Smoke continually wafted through the air.
"Drip, drip"
Lin Hai squatted in the corner of the wall, incessantly puffing on a stifling cigarette, occasionally scratching his unkempt hair, his expression carrying the weight of the world with deep melancholy, surrounded by four great beauties glaring at him with anger.
After pondering for a long time, Lin Hai discarded the cigarette butt and stood up.
"Ahem, there's something I want to say."
"Hmph, Scumbag Lin, what do you want to say? You can make excuses, but you can't hide the panic inside you and the filth of your actions." Tao Shuishui said disdainfully, with her arms crossed.
"Hmph." Ouyang Xiaoya let out a cold snort, turning her head away from him.
Xia Chuqing bit her lip, silent, her thoughts unknown.
