Drip-drip!
Drip-drip!
On the floor, a series of water droplets soon began to sound as they hit the ground.
The noise wasn't loud, but it was clear enough to be heard distinctly.
Cheng Xinxue dared not lift her head, her face flushed red with shame.
Yet, she couldn't suppress this strange sensation.
Because as soon as her injured buttocks touched the chair, it would pull at the wound.
Then a stabbing pain would hit her, followed by a tingling comfort that made it truly unbearable.
Those clear, sparkling liquids streamed down her smooth thighs until they fell to the floor.
"What's happening to me?"
Cheng Xinxue inwardly cursed, unable to discern what was wrong with her.
Her mind was in such disarray that she didn't even feel like doing the problems anymore.
She could have walked out right then, and she believed Chen Bin wouldn't have said anything.