Chapter 532: Being Bullied by a Man

The man didn't know how long he had been waiting downstairs, and his thin lips were touched by the cold night breath. However, within a few seconds, his kiss quickly became hot.

Ye Shengge trembled in his arms and could only let her lips be held by him and rolled around by his strong force. Perhaps the kiss was too hot and overbearing. She felt that every cell in her body was trembling. She wanted to cry, scream, and do something to vent the fierce emotions in her chest.

Ji Shiting gradually felt dissatisfied. He picked her up, turned around and pressed her on the car. In this position, he kissed her more deeply. Unknowingly, he had squeezed between her legs and was closely connected with her. Stick it on without leaving any gaps. The woman was still trembling violently, holding his neck with both hands, and the low moan that escaped between her rapid breathing made Ji Shiting more and more unable to control himself.

He breathed heavily, groaned lowly, and turned to kiss her neck and collarbone.

"No..." Ye Shengge finally regained some sense. She put her hands on his chest, trying to ignore the strange touch the man made on her body. Her voice was choked and hoarse, "Shi Ting, don't..."

Ji Shiting bit her earlobe hard, then raised his head, his dark eyes already captured by desire. He stared at the woman's flushed face, and his voice was hoarse: "You took the initiative to send yourself to me. in front of me.”

Ye Shengge was panting, and there was water in her eyes. She struggled a little and tried to stand firm, but Ji Shiting refused to let go and still pressed her hard against the car.

This gesture was too ambiguous, and she was forced to wrap her arms around his waist.

"I'm not..." She wanted to explain, but just as she opened her mouth, the man's hot kiss fell again.

The woman was wearing home clothes. When Ji Shiting pressed her, his chest could almost trace her shape. The soft touch tickled the tip of his heart, and he couldn't help but extend his hot palm from her skirt...

Ye Shengge was weakened by his sudden attack, and her strength to resist him was even weaker. Not to mention that she did not dare to use too much force because she was worried about his injury, and was just pressed against the car by the man and bullied wantonly.

After a while, Ji Shiting suddenly picked her up and his hot, hoarse breath fell on her ears: "Go back to your room or go to the car?"

Ye Shengge was so breathless that he could only shake his head desperately.

"Neither?" He chuckled hoarsely, "Then, go to the hotel?"

"Ji Shiting..." She called his name hoarsely, her voice was soft and full of prayer.

The man's heavy breathing paused slightly, and then he finally put her down.

Ye Shengge's feet were on the ground, and she was still enveloped in the man's arms. He stared at her with lowered eyes, his dark pupils so dark with lust that it made Ye Shengge's heart almost clench.

Although this man was powerful and domineering in bed, he rarely felt so impatient, as if he had been waiting for this moment for too long.

"You..." She lowered her head slightly, avoiding his gaze, "When did you come?"

"Of course I came here after the date." He laughed, with a hint of cold irony in his tone, "You don't need to worry, I sent him home properly and then drove here. I didn't have time yet. Finished a cigarette."