The size of the makeup room was small. Beiming Han held Xiao Ya and seated her on the small sink inside.
In the cramped space, the two of their bodies were practically without a gap...
"What are you doing?" Gu Qingxin stared incredulously at the man in front of her, anxious enough to feel the hairs on her body stand on end.
Xuxu Long was just in the makeup room next door to them. The little partition over here was pretty much soundproof-less, so she could hear everything, even the slightest movement...
"What do you think?" Beiming Han's large hand lightly stroked her as he planted a slow biting kiss on her chin.
"Are you not scared that Miss Long would find out?" Gu Qingxin's voice dropped to a whisper.
Every place he touched felt as if it was burning. Gu Qingxin's heart was about to leap out of her chest, her body all tense. What on earth was this man trying to do?
His own girlfriend was just next door, and yet here he was, cavorting shamelessly with her...
