Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Through the door, Shen Fanxing could hear the voices of the two women clearly.
She could even imagine the two of them bending down to listen carefully.
However, Shen Fanxing wasn’t overthinking. The two women were really leaning against the door to listen.
Feeling nervous, Shen Fanxing pushed Bo Jinchuan’s shoulders forcefully.
However, Bo Jinchuan pressed her tightly and kissed her even harder.
“Don’t… don’t… um…”
She didn’t even have the chance to speak before she was swallowed by Bo Jinchuan.
“There’s… someone outside…”
Bo Jinchuan didn’t listen to her at all. His hand slipped under her shirt.
Shen Fanxing couldn’t help but gasp softly. Her breath was hot and heavy.
“Ah”
Shen Fanxing exclaimed softly as her body slid down the door. Her arms instinctively wrapped around Bo Jinchuan’s neck.
She was practically hanging onto him.
Bo Jinchuan lifted her with his long arms and planted a warm kiss on her neck.
The large hand on her chest also circled around her armpit and followed her smooth skin to her back. It slid along her beautiful spine and spread to the back of her collar. He held the back of her neck and forced her to look up again so that he could kiss her again.
“Did you hear that? It’s getting heated inside!”
“I think… I think so… I think I heard kissing and panting… Oh my god…”
The blush on Shen Fanxing’s face intensified.
However, there was still a strong presence on Bo Jinchuan’s chest.
At the thought of Bo Jinchuan’s actions, Shen Fanxing didn’t feel any rejection. Instead, she felt a sense of anticipation.
If he continued to be more brazen, she probably wouldn’t reject him.
Fortunately, Bo Jinchuan let go of her.
She actually felt a sense of relief.
This was a toilet after all!
If something more reckless were to happen here, what if she thought of this in the future?
Her first time with Bo Jinchuan was in a high-end toilet in a high-end service area.
Shen Fanxing was speechless.
“Let’s go, let’s go. What’s the point of listening to them? Let’s go back to our own homes and find our own men! There’s nothing that can’t be resolved with sex!”
“Aiya, you’re really… What are you talking about?”
“Youre still shy…”
The voices of the two people outside faded away and Shen Fanxing heaved a sigh of relief.
Bo Jinchuan’s hand slid out from the back of his neck and it landed on Shen Fanxing’s waist.
He looked at her calmly with his dark eyes and said in a hoarse voice,
“Did you hear that?”
[I’m tired. I’l continue writing tomorrow. My mind has been in a mess these past two days. I’m thankful that I’ve written enough words.. Why would I care about writing… T_T]