Emily gritted her teeth. "I'll definitely crucify her when I go home!"
Faced with his suspicious eyes, she touched her forehead and defended for herself. "I don't want to upset my aunt, so I agreed to see this man. I know bigamy is against the law, and I will never cheat on you. Trust me!"
"Is that so?" Simon narrowed his eyes.
"Yes!" Emily nodded heavily, pursed her lips and continued, "Don't say anything about us. If he tells my aunt, I will get myself killed! Just to be on the safe side, when we go back to our seats, you'd better leave on the plea of having work to do in hospital. Do you hear me?"
"Mn." Simon looked thoughtful and gave an ambiguous reply.
"That's a deal. Let's go!" After that, Emily turned around, unlocked the door and was about to go out.
Simon, however, stopped her and took out a cigarette case from his pocket and said, "I have to get cigarettes."
Emily resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him and patiently leaned against the door to wait.
Simon meant trouble, so he was maddeningly slow. The metal lighter made blue flames. He cocked his head as held it towards the cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and slowly blew a ring of smoke.
Seeing him smoke slowly, Emily, who peeped through the gate to see outside for fear that someone would come in at any time, anxiously asked, "Hey, how soon can you finish it?"
He didn't answer her as the air was thick with smoke.
Emily was choked by the smoke. She fanned herself in a bad mood, and her other hand was tightly wrapped by him. She had to keep waiting and urging him to hurry up.
Simon just pretended not to hear. He was looking out through the crack of the door. When he saw a waiter leading the man who was left in his seat coming over, a crafty look came to his eyes.
"Sir, come this way, please!"
As the voice got closer, Simon suddenly stubbed out the cigarette in his hand. "Let's go.
Hearing this, Emily thought that she could finally leave here. Just as she was about to turn around and open the door, she was suddenly flung into his arms and then pressed against the wall next to her.
She immediately cried out in a low voice, "Hey, you... oh!"
Before she had a chance to react, he drew his lip into her mouth, his tongue lapping up her flavor. She was overwhelmed by the smell of tobacco and his own smell. She couldn't struggle, and she was kissed so heavily that her breath became rapid and her chest heaved.
A few steps away from the door, the man, who had been waiting patiently for them, was called over by the waiter. When he was wondering what was going on, he heard the sound of kissing coming from inside.
When he saw the two people who snuggled close up to each other, the expression suddenly altered from confusion to astonishment...
When she was let go, she felt a sharp pain in her teeth.
She glared at the culprit in shame and anger. "Simon, what are you doing!"
Simon looked at her and rubbed his lips with his fingers. "I can't help it."
"..." Emily was bashful.
Wiping away his smell left on her mouth, she ran out of the bathroom with a red face. After returning to the hall, she calmed down and walked slowly as if nothing had happened before.
When they got back to the table by the window, they found that no one was there.
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