Enna Clark got off the high chair, swaying on her 10-inch high heels as she walked...
As expected, the man headed in the direction of the WC.
She followed closely behind, swaying with her phone in hand.
Height estimated to be over 1.8 meters, bonus points!
His white shirt fits well, which means a good figure, bonus points!
Short, sharp hairstyle, bonus points!
Long, slender legs, more bonus points!
His overall back view is close to perfect, and he may actually look like Takeshi Kaneshiro, just as that demoness Olivia Lewis said.
Quickly, they arrived at the men's restroom.
She followed him right in.
As one of the most upscale venues in Linton City, the WC was decorated like a palace, with marbles seemingly coated with gold.
Previously having drunk too much, Enna felt dizzy and swollen headed when the air conditioning blew on her. The 10-inch high heels on her feet were already uncomfortable and now felt like walking on stilts.
"Burp~"
She let out a loud hiccup, frowned and bent down to take off her shoes.
At this moment, a man who had just finished using the toilet walked out and was startled to see her.
"A woman? Am I seeing things or..."
Did he go to the wrong place? Was this the women's WC?
Enna picked up her high heels from the floor and glared back, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a woman before?"
"No, no. Miss, I'm sorry. Excuse me."
With an embarrassed expression, the man hurriedly left. Before he exited, he looked up and confirmed this was indeed the men's WC. He scratched his head, looking bemused, "I didn't go to the wrong place. What was that woman doing with her phone in the men's WC? Could it be..." videoing female perverts?!
Bold women nowadays, barging in directly under the bright sky!
...
Barefoot on the cold marble floor.
Having previously drunk too much, her head felt even dizzier after a few steps.
Enna felt horribly nauseous and, holding her phone, wanted to solve the problem quickly and go home to sleep.
"Handsome..."
The man turned around, his face full of pimples and only reaching her forehead in height. She frowned and let go, "Sorry, I mistook you for someone else. Carry on."
The 1.6-meter-tall man, holding up his pants, watched her walk away with his mouth wide open, big enough to swallow an egg.
Female, female, female pervert!
...
After searching around.
Enna finally found the man she had seen earlier in the innermost part.
Phew, she finally found him!
She walked up quickly, patted the man's shoulder, and teasingly ran her finger down his spine.
"Hey, handsome guy, it's a long night with no intention to sleep. Interested in joining me for a UNIQLO quickie?"
The next second, her wrist was violently grabbed.
The man turned around to face her...
Under the dim restroom light, the man had a slim waist and long legs, with a distinct outline. Wrapped around his strong legs were dark trench boots, as if a top male model was walking down a runway!
"Wandering the streets at night, getting drunk as mud, and flirting with men in public... Enna Clark, how bold you've become after a few years, huh?"
Menacing! Domineering!
Especially those hawk eyes, locking her with that familiar, suggestive gaze!
Enna's first instinct was to run!
However, her wrists were firmly held, and she couldn't move at all.
"Want to play UNIQLO quickie?" The cold and stern man held her hand, rubbing down, making the cold metal zipper emit a provocative sound.
'Zi la.'
Enna suddenly sobered up, her face pale, stammering, "No, I'm sorry, you got the wrong person."
"Really?"
Got the wrong person?
Even if this hateful face turned to ashes, he would never mistake it!
"Yes, yes, you got the wrong person." As she finished speaking, her hand was forced by the man to touch the gun barrel.
She could feel the burning heat through the fabric!
Before she could recover from the shock, her phone was snatched away.
"Video mode?"
"..."
"You seem quite prepared."
"..." What should she do? How could she be so unlucky to run into him while playing a UNIQLO quickie?!
As if he could see her thoughts, the man's eagle eyes narrowed, and he started playing with the phone in his hand.
"Heh, the latest iPhone model?"
"Give it back to me!"
Enna jumped up to grab it, but the man had anticipated her reaction, raised his hand high, and pinned her against the wall.
"Enna Clark, it seems you've been doing well since you left me?"
Enna's heartbeat drummed wildly, her palms sweating. She struggled desperately, shouting, "You got the wrong person, I don't know you."
"Hmph! Is that so? Then, let me refresh your memory!"
With that said, a tempestuous kiss ensued, almost like a punishment, leaving a trail of marks on her smooth, snow-white skin...
"Let, let me go!"
"Rascal, beast, bastard!"
The next second, she felt a pain in the back of her neck and passed out...