In the men's room, Qin Mo released her collar. "Why were you standing stupidly outside just now?"
"Hah?" Fu Jiu raised her eyebrow and smoothly denied it with a smile, "When was I standing stupidly? Wasn't I flirting with that girl?"
Qin Mo scoffed and stood aside. He didn't have his tie on and two of his shirt buttons were open. He glanced at her, before his deep voice sneaked its way into her ear, "Didn't you wanna pee? Why aren't you coming over?"
Come… over…
Fu Jiu looked at that conspicuous half-concave urinal.
How could she go over?
She looked like a pretty boy, but she was still a total girl inside.
Even if she needed to pee, she didn't need such a urinal.
Perhaps because she had taken too long, Qin Mo noticed something and suddenly walked over to Fu Jiu. He lowered his head, looked at her with his sharp eyes, and said apathetically, "I checked; at a gay meetup, two boys need to drink and pee together."
