Misunderstanding

"Ms. Juan, how is it? Are you satisfied tonight?"

After entering the private room, Wu Xiaoyan immediately came to Luo Juan's side and sat down on the sofa.

"Hehe! Not bad, just that I was a little impatient, and if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't stand it, I would have wanted him a few more times!"

Luo Juan reached out and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth. There was a blissful smile on her face.

"Cough cough... Ms. Juan, it is not early now. How about we go back first!"

Wu Xiaoyan suggested with an awkward expression on her face. After all, she did not come to the Distinguished Night Clubs for the sake of singing and entertainment. It was purely to help Luo Juan fulfill her wish.

Now that her dream had been fulfilled, there was no point in staying here, so Wu Xiaoyan decided to leave.