C6 (1/2)

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.