Translator: Antonia
“Go to the toilet...”
Xuanyuan Lie’s slanting eyebrows raise up to look at Mu Xiaoxiao. Her face is flushed in red and her eyes are blurred. He says to the beauty, “You may leave. I’ll take care of him.”
“Alright…” The blonde beauty leaves Xiaoxiao with him.
Mu Xiaoxiao leans against the wall and spreads a smile in the corner of her mouth, “What’s your name cutie?”
“Don’t you want to go to toilet? Come on, I’ll take you there.” Xuanyuan Lie ignores what Xiaoxiao said, lifting her up with one hand and heading to the washroom.
Besides toilets in each VIP room, there is an independent washroom at the end of the corridor. And it’s available for both men and women.
Of course, at this top floor full of VIP rooms, the independent washroom is also extremely luxurious. Even each toilet cubicle is equipped with a basin and mirror.
Mu Xiaoxiao is thrown into one of the cubicles.
“You’re so light!” Xuanyuan Lie frowns slightly.
“I’m light? Let me measure how heavy you are.” Xiaoxiao pouts her lips disapprovingly. She puts her arms around Xuanyuan Lie’s waist and summons up all her strength to lift him up.
Her slender body cling tightly to that of his, rubbing against him from time to time.
Xuanyuan Lie couldn’t help but inhale deeply, glancing down at her, “How long do you wish to hug me?”
Xiaoxiao continues to exert her energy. Trying too hard…her feet suddenly soften under the influence of alcohol. She spontaneously slants to one side, lost grab of Xuanyuan Lie, and falls heavily onto the toilet.
“Ouch.” Her butt hurts.
Xuanyuan Lie leans over, one hand on her head and the other clutching her chin, fixing his eyes on her.
Translator: Antonia
“Go to the toilet...”
Xuanyuan Lie’s slanting eyebrows raise up to look at Mu Xiaoxiao. Her face is flushed in red and her eyes are blurred. He says to the beauty, “You may leave. I’ll take care of him.”
“Alright…” The blonde beauty leaves Xiaoxiao with him.
Mu Xiaoxiao leans against the wall and spreads a smile in the corner of her mouth, “What’s your name cutie?”
“Don’t you want to go to toilet? Come on, I’ll take you there.” Xuanyuan Lie ignores what Xiaoxiao said, lifting her up with one hand and heading to the washroom.
Besides toilets in each VIP room, there is an independent washroom at the end of the corridor. And it’s available for both men and women.
Of course, at this top floor full of VIP rooms, the independent washroom is also extremely luxurious. Even each toilet cubicle is equipped with a basin and mirror.
Mu Xiaoxiao is thrown into one of the cubicles.
“You’re so light!” Xuanyuan Lie frowns slightly.
“I’m light? Let me measure how heavy you are.” Xiaoxiao pouts her lips disapprovingly. She puts her arms around Xuanyuan Lie’s waist and summons up all her strength to lift him up.
Her slender body cling tightly to that of his, rubbing against him from time to time.
Xuanyuan Lie couldn’t help but inhale deeply, glancing down at her, “How long do you wish to hug me?”
Xiaoxiao continues to exert her energy. Trying too hard…her feet suddenly soften under the influence of alcohol. She spontaneously slants to one side, lost grab of Xuanyuan Lie, and falls heavily onto the toilet.
“Ouch.” Her butt hurts.
Xuanyuan Lie leans over, one hand on her head and the other clutching her chin, fixing his eyes on her.
