Qi Manlin released Lin Mu's hand in frustration. Lin Mu awkwardly smiled, thinking to himself, "Am I just at odds with this beauty? Overseeing the heavens and the earth, and even managing someone's need to use the toilet?"
His stomach churned uncomfortably; disregarding any sense of gentlemanly behavior, Lin Mu dashed to the public restroom at the back of the train car. Thankfully, it was unoccupied. He locked the iron door, and a storm ensued instantly...
He thought to himself, I must not eat so many bananas in the future, lest I embarrass myself in front of pretty ladies again. After relieving himself, Lin Mu felt much better and cheerfully pulled up his pants.
Thinking about the spicy girl who had just grabbed his arm, he couldn't help but hum a tune: "Spicy girl, spicy, spicy girl, spicy... la la la... Oh no, it came off!! In his excitement, he had accidentally pulled the zipper button off his pants!
The quality of Huaxia's clothes is a real flaw, no wonder in Africa, cheap daily goods, whether expensive or inexpensive, are all referred to as counterfeit or "made in China."
"Damn it! What a scam!"
Lin Mu was exceptionally frustrated, as these pants were a gift from the old man at the Xinjiang base before he left; the old man claimed they were high-end, costing thousands. They seemed more like they were worth just ten bucks from a street vendor!
This old guy is seriously stingy! Lin Mu's commission for each mission in Africa reached five million, and the number of missions he had done from childhood till now was countless. Every penny was handed over, supposedly saved for marrying a playful wife. Now, he was finally about to marry one, and this is the treatment he got. Others scam their fathers, but he's getting scammed by his grandfather!
Lin Mu was utterly exasperated and helpless. What to do now? He couldn't just continue his journey to Wancheng with the door wide open, could he? Plus, there was still a stunning beauty across from him!
In the face of such close temptation, he couldn't guarantee his 'little torch' would behave, and his 'little torch' wasn't of an ordinary size. When it got startled, "breathtaking" was truly the word to use!
If by any chance a little spark set it off, and the little torch raised its head with passionate fervor, it would be terrifying beyond imagination!
Oh my, what to do if some girls happened to see 'little brother,' it would be mortifying! The cool impressions he painstakingly crafted earlier might clear instantly, or even plunge into the negatives... and more likely, draw special attention from police officers as a pervert!
Upon looking down, he realized that the zipper wasn't broken; it had just gone off track. It should be reparable! What else was he waiting for? He glanced at the watch casually; it was nearly half-past two. There was still a little over half an hour until the dream assassin's attack time; he had to speed up!
However, this task couldn't be rushed; the more hurried he was, the harder it was to fix!
So, in some year, some month, on a particular train, a Huaxia man engaged in some lewd act of highly imaginative nature in a cramped space, with his hands busy in his crotch area, moving up and down, left and right…
It was the spitting image of what men know as a trendy term – "hand exercises." Heaven had eyes! At last, poor Lin Mu managed to repair the zipper. But just as he was about to pull up his pants, suddenly there was a loud bang, and the door was flung open!
Quick, fling your hands, oh my goodness…
It wasn't Qi Manlin being reckless; she had seen the suspect Lin Mu had left half an hour ago. She knew he was a notorious criminal! Perhaps he had fled after hearing the commotion or moved weapons to the restroom to commit a crime?
After questioning the people near the restroom door, he indeed had gone in and not come out again. It appeared her suspicion was correct! In her anxious state, she could no longer worry about anything else. She kicked open the door, only to be greeted with such a "reception"!
"Bas...tard, you, what are you doing?"
Thinking about this brute's previous kisses and what he'd been doing with his pants down, one easily links him to playing joyfully with his Five-finger Girl inside!
"I… I..."
Faced with the girl's question, Lin Mu's face turned red with embarrassment, tongue-tied. No one would believe anything he said now since the zipper had been fixed. It was useless to explain; might as well let it go since he accidentally benefited. Let her think what she wants!
A group had already gathered outside, all waiting to use the restroom. They were dumbfounded by the scene, instantly reminded of a prelude in a Japanese adult movie, featuring an enchanting girl paired with a sleazy guy: hugging, kissing, doing 'that' – a full-service scene typical of Wan style!
Qi Manlin was, after all, a young girl. Being taken advantage of so greatly in broad daylight, being hugged and having her first kiss snatched away and even being touched in places where a man shouldn't stick his hands, how was she to face her parents and friends after this? Thinking of this made her heartache, teary-eyed, and she couldn't help but sob softly.
Lin Mu didn't know how to console her, as it was indeed his fault, intentional or not. He did hug, kiss her, and even got touched by her. Hmm, wait, how could he feel wronged as the victim, but this girl was crying?
But Qi Manlin kept crying, and Lin Mu could only awkwardly zip up his pants, pointing inside, patiently explaining: "My pants zipper was broken, truly, look... um, of course, it's fixed now... it's not what you think, I wasn't lying, you can see for yourself, just got it fixed…"