Xing Huo kissed her face again and again, Qiao Zhishu was afraid that the makeup on her face would be ruined by kissing her.
"Stop kissing."
"Then tell me, do you want to spend your husband's money?"
Qiao Zhishu was lying in his arms, tightly held by his arms, making it difficult to move.
"No flowers."
His kiss moved to Qiao Zhishu's ear, and his breathing became heavier, hitting her eardrums. "Are you being harsh?"
"It doesn't cost anything, I can work part-time myself."
As soon as Qiao Zhishu finished speaking, he called out, "Ah——"
He bit the soft ear, and Xing Huo reluctantly used force, grinding the tips of his teeth against Qiao Zhishu's ear bones, "You might as well work part-time for me, okay?"
Qiao Zhishu raised his itchy legs and kicked them on the seat.
She was wearing a skirt, so it was inevitable that she would be exposed. The driver did not dare to look behind her, but he wisely put down the screen.
"I'm not responsible for my actions being so big and being noticed by others."
As Xing Huo said, he touched the hem of Qiao Zhishu's skirt with one hand. He didn't hold it down for her, but moved his palm along her leg.
She quickly closed her legs, unable to fight him, and her head banged against his chest.
"What can I do if I work part-time for you?"
Xing Huo buried himself in Qiao Zhishu's neck, his lips touched her arteries, and he could clearly feel the beating.
"It's OK inside and out."
"You are a gangster."
Qiao Zhishu pushed her legs harder.
Xing Huo's hand could no longer go up, and he was a little dissatisfied when he said, "Qiaoqiao, you trapped my hand inside."
Qiao Zhishu turned her face to the side, her whole cheeks were flushed, as if they had just been touched by wine.
"Xing Huo, can you stop talking nonsense? Can they hear you from the front?"
"What's the matter? We are husband and wife, it's legal."
Xing Huo couldn't move his hands, and his fingertips traced the sides of her legs. Qiao Zhishu pushed his wrist hurriedly, "Shall we get out of the car and go for a walk? I'm so full from eating. I need to exercise."
"Then why don't you get home quickly and I can exercise with you?"
Qiao Zhishu covered her face with her hands. He always did this, saying some words without thinking about whether she could bear it.
"I want to take a walk with you. My friends all go on dates and go shopping when they are in love, but I don't."
Xing Huo can also understand. What little girl doesn't like romance?
Those little boys in school were very good at doing one thing, and Xing Huo didn't want her to think he was boring.
He asked the driver to stop the car on the side of the road. Qiao Zhishu hurriedly sat up, wiped his face with his hands, and fiddled with his hair twice.
Xing Huo helped her straighten the corners of her skirt, then opened the car door and followed her out.
At night, the air outside was filled with coldness. Qiao Zhishu didn't wear a coat, so Xing Huo took off his suit and put it on her.
She likes to wear his clothes, which are wide and comfortable, so that she doesn't have to hold her posture straight and can relax.
Qiao Zhishu took the initiative to hold Xing Huo's hand. It was so late, and some mobile stalls were out on the street.
Some push a mobile cart, and some simply decorate it with a trunk and use it as a stall.
Qiao Zhishu seemed to like this kind of excitement. Seeing her enthusiasm, Xing Huo wanted to remind her that you can have a look, but don't buy it.
He always wanted to give her the best, but Xing Huo didn't say anything right now.
As long as she is happy, she can do whatever she wants.
This man usually follows the same rules, and the only one who can make him make an exception is Qiao Zhishu.