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The person outside was silent for a moment. His voice was much lower than before, "Gao Yang, since you've agreed, there's no way to go back on your words. I'm telling you, you can't afford to offend these people.

Gao Yang clenched his teeth, his clean white face turning resolute. He suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "I know what to do!"

"It's good that you know."

The person outside the door said and then left. Gao Yang stood where he was and felt that he had nowhere to vent his anger on, he clenched his fists so hard that his nails almost pierced his palms. Suddenly, Pang Xia, who was being supported by the door, moved slightly as if his stomach was a little uncomfortable.

It had clearly only been a few minutes, yet Gao Yang felt like a few hours had passed. In the end, he looked at Pang Xia and gently moved his lips: "Pang Xia … Sorry... "But in your direction, if that person discovers that someone is wrong, they probably won't do anything to you …"

Gao Yang didn't know if he should say it to himself or to Pang Xia. After he was done, he helped Pang Xia out, but he didn't bring the others and left from the back door of the bar. Instead, he walked towards the VIP bar upstairs.

"..."

"So uncomfortable …" Pang Xia didn't know where he was. In his daze, he thought that he had returned to school, that he was lying on his bed in his dorm room, that his clothes were not taken off, and that it was extremely uncomfortable to tie his legs up tight. Thus, he raised his leg as usual, and with his back against the bed, he twisted his waist, took off his jeans, and arrogantly threw the T-shirt that was lying on the floor to accompany him.

After sleeping for who knows how long, Pang Xia felt as if his roommates had returned, the door was opened and closed, and not long later, the sound of water could be heard. Pang Xia turned around, and his handsome and fresh face was dyed red.

After a while, the side of the bed sank down. Pang Xia still did not understand what happened as a warm and wet breath approached him and landed on his cheek, but his body that was originally heated by alcohol seemed to have stuck itself to something cold. Pang Xia let out a satisfied sigh, and hugged the object with both his hands and feet. Pang Xia frowned, he tried to twist and turn his body, but not only was he unable to break free from the feeling, he was instead trapped inside, unable to move at all.

"F * ck!"

Pang Xia immediately started to struggle, he closed his eyes and used his strength to push himself upwards, and then was flipped over by a huge force.

"Good girl …" Relax, for the first time, it's hard to avoid discomfort … "I'm a bit lighter..."

When he woke up in the morning, Pang Xia finally understood what exactly this so-called hangover pain was. He felt as if his entire body was in a mess and every bone in his body was screaming in pain. His body didn't seem to have any good meat at all. Suddenly, he heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. Not long later, the sound stopped and Pang Xia heard a man's hoarse voice: "It's me.

The man's voice strangely resonated with the voice in his head. "Be good, it's your first time feeling unwell …"

Pang Xia's face instantly turned deathly white, the burning pain behind his back felt as if a thorn was pricking his back, and he had no choice but to admit it as it was something that he could not accept.

The events of the previous night had swept in like a torrent, and the scene of them blending seemed to replay in front of his eyes once again. The key point was that he did not know who that person was, and only remembered that the person's hand strength was not weak.

Pang Xia almost trembled as he jumped down from the bed. His knees turned weak and he almost fell down to the ground like a dog eating mud, but before he could think about anything further, the sound of the bathroom door opening rang out. Pang Xia quickly opened the door, causing his face to twitch in pain as he ran out of the room.