C6 (2/2)

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.