Reborn Hot Wife

Mary Kinson’s beautiful fox eyes narrowed slightly, seeming to understand that Meny would not let her go alone if she said yes.

She could not help but smile and gently pushed his hand away, “Do not worry, I will not take any chances. I want to go to the bathroom. Do you want to go with me?”

As Meny listened to the toilet, his face flushed, and he was always a teenager with thin skin.

“I … I am not going.”

Avis smiled as well and nodded towards Mary Kinson: “Then let us settle up first, and you should be careful.”

Mary Kinson shook her head and smiled peacefully, “Nothing.”

She then watched Meny walk away. The smile on her face instantly disappeared, and she turned and ran to the backstage area.

All the doors in the back area are locked tight. Mary Kinson thinking someone had come in and interfered, and the general sites were being checked.

She ran down the corridor, thinking which way the suspect would run, but since William investigated this, it was not theoretically her job to find him on her own.

So she was not going to search. She was going to wait directly for the William Black results.

The thought was only there for a second, and she suddenly shuddered.

What the hell is going on here?

Just getting along with the big devil for a few days gave her the idea to rely on him.

No, no, no.

She raised her hand and slapped her forehead to dispel the absurd idea. Suddenly she heard footsteps behind her, hurried and empty.

Turning, she saw a man in sportswear, zipped up to his neck and his eyes lowered, walk past her.

That’s suspicious.

She leaned against the wall in the corner, saw through the reflection where the man was, and saw him go into the ladies room.

It seems that he is evading the person’s investigation and hiding in the ladies’ room.

She can enter the women’s restroom without a second thought.

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She immediately made her way to the restroom, pushed the door shut with the back of her hand, and when she turned around, she saw that almost all the rooms were closed.

Mary Kinson went to the mirror and turned on the faucet to wash her hands while at the same time watch for movement in each room.

After washing her hands and pretending to go to the bathroom, she pushed open one door after another.

The first two rooms were closed, and she pushed back.

Someone inside made a noise, “Someone.”

Mary Kinson apologized in a low voice, “Sorry.”

Then she pushed away one room at a time, only pushing away the last one, but there was no sound inside.

Mary Kinson’s eyes narrowed slightly, and her ears pricked up slightly, for she suspected it was the man hiding here.

“Anyone?”

The sound of landing is like falling into the depths, and there is no answer.

Mary Kinson moved closer, increased her strength, and knocked on the door.

Knock, knock – Mary Kinson said deliberately, “Is there anyone in there? I am in a hurry to go to the bathroom.”

Still no answer was heard, so she took the cleaning tool and was ready to open the door to catch the suspect.

Suddenly there was a slight movement inside, and it was someone.

Mary Kinson took a step back, clutching the mop with both hands, waiting for the person to come out.

Sure enough, the door bolt in the room rang, and Mary Kinson her nerves tensed, ready to go.

The door was opened, and the people inside quickly jumped out. They quickly rushed over and knocked Mary Kinson right onto the floor.

Men are powerful. Mary Kinson sat down on the wet floor and was pulled back a bit without force.

She hastily looked up, only to see the figure of a sweatshirt pass her eyes, then stepped on the sink and jumped out of the curtains with powerful movements.

The street was outside the nightclub, and it would be difficult to track the suspect if he ran out.

Mary Kinson’s heart was in a hurry and just wanted to hold him.

She made a loud noise and was about to get up when she put her hands on the floor, “Hello!”

Her fingers touched something wet and greasy, and the sticky touch caused her to suddenly withdraw her hand and unconsciously turn her head to take a look.

The black, long coiled body was writhing on the ground, and the scarlet letter stood out.

It was a snake!

How could there be snakes in a place like this? !

Suddenly her body seemed to collapse, she remained rigidly in place and did not react.

All her life, she had not been afraid of anything, but she was afraid of snakes.

This fear of the heart made her lose her ability to think for a short time.

A bang – the window was closed.

The suspect took advantage of the woman’s daze and climbed out the window.

Mary Kinson frowned when she heard this. She looked up at the window and could not see the figure. In a low voice, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn it, let him get away!

Damn snakes!

She looked at the snake she had just touched with her fingers, her eyebrows drawing together and her eyes filling with disgust and resistance to the snake.

She fought her nausea and carefully prepared to stand.

Having been bitten by a snake as a child, the psychological shadow it caused was huge, so now she was scared to death of snakes.

Once bitten by a snake, ten years of being afraid of straw ropes – people have similarities.

She forced herself not to pay attention to the snake, just turned and saw the floor behind her, and her legs hit the wall.

Pupils constricted, clearly reflecting the snakes crawling around on the floor, constantly running out of each room as if this was not a bathroom, but a den of snakes.

The snakes moved slowly toward her, and the ones in front had their heads out and were spitting red letters toward her.

Mary Kinson stared at the snake at her feet, not daring to move. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket, which was very slow.

She was afraid the snakes would swarm together if she was not careful.

Snakes gathered at her feet, and even crawled across her instep. She felt like she was walking on the tip of a knife and felt uncomfortable.