Inside the bathroom:
Gu Xiran was worried that Qin Jin's phone would ring and things would become unclear, so she practically fumbled around the man's pocket, completely oblivious to the fact that the man's breathing had become rapid, and even his handsome face had a few unusual flushes.
This military uniform was something Gu Xiran didn't often wear or touch; compared to suit pants or jeans, it was even more perplexing to figure out.
Gu Xiran fumbled around...
She seemed to feel that perhaps the man's thigh had become even hotter.
Alright...
A girl like herself, even though doing such actions in a hurry, it seemed rather unrestrained.
The point is that in such a special place on the man, fumbling around like this, it's inevitable to touch things that shouldn't be touched.
Thinking of this, Gu Xiran felt nervous and her scalp tingled, but associating this with the vice officer currently making a phone call, Gu Xiran continued to fumble quickly despite her discomfort.
