The bathroom door opened and closed, but the people in the bathroom didn't hear it, or they had no time to care.
Huo Jinxi was always quiet and silent, even his breath was slightly confused, but the kiss was overbearing and forceful, showing no pity, only love and desire.
The temperature in the small cubicle was getting higher and higher, and Mu Qian's breath was hot, but it couldn't compare to Huo Jinxi's kiss.
How could such a deep and cold man have such a passionate kiss?
Mu Qian clung to his shoulders, closed her eyes, and fully felt everything Huo Jinxi had to offer.
Until the moment when Huo Jinxi stripped her of her last line.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute..." she gasped, her voice blurred.
Huo Jinxi actually paused. The next moment, he stretched out his hand to clasp Mu Qian's chin and said in a deep voice: "Back off?"
Upon hearing these two words, Mu Qian seemed to pause for a moment. Looking into Huo Jinxi's deep eyes, she bit her lip and reached down.
Huo Jinxi's body froze slightly.
She acted too proactively. At such a moment and in such an atmosphere, he had no reason not to give her a chance.
Huo Jinxi gradually put her down and watched her performance with cold eyes.
Mu Qian was very diligent and sincere. She slowly leaned into his ear and whispered: "Mr. Huo really gave me face, didn't he?"
Huo Jinxi lowered his eyes and looked at her with a cold expression.
Mu Qian became more proactive.
In the cramped cubicle, something is gaining momentum.
Mu Qian noticed it and glanced at him with resentment, then slowly said: "Mr. Huo, do you know... what is the biggest difference between men and women?"
Huo Jinxi's eyes gradually darkened, making people afraid to look closely.
But Mu Qian was unscrupulous, and while looking at him and teasing him, she reached out her hand and quietly opened the compartment door.
The moment the door opened, she stepped back.
There was no one else in the bathroom, only a man and a woman in disheveled clothes, one in the toilet compartment and the other in the side compartment, looking at each other through the door.
Mu Qian's eyes were clear and bright, and they were clearly not contaminated by the ambiguity that filled the cubicle.
Even at that moment before, the two people had almost met each other sincerely.
Mu Qian stepped back and adjusted her skirt. She didn't know when she had a belt in her hand.
Looking at the belt in her hand, Mu Qian pretended to be surprised, but the next moment, she slowly laughed.
"Mr. Huo, the biggest difference between men and women is that... no matter what step they take, a woman can always escape easily." She glanced at the disheveled Huo Jinxi and dangled his belt in her hand.
The smile was dazzling, "But for men, that's not necessarily the case."
After saying this, Mu Qian lifted the hem of her skirt, held the belt and turned around lightly.
It wasn't until her footsteps disappeared outside the door that Huo Jinxi withdrew his gaze and looked down at his current situation.
How many years have you been in such a miserable state?
But this taste...
After seven years of separation, she brought him far more surprises than he imagined...
The lighter "dinged", he lowered his head and slowly lit a cigarette for himself.
When he raised his head again, the bluish-white smoke blurred his eyebrows, leaving only a smile on his lips, which seemed to be there but not there yet.
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After leaving the men's restroom, Mu Qian quickly walked into the women's restroom next door and tidied herself up before returning to the private room where she was previously.
As expected, Yao Qi was still sitting in the private room. After seeing her, his eyes were locked on her.
Mu Qian's messy hair and the wrinkles on her skirt are all obvious, and what's even more unforgettable is her swollen lips and rosy cheeks... All these things are obviously ambiguous.