Realizing that it had been more than half hour since those two had left, Mo Yifan got suspicious. He smelled each of the drinks in the glasses slowly, even tasting them with his tongue slightly. He then rinsed his mouth with plain water to remove the taste.
Chen Waan was also getting impatient. It was not right for the two of them to be in the room alone. If anyone barged in, it would be a disaster. She looked around, was there any space for them to hide?
Since they had set up a karaoke in this room, the room was only decorated and lit with strings of small rice lights. A disco ball was spinning in the middle of otherwise completely dark room, with black curtains covering the walls. But even if they hid behind those curtains, it would be very obvious. Were they really the walls that they were covering?
