Before long, the elevator suddenly jerked violently a few times before finally coming to a halt.
At that moment, all the indicator lights in the elevator went out, plunging the surroundings into pitch darkness.
In the dark, two people clung tightly to each other.
The scene shifts. Shu Shuang, who had rushed to the restroom in a fit of pique, couldn't shake off the burning anger inside her for a good while.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Why should she wipe her mouth just because he kissed her? Did he find her disgusting? Could he possibly think she did it on purpose?
Fuming inwardly, she felt she had been foolish. She should have pounced on him right there and then, and ferociously bitten his lips to shreds before pushing her tongue in to stir him up. If he was so disgusted by her, she might as well disgust him to death.
The act of wiping his mouth in public—how humiliating it was for her!
