lungs out.
Song Yun was leisurely sitting inside the control room, while outside, the noise was gradually rising.
Song Yun checked his phone; about ten minutes had passed, and he estimated that Xiao Hui and Big Head should have done what they were supposed to do.
