After ordering, Yun Qiqi got up and went to the bathroom.
There was no one inside at the moment. After she came out, she washed her hands at the sink and dried them with the hand dryer nearby.
Halfway through drying, a tall, familiar figure suddenly appeared in the reflection of the mirror in front of her.
Yun Qiqi was momentarily stunned.
The next second, that figure was already behind her, quickly grasping her waist and pressing her against the smooth wall of the bathroom, the force suggesting an undeniable intent.
It was as if he could wait no longer, as if his patience had been exhausted.
Yun Qiqi was frightened, but she did not resist. Her dark eyes flickered with surprise before quickly calming down.
When she looked up, she saw the man's bewitchingly beautiful face, with a pair of phoenix eyes filled with a dark obsession, staring straight at her.
That gaze was terrifying.
The Yan Yan she knew would always pretend, always suppress himself in front of her.
