Chapter 48: A Moment of Intimacy and Misunderstanding

In the cramped stall, Bai Chen found himself with nowhere to escape.

The noise from outside became distant, and the only thing he could see clearly was the girl in front of him, her lips a vibrant red, her eyes reflecting his disheveled appearance without a hint of makeup.

Suddenly, the heat became overwhelming, despite the fact that he had just stepped into the restroom and thought it was cooler than outside.

Was it because of Mo Qiu?

Even though they weren’t pressed tightly together, it felt like her body heat was radiating onto him.

Bracing himself against the wall, just maintaining his balance was almost exhausting, and he was barely able to prevent himself from stumbling into the toilet.

Bai Chen was sweating profusely, and a ridiculous thought crossed his mind: Mo Qiu was dressed so warmly, wasn’t she hot?

Unexpectedly, he had the urge to take off his clothes to cool down. During summer games, he often worked up such a sweat that everyone would rest by removing their damp clothes and continue playing bare-chested.

As much as he wanted to, Bai Chen didn’t dare to voice his thoughts, fearing that Mo Qiu might do something unexpected.

His gaze fell on her knees, and he noticed the hem of her skirt was being darkened by the water stains on the floor.

“Mo Qiu, get up now.”

Without hesitation, Bai Chen grabbed her shoulders and helped her stand.

“What’s wrong?”

For a brief moment, when he grabbed her shoulders, Mo Qiu looked at his arms, but quickly returned her gaze to his face.

“Your skirt is all wet, you just bought it, right? How could you be so careless?”

“It’s fine.”

Mo Qiu brushed off her skirt.

“I brought extra clothes, I can change and wash them when I get back home.”

Again, that indifferent expression. Bai Chen pursed his lips, his grip on her shoulders tightening.

“Listen, you can’t just brush things off like that. I’ve told you to take better care of yourself, remember?”

“But I’m perfectly healthy.”

No, a healthy person wouldn’t act like you.

Bai Chen sighed and ran a hand through his hair, thinking for a moment before speaking again:

“Anyway, you can’t kneel in front of me again. You’re a person, not a cat.”

Mo Qiu was taken aback, “You don’t like it?”

How did that sound like she was both confused and disappointed?

Bai Chen’s mouth twitched, and he avoided her gaze, “It’s not that I don’t like it.”

“If you like it, I can keep…”

“Stop.”

Bai Chen’s finger almost touched her lips, “Mo Qiu, we’re friends, not in a master-servant relationship. You can’t mistreat yourself like this, understand?”

“Understood.”

Mo Qiu nodded, but her thoughts were entirely different: Mistreatment? What kind of mistreatment?

She had seen people who did much worse to curry favor with powerful figures. Selling their bodies was just the beginning; some even sacrificed their spirits, becoming nothing more than pets to their masters.

Bai Chen, with his talk, must be thinking it wasn’t thrilling enough?

“Little virgin, don’t rush. There’s more excitement coming.”

Bai Chen assumed she was standing still because she was reflecting, so he moved her aside and opened the stall door to exit.

“Bai Chen.”

Just as he picked up the mop, he heard her call his name, and he turned around, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

While he was turned away, Mo Qiu had lifted her black maid skirt, revealing the secret beneath.

The sheer white stockings were fully exposed, and they were actually suspender stockings. With the skirt lifted, her thighs appeared even more delicate under the white fabric, pulled tight by the stockings.

This was just the appetizer. As his gaze traveled further up, he saw her panties clearly. The sight caused Bai Chen to drop the mop.

Her panties were far beyond daring; they weren’t something one could wear out in public.

The entire panty was made of a scant triangle of fabric. Even more astonishing, it was tied with a string. Yes, this panty was held in place by two thin strings around her lower waist.

This fragile barrier seemed to invite him to slip a finger in and easily lift it away.

Having lived for seventeen years, Bai Chen had never seen such a scene. His brain went blank.

Am I dreaming?

He had always thought seeing a girl lift her skirt to show her panties was something that only happened in anime. And Mo Qiu didn’t look at all disgusted by the act.

Why was Mo Qiu wearing this?

He had thought that the cat-ear maid outfit was already over the top, but apparently, there were even higher levels.

Bai Chen backed away, while Mo Qiu advanced.

“Come closer, why don’t you?”

Mo Qiu’s eyes seemed to be suggesting this, although they appeared no different from usual.

The reason they had lingered at the special costume shop was to pick out a secret weapon that would surely overwhelm Bai Chen’s defenses.

“Trust me, he’ll be head over heels, unless he’s not a man.”

Libelle had given her a thumbs-up, her radiant smile still vivid in Mo Qiu’s memory.

How confident she was, but…

Mo Qiu was beginning to wonder if Bai Chen was truly a man, as he kept backing away.

Why is he guarding himself against me?

