The next second, her kiss landed on his mouth.
Sheng Yize froze and wondered if he wasn't going a little overboard by doing this… taking advantage of An Xiaxia now, when she had an IQ no higher than a three-year-old.
On second thought, well, why shouldn't he? She was the wife he was going to get back with.
Putting his hand on the back of An Xiaxia's head, he pressed her closer to him and deepened that kiss…
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An Yibei checked his watch and frowned.
Had An Xiaxia fallen into the toilet? She should have come back a while ago.
"I'll go get her." An Yibei rose to his feet and went out.
He called An Xiaxia on her phone outside the toilet, but she didn't pick up.
On his way back, he called her again.
Faintly, he heard An Xiaxia's ringtone, which was the theme song of some cartoon, coming from a private room nearby…
She couldn't have run into the wrong room… could she?
