Chapter 36 Licking

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the glass windows on all sides turned into small waterfalls, and the water flow continued to wash down, making people unable to see the scene outside.

In the carriage, they were so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing clearly.

Is the ice cream delicious?Dad asked her.

Yan Qian looked down at the cup and nodded: It's quite sweet.

Yan Qichi's eyes were dim and he looked at her intently, and after a while, he said: Can I taste it?

Try it?

Yan Qian was stunned. She only had a glass of ice cream, the first spoon, Dad wanted to... how did he taste it?

Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Yan Qichi's voice was calm and said: Scoop a spoonful and I'll try it, is it OK?

Yan Qian then realized her reaction, her cheeks were slightly hot, and she quickly scooped a spoonful of ice cream and handed it over.

Yan Qichi's eyes remained on her face, but he just supported his elbows on the handrail, leaned over slowly, opened his mouth and held her spoon.

He ate very slowly, as if he was savoring it carefully, and it took her a while to get her spoon back.

Looking at the spoon in her hand, Yan Qian felt a little embarrassed. She shared a spoon with her father, which was too close. However, when she thought of the two having done something closer, she felt throbbing in her heart again.

I don't know when the rain will be a little lighter.Yan Qian had nothing to say, the silent atmosphere was too ambiguous, which made her heart beat faster and seemed to be about to get sick.

Feeling bored?Yan Qichi asked her softly.

Yan Qian shook her head and lowered her head to continue eating ice cream.

Yan Qichi looked at her shy and timid appearance, feeling a little itchy and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he couldn't smoke in the confined space, so he reached out to lit the music in the car and said: Listen to the music.

He usually likes to listen to some gentle and soothing songs. As soon as he clicks on it, a low and sexy jazz song is slowly heard from the speaker. He was stunned, but he didn't skip, allowing ambiguous singing to fill the entire car.

The male singer's almost gasping for breath, listening in such an atmosphere makes people feel red and hot.

The air around seemed to become sticky.

Suddenly, a lightning bolt pierced the sky, instantly illuminating the dark world. Then, a thunder exploded, and the sound was very loud, as if it was nearby. Yan Qian was shocked and almost couldn't hold the ice cream cup in her hand.

Seeing this, Yan Qichi said: It’s okay, it’s just thunder, are you afraid?

Yan Qian was indeed afraid of thunder. When she was young, a friend of her grandfather was struck to death by lightning. At that time, she was still young and didn't understand the probability issue. She only knew that thunder would kill people, and no one explained it to her. When she grew up, she left a little psychological shadow.

At this moment, my father asked, and she nodded honestly.

Immediately afterwards, another lightning bolt fell, and the thunder exploded, and this time it sounded closer.

Yan Qian shrank a little.

Yan Qichi bent down and adjusted the seat back a little, then reached out to her and said: Come here.

Yan Qian looked up at him in a daze, and saw his eyes heavy and said: Come here, I'll hug you.

Looking at the big hand spread towards her, Yan Qian was stunned and handed her hand to him. Then her father pulled her up, stepped over the center console, and sat on his lap.

The moment she sat down, a thunder sounded again, but this time, Yan Qian was no longer afraid because she was tightly held in her father's arms, and his arms were very warm and safe.

Yan Qian slowly rested her head on his shoulder.

The father and daughter snuggled together so quietly until the thunder gradually became smaller and no longer felt shocked.

When she sat up, Yan Qian heard her father say in a low voice: Ice cream has touched you.

Yan Qian realized that she had just held the ice cream cup in her hand. Even though she was held by her father, the cup was not loosened. I don’t know how to get it. A small ball of ice cream touched her neck, but she didn’t notice it.

Yan Qian wanted to get up, but found that her posture with her father was too ambiguous. She was spreading her legs apart and riding on her father's hips, while their genitals were tightly pressed against each other through her pants.

Yan Qian's heartbeat instantly missed, and she supported her father's shoulder and wanted to get up, but her waist was tightly clamped by his arms to prevent her from getting up. She was both ashamed and anxious and said: I'll wipe it with a tissue.

Dad looked at her with his chin slightly raised his chin, and after a while he said hoarsely: You can wipe it without a tissue.

As he said that, he slowly put his face up and stuck out his tongue to lick her neck.

Well... The sudden movement made her hum softly.

The man's tongue was flexible and erotic. After sweeping away the ball of ice cream, he did not leave, but lingered on his delicate skin, as if he was licking the most delicious food, licking it from top to bottom, leaving a clear water stain.

His hands kept rubbing Yan Qian's waist, and his warm breathing sprayed on her neck, as if he was sucking, which gradually made her consciousness become blurred. The ice cream cup in her hand was almost unsteady and was trembling slightly.

After holding the cup for so long, the ice cream inside had almost melted. Yan Qichi reached out and scooped a spoonful of it and slowly poured it onto her collarbone. It held some of the collarbone, and the other half quickly flowed downwards into her collar.

Ah…Good ice.Yan Qian murmured unbearably.

Yan Qichi's eyes were dark, and there was a thick desire rolling in his eyes.

He opened her neckline and took a look.

The next second, he buried his face deeply in.