Gu Yixuan stepped out of the private room and headed straight for the men’s washroom. As soon as he entered, he heard some peculiar noises.
His eyes landed on a stall with a closed door, and he immediately knew what was happening inside.
To him, such things weren’t new at all.
He acted as if he had noticed nothing and turned on the tap to wash his hands.
"Someone..." a woman’s faint voice sounded.
"Don’t mind it!" Then came a man’s deep voice.
Why did their voices sound so familiar?
Gu Yixuan turned around, casually leaning against the sink, his eyebrow raised as he pulled out his smartphone and tapped on it a few times, revealing a sly smile.
"Ah... gently..." the woman whimpered.
"Yuyu, you’re so tight... Mmh, it feels so good, I can’t control myself..."
"I told you not to call me Yuyu!" The woman got annoyed, slapping his head with a smack.
"What should I call you then? My heart, my darling?"
"Lei Li... You’re so disgusting..."
"Isn’t that why you like me, because I’m disgusting?" The man bit down on her breast, increasing the intensity of his movements below.
"Ah—" The woman couldn’t help but moan with passion.
Mo Ran had just walked over and happened to hear these strange noises. Her mind exploded with the thought that Gu Yixuan might be doing something inside.
Without thinking, she walked into the men’s washroom only to see him alone, leaning on the washstand. The weird noises continued, emanating from inside one of the stalls.
She paused, not quite grasping what was going on.
Gu Yixuan glanced at her, smiling, and waved her over. She walked up, and he pulled her into his embrace.
Mo Ran leaned close to his ear and whispered, "What are they doing in there?"
Gu Yixuan responded in a whisper, "Having an affair."
"..." Mo Ran was at a loss, taken aback by his choice of words. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelꞁire.net
She turned her gaze and saw Gu Yixuan recording with his phone. That was rather underhanded!
"I didn’t know you had such a hobby," she pinched him secretly.
Gu Yixuan frowned for a moment and held her tighter in his arms, teasingly suggesting, "I have many hobbies. For instance, we could do it like them in the washroom."
Mo Ran’s face immediately turned red, "Boring!"
Let’s ignore the ’Tricked you, I didn’t want to hurt you again’ title, because there’s a little interlude I need to write. If I kept numbering continuously, I have no clue how many Chapters we’d end up with, so I decided to change the title first.