THE DANCE FOR RICH MAN
That touch?

Mike Brown's?

The name was too unfamiliar to Quen's ears, but how could this foreign man before him know his name?

Who her?

Quen wondered inwardly as he looked at the handsome and bule man who was also looking at him.

Mike smiled faintly when he saw Quen's beautiful face as an angel. Mike's gaze turned to look at Quen's lips and eyes in turn.

The same!

The lips and eyes were exactly the same as the masked woman in the nightclub at that time.

"You who? Why did you suddenly push me into the toilet? You want to do pervert huh?!" Quen stared warily as he held onto his bag which he was about to use as a weapon to hit Mike.

Mike raised the wrong eyebrow, because he did not understand the language spoken by Quen.

"Quen Smith! You don't remember that night?" mike asked as he raised one of his hands and stroked Quen's cheek gently.

Quen turned his face back while brusquely shaking off the burly hand. But, his eyes were fixed on the two sharp beads of Mike who was also staring at him.

The deg!

Quen's heart was beating uncharacteristically when he observed the two sharp beads. Moreover, the touch of Mike's hand seemed so imprinted in his heart.

Peeling dejavu, Quen seemed to be drawn on the incident 2 months ago, precisely the incident at the night club that time.

A touch from Mike. Quen can remember everything, because Mike's touch is so imprinted in his heart, besides Mike is the first man to touch it.

"You!" Quen pointed at Mike with an overwhelming feeling of surprise. Then in a reflex motion, he lifted his bag to hit Mike on the head several times.

"Aww!! Hush!" Mike exclaimed while protecting his head which was still being beaten by the blonde girl.

"How dare you follow up here! You perverted man!" as if Quen was kicking Mike's stomach with his knee.

"Campus!" Quen cursed while looking at Mike who was in pain.

Seeing Mike in pain, Quen immediately took advantage of the opportunity to escape, out of the toilet.

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"Huh! Almost just!" Quen ran out of the toilet to the restaurant. He tried to neutralize his pustular breath when he saw Aksa approaching him.

"Quen, are you okay? Why is it taking so long in the toilet?" Aksa asked worriedly.

"Oh, the toilet was full, he he he." Quen replied with a grimacing smile and walked ahead of Aksa.

"The toilet's full?" Aksa muttered while staring at the toilet that looked quiet, then he scratched his non-itchy head while raising both shoulders together and then immediately followed his cousin.

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Inside the toilet, Mike still grimaced in pain while cursing a few times.

"Shiits! That girl turned out to be very strong!" mike was still holding his stomach while walking out of the toilet. Luckily there was no one there, if there was possible her current self had already endured the overwhelming embarrassment.

"How dare he kick me! Just watch out, I'll avenge her actions!" mike was walking out of the toilet.

While Quen decided to get out of the restaurant with a feeling of disarray after meeting the figure of the man who had impregnated him.

He should be happy, right? Because I met this guy, but it's the opposite. Quen avoided Mike, and did not hold him accountable.

I don't know what was on the girl's mind. Author also does not know🤭.

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