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A strange feeling was emitted from his thigh and gradually spread to his entire body.

Han Qian's face immediately turned red, an intense feeling of shame lingering in her heart.

The two of them were surrounded by an impenetrable wall, making it very difficult for Han Qian to leave this man's side even if she wanted to.

The people around them were either looking at their cell phones or looking at the scenery outside their windows. No one noticed the difference between the young man and woman, whose bodies were tightly pressed together.

Han Qian wanted to push him away, but she was naturally timid. She was afraid that this pervert would get angry from embarrassment, but she was also afraid of being found out, so she could only grit her teeth and endure.

Seeing that Han Qian didn't resist, the man behind her breathed heavily in excitement, and the movements of his hands became bolder and bolder.

Her delicate skin was like a piece of greasy cream, causing men to be unable to let go of her. Han Qian's beautiful long and straight legs made the man's eyes turn red. He didn't expect to see such a fine item on the bus.

The man straightened his upper body and deliberately pushed up against Han Qian's perky hair, the soft touch gradually increasing the evil thoughts in his heart.

If he didn't resist at all, what if he became even more impudent?

Han Qian was on the verge of tears. When had she ever experienced something like this? At this moment, she felt both afraid and embarrassed. She hoped that the bus would stop quickly and she could get off earlier.

This was the first time a man had touched her body like this, except for her husband. Moreover, his movements were very skilled, many times more skillful than Han Qian's husband. Very quickly, Han Qian felt her body turn limp, and a wave of numbing feeling gradually came over her.

Panicking, she twisted her body slightly in an attempt to escape the man's grasp.

How could the man give her the chance to escape? He grabbed her perky peach butt, and the soft touch made the blood in the man's body boil.

"Ugh …"

Han Qian bit her lips to prevent herself from making a sound.

The feeling of her body was getting more and more intense. An intense feeling of numbness assaulted Han Qian's body, causing her to almost be unable to stand up, falling into the arms of the man behind her.

With one hand, the man massaged her perky bottom while the other hand reached into Han Qian's skirt. Under the pincer attack, Han Qian's head was turned into a lump of paste.

Then the man loosened his kneaded hair and pressed his body against Han Qian's. There was almost no gap between them.

Feeling the man stick to her through her thin dress, the shame in Han Qian's heart grew even more.

The man rubbed his hand against her soft hair, causing her to feel even more numb.

Han Qian finally couldn't resist struggling a bit, but she was afraid that if her movements were too big, it would be discovered. Her shaking made the man behind her even more excited.

After a battle, Han Qian's face was flushed red. Her cherry lips slightly opened as her eyes revealed a trace of spring color.

Due to her struggle just now, her skirt was a bit messy. The originally short skirt was lifted a bit higher, revealing her round and smooth hair.

Her slender legs were completely revealed, causing the man's breathing to become even more ragged.

The man rested his head on Han Qian's shoulder, one hand on her slender waist. He unconsciously rubbed it against her, spraying hot air next to Han Qian's ear, causing her to feel even more numb.

Those who did not know of this position would think that they were a pair of intimate lovers.

Han Qian felt that she didn't seem like herself anymore. This strange desire made her lose her ability to think. Only the numbness in her body and the shame in her heart were constantly interweaving …

Han Qian's moving look made the man behind her even more excited. This body was too unrestrained, she couldn't take it even if she just rubbed it a little.

The hand inside the dress slowly moved around, probing the edge of Han Qian's undergarment. This caused Han Qian to wake up as if she had been splashed with cold water on her head.

He couldn't be allowed to continue. His fingers probed the thin fabric, and Han Qian's heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, the bus stopped. Han Qian pushed the man behind her away and followed them out of the bus.

After getting off the car, Han Qian still had a lingering fear.

The feeling of that man touching her was still fresh in her memory. When had Han Qian ever received such humiliation? She immediately felt wronged to the point of almost shedding tears.

She looked at the slightly messy dress on her body. She didn't want to wear it anymore.

On the way home, Zhao Bin noticed that her expression wasn't good and intentionally asked for her concern. Han Qian hesitated, unsure as to whether she should tell Zhao Bin about the bus.

Upon seeing Zhao Bin, Han Qian once again thought of that man who looked similar to her on the bus. Immediately, she felt both embarrassed and annoyed.

What made her feel ashamed was that she still had a faint sense of enjoyment from the unfamiliar thrill.

This caused her to be extremely confused. She constantly scolded herself in her heart, but didn't know how to approach Zhao Bin. Therefore, she could only reply in a perfunctory manner with a few words, passing by in a hurry.

In the evening, as Han Qian lay in bed, she thought about what had happened today on the bus.