Chapter 198 no crying

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing was a little anxious: "don't bite I don't think it's ugly! "

Huo Jingchen chuckled and kissed her on the neck with a cool lip, but he didn't bite her again.

Zhao Siqing was stupefied, and realized that he was teasing himself. His ears were red again.

Huo Jingchen's eyes were a little dark. He wanted to kiss her, but he could not control her until he held her in his arms.

She was soft and fragrant, like countless midnight dreams, and he pressed her under her.

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

Zhao Siqing's lashes trembled slightly, and his breath was disordered. His little hand fell on his shoulder, struggling to push him away.

Huo Jingchen frowned discontentedly, turned her hand on her back and whispered, "don't move."

Zhao Siqing's throat is tight, and he can clearly feel his lip pass over his clavicle, leaving a wet and soft touch, which makes people tremble.

Huo Jingchen's belly was tight, his big hand fell on her leg and pushed the skirt up a little.

Zhao Siqing could feel his changes, but he was frightened and scared. His voice was full of tears: "Huo Jingchen..."

Huo Jingchen's action is slight. He looks up.

The woman in her arms has a pale face, her eyelashes are stained with water mist, and her eyes are full of confusion and uneasiness.

Huo Jingchen wakes up for a moment, his Adam's Adam's apple is moving, and his passion at the bottom of his eyes disappears.

What the fuck is he doing!

Zhao Siqing looked at him with red eyes and did not speak.

Huo Jingchen's heart ached. He put out his hand to tidy up her skirt and whispered, "hold back, don't cry!"

Zhao Siqing slightly lowered his eyes without making a sound, but a drop of tears came down from the corner of his eyes.

Huo Jingchen frowned, reached out to wipe the tears from her face, and said in a hoarse voice, "don't touch you, don't cry."

Zhao Siqing could still detect his desire, and looked at him and said softly, "you let me go."

"Yes." Huo Jingchen's black eyes looked at her directly and gave a faint reply.

Her cold eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, her eyelashes were slightly wet, and she applied more real softness and fear, which made people feel soft for no reason.

After he let go, Zhao Siqing crawled back to the copilot from his sight and looked out of the window.

Huo Jingchen only felt that his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry, and a stream of evil fire was suffocating in his body. He could not be bothered.

He raised his hand and loosened his tie. Then he pulled it off and threw it into the back seat. Without saying a word, he started the car.

The car darted out like a cheetah, and Zhao Siqing turned around and stole a look at him until he drove far away.

He has a white and handsome face, purplish red lips and a slight pressure on the corners of his lips. His eyes are sinister, and he seems to be in a bad mood.

Zhao Siqing didn't dare to talk, just thought of the scene just now, he was in a panic.

Six years ago, the memory came like a flood, and it came to mind like a movie picture.

She still can't forget Still can't forget.

Zhao Siqing looks up at the sullen man on his side and cannot help thinking.

If one day she promised to be with him, would he care?

Even if you don't care, it will be unbearable one day. After all, he is also an adult man with physiological needs.

After thinking about it, Zhao Siqing whispered, "Huo Jingchen..."

As soon as she spoke, Huo Jingchen raised his eyebrows and broke in a deep voice: "shut up."

"Yes?" Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and didn't respond.