Poor boy and Bai Fumei

Lin Qiao hesitated for a moment, then obediently pulled off his clothes, revealing a small section of his white waist.

Lu Juan had touched this waist before, and knew it was very thin. After Lin Qiao lifted his clothes and saw it with his own eyes, Lu Juan's breath was stagnant, and a word suddenly appeared in his mind - Yingying grip.

With two hands, he can wrap the entire waist.

Lin Qiao said that his skin would turn red with a little force.Lu Ju'an stared at Lin Qiao's waist, and now Lin Qiao's young white waist was gripped tightly, but there were green and red intertwined finger marks pinched out by someone, which was extraordinarily shocking and extraordinarily... obscene.

Lu Ju'an looked at the finger marks on his waist, and the anger that had just gone down rose again, and even burned even worse.

Lin Qiao sensed Lu Juan's rekindled anger. He was about to put down his clothes when Lu Juan's fingertips touched his waist.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Juan asked.

Lin Qiao couldn't hear Lu Juan's tone, he felt that Lu Juan seemed a little dangerous now.

Lin Qiao shook his head honestly: "Fortunately, it doesn't hurt very much."

Lu Juan's fingers stroked along the blue and red finger marks all the way.Lin Qiao flinched slightly, now he felt that the only thing he could feel was the small piece of skin under Lu Juan's fingertips.

Lin Qiao couldn't describe what it was like, he could only feel a little bit of itchiness seeping in from the piece of skin that Lu Ju'an touched, seeping into the texture and turning into an electric current, his whole body was paralyzed, and his mind was also numb.

He shrank back unconsciously, his voice was like a kitten meowing, "Don't... itch..."

Lu Juan was taken aback for a moment, then withdrew his hand and helped Lin Qiao put away his clothes.

No one spoke in the small space for a while, and the atmosphere was awkward and ambiguous.

Lin Qiao's face was already flushed, the earlobes, neck, and the small patch of skin on his waist were all attractively pink. He lowered his head, not daring to look at Lu Juan.

Lu Juan also felt a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat, and just as he said the word "you", a groan came through the gap in the next cubicle.

It's not that Lu Juan hasn't seen the situation in the toilet before working in the bar these days, it's just that on this occasion, in the current atmosphere, these few moans pushed the ambiguous and awkward atmosphere between him and Lin Qiao to the peak .

The groaning sound was not very real through the door panel, and it had a vague and unreal feeling. At this moment, both Lin Qiao and Lu Juan were silent, and the groaning sound became more and more clear.The voice was not as sharp as a woman's voice, it was obviously a man's voice.

The lingering groans of the stranger next door echoed in their ears.

Is it a... man?Lin Qiao was thinking in a daze, how could a man make that kind of sound?

Seeing the confused and thinking look on Lin Qiao's face, Lu Juan obviously knew the gender of the person that Lin Qiao heard.Lin Qiao's earlobes have turned from attractive pink to blood-red.

Lu Juan coughed, lowered his voice and said: "...Go out first, I'll take you home."