Ho Shaohui picked her up and placed her on the sink in front of the mirror.

"Baby..." He kissed her presumptuously, his hand moving from his waist to the exposed skin on his back.

"Ugh..." Ling Youmei's entire body was heating up from his kiss, and her face was flushed with an abnormal redness.

Ho Shaohui's kiss carried a boiling temperature as it chased after her red lips. He sucked on her lips fiercely, not leaving any room for negotiation.

The air in Ling Youmei's chest gradually became thinner, and her body unconsciously slid down.

She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist and reached out to grab onto his neck, so that she wouldn't fall off the sink.

However, this subconscious action inadvertently stirred up a fire in Ho Shaohui's heart.

His body trembled slightly, and his pitch-black eyes were quickly dyed with a strong color.

The next second, he kissed her lips even more fiercely, and his hands moved even more recklessly, trying to pull off her short skirt that was in the way.

Ling Youmei was panting from his kiss, and her stomach was churning in discomfort. She reached out to push his chest away.

Ho Shaohui thought that she wanted to escape, so not only did he not let go of her, he even deepened the kiss, a hint of profundity appearing in his eyes.

The temperature between her lips became higher and higher, Ling Youmei felt more and more difficult to breathe, her head swelled up, and her stomach felt even more uncomfortable.

Finally, she couldn't hold it in anymore and vomited all over Ho Shaohui's face.

"Ugh..."

Ho Shaohui was stunned on the spot. All of his passion instantly cooled down as he stared at her in disbelief.

Ling Youmei's eyes were misty. Just as she was about to apologize, she felt a wave of discomfort in her stomach. She immediately pushed him away, turned around to the sink, and vomited.

After vomiting for a long time, her stomach was about to empty out. Only then did Ling Youmei feel a little better, and her head was no longer so dizzy.

She turned on the faucet and filled her face with water, bringing a trace of refreshing comfort. Her vision gradually became clear.

"I'm sorry, just now..." She raised her head and was about to apologize to the man beside her. After all, she couldn't control herself just now and threw up on his face.

But when Ling Youmei saw the face of the man in front of her, all the pores on her body suddenly opened. Her heart almost jumped out of her chest, and she was completely stunned.

"How come it's you?" Her body trembled as she cried out in alarm.

Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought that the man she was entangled with in the bathroom of the bar was Master Ho, who had forcefully kissed her during the day.

Oh my god, how did she bump into him again?

"Who else do you think it is?" Ho Shaohui washed his handsome face in the sink and glanced at her coldly. The corner of his mouth curled into a meaningful smile.

Ling Youmei's face was awkward and stiff, she hurriedly found an excuse, "I... I was drunk just now, I got the wrong person..."

"Wrong person? We almost did it just now!" Ho Shaohui's eyes contained a dark light as his gaze fell on her messy dress. He slowly and dangerously reminded her.

... "" Ling Youmei's body froze, her face couldn't help but turn red, and she couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Why did she drink so much? Sure enough, it was easy to make mistakes when drunk!

"You came to the bar to find a man?" Ho Shaohui narrowed his eyes and looked at her panicked face with an unruly expression.

"I didn't..." Ling Youmei's head exploded as she instinctively defended herself.

Ho Shaohui's eyes were deep and cold, and the corner of his mouth curled into a faint mocking smile: "Since you can't stand loneliness so much, why did you refuse me when I kissed you this afternoon? Is this your way of rejecting me?"