This time, Brother Zhou was quick, and after a whirlwind of pounding, he finally got his satisfaction.
Brother Zhou gasped heavily, a contented smile still hanging on his face.
We got back into the car, and at that moment, he handed me a bottle of water, "Qin Qin, you must be tired, right? Here, have some water."
I took a couple of sips before starting to fix my clothes. Brother Zhou didn't bother me anymore and started the car.
Soon we arrived at our destination, the car stopped, and I followed him inside.
As I entered, I couldn't help feeling nervous, an internal, inexplicable kind of anxiety.
At that time, Brother Zhou whispered to me, "Qin Qin, remember not to talk if you encounter anyone."
When we reached the elevator, Brother Zhou took out a card and gave it to me: "You need to swipe this card to get in."
I nodded, imitating his actions and swiping the card at the elevator.
With a "beep," the elevator door opened, and Brother Zhou and I stepped inside