Seeing that An Qing didn't speak, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Then he quickly picked her up and sat on his lap.
He didn't move his hands, but he buried his head in her heart and moved his face closer.
"Hug me, I'm not like you!" An Qing couldn't bear it, her face was hot.
Sheng Xingzhou raised his head with a very serious expression: "What's wrong with me? Isn't this a hug?"
As he spoke, he held her slim waist hand and deliberately raised it to his thigh.
Where she sits under her legs...
At once……
An Qing wanted to get up, but he pulled her back.
"Honey, promise me you can hold me!"
As he spoke, he put one hand around her waist and the other on her back, trying not to let her move.
His hands didn't move, but they were moving in some places...
"Sheng Xing Zhou!"
An Qing really realized what "sitting on pins and needles" meant.
Sheng Xingzhou's thin lips were close to her ear, and his breathing was slightly hot. Every breath made An Qing's body tense up.
He really managed not to move or kiss her.
He just breathed heavily next to her ear, and then his voice was seductive and sexy.
"Wife, don't you want to?"
An Qing suddenly felt that her already tense body was feeling another thunder shock.
An Qing's back teeth are about to collapse.
Sheng Xingzhou, this monster-like man.
He was so seductive!
His breath traveled down her cheeks, neck, and all the way down. The scent of male hormones on his body was so strong that it seemed like everything in this narrow carriage was filled with his scent!
An Qing really couldn't hold it anymore!
She wanted to escape from the hot water quickly, but Sheng Xingzhou's hand kept wrapping around her waist, like an iron hoop, and she couldn't escape.
His face was like a fire burning, and his breathing was irregular.
The voice was helpless and particularly annoying: "Sheng Xingzhou..."
Sheng Xingzhou's breath came close to her, and his breath met hers.
"Wife, do you want to kiss me, eh?"
As he spoke, he rubbed her chin with his rolled Adam's apple. If she didn't say anything, he would use a little more force.
"Give it or not, give it or not, give it or not..."
It's annoying and alluring.
An Qing felt as if she had fallen into an endless sea, with the ups and downs filled with surging dampness.
She really wanted to have the guts to tell him to go away, or to pull him further away by his ears.
But her body can't lie. Every pore on her skin seems to be screaming, "Kiss me faster!"
Her mind was in a mess. If she opened her mouth, the flag she had just set would fall to the ground!
Sheng Xingzhou saw that she was unmoved, and wrapped his slender fingers around her clenched fist.
Then he opened her wet palms bit by bit.
His slender fingers gently scratched her palm...
An Qing felt the itch spread from the palm of her hand to the tip of her heart.
It was like millions of ants crawling in her heart at the same time.
"Little liar, my wife, you are a little liar... Well, your palms are all sweaty..." His hoarse voice was close to her ear, and he smiled wickedly.
"Wife, talk."
An Qing just didn't speak and bit her lip.
OK, let's see how long she can hold on.
He deliberately raised his leg, which frightened An Qing and immediately wanted to clench her fists.
However, his big hand forced her fingers to open, but she was not allowed to hold them tightly.
He also forced her to look at him with a blushing face.
"I didn't move around, didn't I break your rules?" His voice was extremely serious.
An Qing glared at him angrily, but his face was full of amusement.
Lifted the leg again...
An Qing collapsed instantly, and her face looked like it was about to bleed.
No matter how comfortable he felt, it was like being roasted on a charcoal fire.
He asked softly again: "Do you really not want to?"
Before An Qing could answer, he had already moved his head to her neck, and his heavy breath spread on the skin of her neck, making her heart tremble.
Let's see which of them can survive.
He moved all the way up, holding her face again and touching her nose to nose.
"Wife..." His voice was already hoarse, as if he had run ten kilometers.
Before he could react, An Qing raised her chin, and her four lips finally touched together.
At this moment, Sheng Xingzhou felt like fireworks exploding in his mind.
It wasn't easy, and his seduction finally succeeded!
Sheng Xingzhou's kiss came like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
It was hot and hard, and his hands pinched her waist, as if he wanted to break her.
An Qing clung to his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her lips were forced to be raised and bitten by him.
The more they kissed, the more entangled they became. He was eager and fierce, and his breath was so hot that her face hurt.
When Sheng Xingzhou's fiery kiss went from her lips down her neck, she couldn't help but want to clench her hands again, but his palms pressed against her again, and he refused to allow her to clench her fists.
Just when An Qing lost her sense of control, he kissed his head lower and lower. An Qing wanted to grab his hair to stop him, but his hair was cut very short recently, and she couldn't grab it.
Her voice was pitiful: "You can't..."
The fire between the two people was already burning to the point of exploding, but she was still holding on.
Sheng Xingzhou thought to himself that he would be more thorough in his seduction next time.
"Okay, I will abide by your rules!"
As soon as she finished speaking, An Qing couldn't help but snorted softly.
Because when he raised his head, the tip of his tongue swiped across her neck to the outline of her ears, and the numbing feeling instantly spread to every corner of her body.
An Qing wanted to shrink her hand, but Sheng Xingzhou refused.
He finally knew that her Achilles' heel was her hand, so he wouldn't let her make a fist or use any force.
But An Qing was held by him in such a posture, her upper and lower body was lost, and she felt very passive.
He hung her as if she was hanging in the sky, rising and falling, making her extremely uncomfortable...
But Sheng Xingzhou was very addicted. His hot breath was rubbing against her neck and ears.
If things continued like this, An Qing felt that all her concentration had collapsed.
She wanted to divert her attention: "Where else are we going to play?"
It's actually still early.
Sheng Xingzhou didn't answer her words and continued to nibble her ears gently.
How could An Qing withstand him like this? Her body tensed up again and again.
He refused to let her go, and An Qing almost turned into clay in his hands.
She grabbed his clothes and said in a helpless voice: "Is this how you listen to me?"
Every inch of Sheng Xingzhou's body was swollen, especially since she was still sitting on his lap. In fact, he had already been tortured to death.
But he liked being tortured like this, especially when he saw An Qing being seduced and unable to control herself.
Even torture is mixed with sweetness.
He buried his head between her neck, his breath was so hot that An Qing was so scared that she didn't dare to move.
After a long time, he slowly raised his head, his voice filled with a hint of emptiness: "Why am I disobedient, huh?"
When she realizes it.
An Qing's face suddenly turned red and she couldn't help but push his arm, "Put me down!"
Sheng Xingzhou refused to let go and insisted on holding her.
His voice was very magnetic: "You, an arsonist, lit a fire and are not responsible for extinguishing it?"