Hearing this, Zhao Siqing was a little anxious: "Don't bite... I'm not ugly! ”

Huo Jingchen chuckled, and the slightly cool lips gently dropped a kiss on her neck, but he didn't bite her again.

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he was teasing himself, and his ears turned a little red.

Huo Jingchen's eyes were a little dark, he wanted to kiss her, but until he really held her in his arms, he couldn't control it.

She was soft and fragrant, like a million midnight dreams, and he pressed her under him.

His kiss fell gently on her neck socket, fine and dense, and gradually kissed her delicate collarbone along the snow-white neck.

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, his breathing was a little chaotic, and his little hand fell on his shoulder, struggling to push him away.

Huo Jingchen frowned dissatisfiedly, put her hand on her waist, and said in a low voice, "Don't move." ”

Zhao Siqing's throat tightened, and he could clearly feel his lip flap skimming his collarbone, leaving a wet and soft touch, which made people's hearts tremble.

Huo Jingchen's lower abdomen tightened, and his big hand fell on her lap, pushing the skirt up a few points.

Zhao Siqing could feel his changes, he was shocked and frightened, and there was more crying in his voice: "Huo Jingchen ......"

Huo Jingchen paused slightly and looked up.

The woman in her arms had a pale face, her eyelashes were stained with mist, and her eyes were full of panic and uneasiness.

Huo Jingchen came to his senses in an instant, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and the lust in his eyes dissipated a little.

Damn, what is he doing!

Zhao Siqing looked at him with red eyes and didn't make a sound.

Huo Jingchen's heart ached, he stretched out his hand to arrange her skirt, and said in a low voice: "Hold back, don't cry!" ”

Zhao Siqing lowered her eyes slightly and didn't make a sound, but a tear came down the corner of her eyes.

Huo Jingchen frowned, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from her face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't touch you, don't cry." ”

Zhao Siqing could still sense his desire, looked at him and said softly, "You let go of me." ”

"Yes." Huo Jingchen looked at her with dark eyes and responded lightly.

Her cold eyes were covered with a layer of mist, her eyelashes were slightly wet, and she had a touch of real softness and panic, which made people's hearts soften for no reason.

After he let go, Zhao Siqing avoided his gaze and climbed back to the co-pilot, looking sideways out the window without speaking.

Huo Jingchen only felt that his mouth was dry, and an evil fire was holding in his body, and he couldn't do it.

He raised his hand and loosened his tie, then ripped it off and threw it in the back seat, starting the car without saying a word.

The car flew out like a cheetah, and it wasn't until it was far away that Zhao Siqing turned his head and secretly glanced at him.

He had a gloomy and handsome white face, his red lips pursed lightly, the corners of his lips pressed down slightly, his eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Zhao Siqing didn't dare to speak, but when he thought of the scene just now, he panicked.

Memories of six years ago are flooding in like a tidal wave, and memories are intertwined with each other like movie screens.

She still can't forget... I still can't forget it.

Zhao Siqing raised his eyes to look at the sulking man beside him, and couldn't help but think about it.

If one day she agrees to be with him, will he care?

Even if you don't care, will you be unbearable one day, after all, he is also an adult man who will have physical needs.

After thinking about it, Zhao Siqing said softly: "Huo Jingchen......"

As soon as she spoke, Huo Jingchen furrowed her brows and interrupted in a deep voice: "Shut up." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and didn't react.