She lifted her skirt even higher, showing him that there were no weapons hidden under it.

“Stop, stop!”

Bai Chen shouted out loud.

“Mo Qiu, don’t come any closer.”

Faced with the approaching girl, he could only pick up the mop and shake.

Mo Qiu didn’t stop, her shadow falling on Bai Chen’s face, making him feel as if he was about to be swallowed whole.

Just then, Bai Chen glanced at the restroom door and his expression changed dramatically.

He tossed aside the mop and rushed toward Mo Qiu, grabbing her hand.

“Come with me.”

Before Mo Qiu could react, she was pulled into the stall.

Finally, it’s happening?

The girl’s heart raced with excitement.

As soon as the stall door was forcefully shut, the restroom door was brutally pushed open.

“Man, I was about to burst.”

A man barged in, seeing the overturned bucket and the mop on the floor.

“What a mess, isn’t anyone cleaning up?”

The man stepped over the mop and went straight to the last stall, knocking on the door.

“Anyone in there?”

“Yes.”

“I see.”

His favorite spot was taken, so the man had to go to another stall.

Thump.

As soon as the man entered, he heard a vibration from the adjacent stall and couldn’t help but ask,

“What’s that noise, buddy? You alright?”

“I’m fine, just cramped legs.”

“Oh, I see.”

The man didn’t suspect anything and sat on the toilet for about twenty minutes before leaving.

Hearing the footsteps fade away, Bai Chen finally dared to breathe deeply.

“Mo Qiu, you were in real danger, you know?”

“Mmm…

Bai Chen only then realized the awkward situation.

To keep her from making a sound, Bai Chen had pressed her roughly against the wall, one hand covering her mouth. Their bodies were now tightly pressed together, almost melting into each other.

This was the closest Bai Chen had ever been to her eyes, seeing his own features reflected in her dark pupils.

“Mo Qiu?”

Noticing her eyebrows twitch, Bai Chen realized something even more alarming.

In his haste, he hadn’t noticed that his left knee was pressing between her thighs. As his knee pushed upward, the sensation grew more intimate and pleasurable.

Bai Chen was enjoying it, but Mo Qiu wasn’t. Every time Bai Chen applied pressure, she couldn’t help but gasp.

Realizing what he had done, Bai Chen quickly backed away, exiting the stall in one swift motion.

When Mo Qiu emerged, adjusting her disheveled skirt, he was still splashing his face with cold water.

“Bai Chen?”

“Sorry about that.”

Bai Chen’s voice was unusually calm, and he didn’t even look at her.

“Let’s get out of here.”

“Okay.”

Mo Qiu obediently followed him out of the men’s restroom.

Why did he stop?

Mo Qiu had planned to reject him when he went further, but he had stopped on his own?

Once outside the restaurant, Bai Chen only told her to find a seat and left to handle something.

How cold, not even a glance?

Mo Qiu sat down, looking in Bai Chen’s direction. His expression was strange, impossible to read.

Everything seemed to point to one thing:

Was I being ignored?

Just as Mo Qiu sat down, Bai Chen went to the counter and gulped down a large glass of water. He exhaled a long breath.

Returning from the quiet restroom to the noisy world felt refreshing, and being surrounded by people was comforting.

My heart is still racing.

He didn’t even dare to look at Mo Qiu, afraid she would think he was a pervert.

Bai Chen decided to calm down first before going to find Mo Qiu and apologize properly.

Just as he was resting, leaning against the counter, Su Wanghai plopped down next to him.

“Weren’t you just coming out?”

“…Weren’t you just coming out too?”

Bai Chen thought Program Cheng would scold him for longer.

Su Wanghai glanced at Mo Qiu’s direction and leaned in to whisper,

“Isn’t that the restroom? You guys aren’t bothered by the smell?”

“Get lost.”

Bai Chen was already troubled and didn’t want to argue.

“You, with a pretty girl around, you’re neglecting your old buddies?”

“No, look at me and Mo Qiu, do we look like that kind of relationship?”

Bai Chen lost his patience and retorted,

“To be honest, we just had a disagreement, and you’re asking about companionship? I’m lucky if she doesn’t consider me a servant.”

“Didn’t you force yourself on her?”

“No.”

Bai Chen sighed.

“Anyway, just leave me alone. Let me think about how to explain things to Mo Qiu.”

“With your kind of relationship, who needs explanations?”

Su Wanghai chuckled,

“Maybe she’ll even beg you for forgiveness.”

Those words were a bit harsh, especially for someone who knew about Mo Qiu’s situation.

“…

Just as Bai Chen was about to lose his temper, a figure suddenly interrupted them.

“Bai Chen.”

Mo Qiu looked at the surprised Bai Chen.

“Can I help you with your work? Please.”

Bai Chen and Su Wanghai exchanged a glance, understanding the meaning behind his expression:

Didn’t I just say that casually? Are you serious?