Wang Dahai gave a sheepish laugh and said nothing.
Chen Die looked up at him. "Feeling shy?"
She let go of her small hand and asked, "Dahai, can you accompany me to the restroom?"
"Sure."
Wang Dahai breathed a sigh of relief. Under the influence of alcohol and her teasing, it was incredibly hard for him.
Together, they walked out of the dance floor towards the restrooms.
The toilets at this bar were unisex, each was an individual stall.
Upon entering the restroom, one could hear embarrassing noises coming from some of the stalls.
Chen Die's steps faltered as if she had drunk too much, and Wang Dahai helped her to the front of a stall.
Just as he was about to let her go, Chen Die strode towards the stall, pulling him in with her.
Then, she lifted her foot and pushed the restroom door shut.
Before Wang Dahai could react, she rose on tiptoe and lightly touched his lips with hers.
It was a brief touch.
Wang Dahai was stunned for half a second.
