At this moment, Ma Xiaotong and Zhang Feng are still in the men's restroom.
Only now, they've moved into the innermost stall.
The door is locked, and they stand face to face, one human one ghost.
The sound of a leisurely whistle drifts through the restroom.
That's right, whoever came in to use the restroom is quite at ease, whistling while doing his business?
Is he afraid he won't be able to pee or something?
But this person seems not to intend to pee at all.
Instead, he's walking straight to the deepest part of the restroom.
As the footsteps come closer, Zhang Feng's heart rises to his throat.
He's not too concerned, but Ma Xiaotong in this situation....
Zhang Feng quickly signals to Ma Xiaotong to pull her pants up quickly.
Ma Xiaotong also understands, knowing there's another man around, even though she's just a fresh corpse, she can't let another man see her.
So, she slowly crouches down.
Zhang Feng is quite relieved and pleased with Ma Xiaotong's obedience.
