C1147 No Sense of Morality No Sense of Common Sense!
C1147 No Sense of Morality No Sense of Common Sense!
At this moment, they could clearly feel each other's breathing and heartbeats. In the darkness, Zhang Xiaofan's face suddenly leaned forward.
Her cheeks subconsciously retreated, but in the next moment, she moved closer. The two of them looked at each other, staring into each other's eyes. In this serene environment, it was as if they could see each other's thoughts.
Zhang Xiaofan exerted force and pulled the girl into his embrace.
A heavy voice reverberated within the quiet carriage. The interior of the carriage reverberated with soothing, elegant jazz. It was as if one was in a concert.
The atmosphere between the two became even more pink, as though the air was filled with pink bubbles!
Zhang Xiaofan was like a playful kitten, fully displaying his innate curiosity. He was so focused that he seemed to have completely forgotten himself.
"Boom …" Dong … "Boom …"
At this moment, Zhao Ying'er's heartbeat became faster and faster.
Zhang Xiaofan could clearly feel the fingernail of the young girl scratching him on the back of his neck.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan pressed the adjustment button on the seat and it gradually fell backwards.
Zhang Xiaofan used his hands to support the seat cushion beneath him as he slowly sat up. He subconsciously looked at the young girl's pretty face.
"Beep..." Beep... "Beep..."
Just when the two of them were in the back seat of the Bentley Muchan SPED, hugging each other, an extremely ear-piercing sound of a siren, accompanied by a thick sense of unhappiness, suddenly came from the back of the car.
"Don't …"
Hearing the sharp sound of the whistle, Zhao Ying'er suddenly woke up from her previous intoxicated state. She immediately pushed Zhang Xiaofan away.
Xiao Yan's small hand was somewhat panicking as he tidied it up. His tattered clothes and hair were all in disarray. His chest was also repeatedly heaving up and down.
Her exquisite oval face seemed to have a blush on it, and her ears were red to the point that blood was about to drip out …
Zhang Xiaofan cursed in his heart as he heard the car whistle louder than the other cars.
Mom, I was just about to enter a perfect situation. I was preparing to attack you and enjoy a wonderful symphony.
But who would have thought that at this crucial moment, you would be at the back, playing the flute for me?
From the looks of it, he had to avoid having too many people around him in the future.
It was best that the more remote the place was, the better it would be. When the time came, there would still be people who would harm the two of them!
After Zhang Xiaofan was disturbed, he lost all interest.
He tidied up his clothes and told Zhao Ying'er, who was still blushing and making ostriches with her head down, to wait in the car for him. He would be right back.
Afterwards, Zhang Xiaofan returned to the front row and started the engine. He then brought Zhao Ying'er back to the school …
After that, he would make Zhao Ying'er …