In the distance, after Yan'er stood up, she had already sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly chased after Xiangxiang to check on her condition.
However, she saw Xiangxiang, who held her chest and wiped away her sweat, stagger over weakly.
"Uh..."
"You, you guys..."
Yan'er looked to the left and right, but she did not see the virtual image. After a long time, she finally said, "It's over?"
"What do you mean by 'it's over?' Xiangxiang rolled her eyes.
"It usually takes, at least..." Yan'er gestured wildly. Finally, she mumbled, "It would take at least fifteen minutes, right?"
Xiangxiang was stunned for a moment before she finally reacted. She snapped, "What were you thinking about? Your mind is filled with filth. The virtual image can't make any moves!"
"Ah?" Yan'er was even more shocked when she heard that. She held her head and looked at the extremely weak Xiangxiang. Her brain seemed to be on fire.