The man's kiss was overwhelming, with a strong sense of oppression and suffocation.
"Huo Jingchen, calm down... " Zhao Siqing turned her head to dodge, but this action only aggravated him.
Huo Jingchen's eyes were dark red, as if he had not heard her at all.
His slightly cold lips roughly brushed past her lips, her chin, and all the way to her neck and collarbone. There was a strong sense of oppression and forbearance that almost made the two of them devour each other, like a raging wave.
With a muffled sound, Zhao Siqing was forcefully pressed against the huge French window.
The zipper on her dress was roughly pulled open by him, and it slid down her snow-white shoulders a little. Then, his kiss brushed past her back, leaving a warm feeling behind.
Zhao Siqing wanted to turn around, but he pressed her hand against the huge French window.
It was a sunny day outside the window, and there was a lot of traffic downstairs.
After the Zipper on the back of the dress was pulled open, it fell forward uncontrollably, revealing the edge of her underwear.
"Huo Jingchen... I just said that I need to calm down for a while... " Zhao Siqing's eyelashes fluttered, and her voice trembled.
She tried hard to stay calm, but the man's hot kiss made her tense up.
At this moment, Huo Jingchen seemed to be immersed in his own world. His eyes were dark, as if he didn't hear anything.
He kissed her snow-white back inch by inch, and he was crazy to get her.
It seemed that this was the only way to prove that she truly belonged to him.
The Hem of her dress was pushed up by his large hand, and Zhao Siqing's body stiffened.
Her body felt as if there was an electric current flowing through her body, spreading from her tailbone to her limbs and bones, all the way to her brain.
"Siqing... " Huo Jingchen said in a low voice. His voice was so intense that it was boiling hot.
Her back was pressed against his chest. Sensing the reaction under his body, the corners of Zhao Siqing's eyes were a little sore.
Through the huge transparent glass window, outside the window was a world wrapped in silver clothing. Pedestrians were busy, and there were many cars and horses. The entire city was bustling and noisy in the cold winter silence.
Even though she knew that the people outside could not see her, at this moment, Zhao Siqing felt as if she was naked under their eyes. She was naked and looked particularly miserable.
She looked down at her torn clothes and felt an indescribable shame and discomfort.
Zhao Siqing's gaze fell into the distance, and she was a little dazed.
She could not help but think of the scene six years ago.
The same helplessness, the same sadness.
So, was he actually no different from those people... ...
She gradually stopped struggling. She felt his hand and said softly, "Huo Jingchen, if you must have me, can you please go somewhere else? "
She really could not accept such a shameful scene. Even though she knew that the people outside could not see her, she still could not help but feel an indescribable sense of shame.
She also knew that she would not be able to persuade him.
However, if it had to be like this, at least it would not be here.
*
Her words made Huo Jingchen regain some of his rationality.
His gaze fell on the floor-to-ceiling window. He looked at the woman's shadow on the glass and was a little absent-minded.
Her face was Pale, her messy hair, and her eyes were slightly red. There was a coldness and calmness that made him panic.
Huo Jingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his eyes were sore.
Looking at the woman's snow-white back, he took two steps back.
What was he doing?
What was he doing again!