Chapter 6 Friction

Yan Qian would occasionally touch the hard-to-speaking place in the center of her legs. She was very sensitive, comfortable, and embarrassed when she touched her. Every time she touched herself, she always blushed and her heartbeat, and she couldn't resist being tempted by pleasure.

At this time, this shameful place was tightly fitted with my father's hard stuff, and it felt like even my underwear was pushed into the gap.

Because she was too sensitive, she could even feel her father's rough shape and temperature. Although she felt very hot through several layers of fabric, she seemed to be burned. Not only was she blushing, but her legs were also hot and hot.

The phone ringing kept ringing, easing the ambiguity and embarrassment at this moment in time. Yan Qichi held his daughter's waist and moved her a little harder with his wrist to make it easier for him to take out his cell phone from his pocket.

This move made the two of them grind each other hard, which made Yan Qian's whole body soft and she opened her mouth and almost screamed again.

Yan Qichi frowned even more. He couldn't see his daughter's expression, so he could only stare at her back erection neck with his eyes down. From the root of his ear to the neck, there was a flush, and she was shy.

He took out his phone and pressed the switch button.

Hello.

The driver there was a loud voice. Even if it wasn't a loud voice, Yan Qian could vaguely hear: Professor Yan?Where are you?It rained too hard and I couldn't see it clearly.

The specific location of Yan Qichi’s report: Under the stone bridge.

OK, I'll arrive soon.

After hanging up the phone, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Yan Qichi paused and asked Yan Qian: Are their legs numb?Can you stand up?

Yan Qian nodded randomly and said: Yes.After saying that, she tried and stood up tremblingly.

The driver arrived soon, and hesitated for a while.

good.

The wind was still strong and the body was very cold, but because she knew that the car was about to arrive, Yan Qian felt that the coldness was tolerated, but she couldn't help but complain for herself in her heart, saying that she would go out for vacation, but now she seemed to be out for a tribulation and had such an awkward contact with her father, which made her dare not look up at him now.

After a while, a white off-road vehicle rushed out of the rain and fog and stopped by the stone bridge. A short and fat man with two umbrellas came down to pick them up. Yan Qian glanced at the man and recognized the owner of the farmhouse.

At this short distance, the man's face was also covered with rain. He grinned and said: Professor Yan, get in the car quickly. Your wife just got back and asked me to come out to pick you up. The rain was too heavy and she didn't dare to drive out.

Yan Qichi nodded to him, took one of the umbrellas, and then opened it to signal Yan Qian to go over. Yan Qian's legs were still a little soft, and she walked towards him with deep and shallow feet. As soon as she approached, her shoulders were held by her father. The two hid under an umbrella and walked into the rain.

I heard the crackling sound of rain hitting the umbrella and the banging sound of my heart beating.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

I was dancing a little panicked.

On the way back to the farmyard, the boss smiled and explained to them that the climate in the mountains was like this. It looked pretty good, and a gust of clouds could bring about storms. However, this kind of rain came quickly and went quickly, and stopped the next time.

Sure enough, when the car returned to the farmyard, it was already full of clouds and rain, and the blue sky was as clear as if it was washed away.

Yan Hao was playing in the yard. When he saw them walking in, he curled his lips and refused to call others. Obviously he still remembered the incident that his father had criticized in the wild and was feeling wronged.

Yan Qian ignored him and went straight to her room to get the clothes to change her clothes, planning to take a shower. She covered her wet clothes until now, and she was almost dried up, and she felt very uncomfortable.

They lived in a single-family courtyard in a farmhouse. The room was three bedrooms and one living room, with only one bathroom, next to the living room. Yan Qian took her clothes to the bathroom. When she passed by the master bedroom, she vaguely heard Zhao Tian's voice coming from inside.

I didn't expect it would rain, and it was so heavy that I didn't dare to drive the car back.Zhao Tian's voice sounded unnatural, and obviously he realized that he was wrong, but he refused to admit his mistake and could only find a bad excuse.

Yan Qian was too lazy to continue listening. Anyway, her mother always made sense, but it was someone else who ignored her.

When she came out after taking a shower, it was already dark outside. There was a light on the living room and the light was not very bright. Dad was sitting on the single sofa, wearing a shirt casually, with two or three buttons scattered. He was smoking, and white smoke was lingering around him, and his eyes looked at Yan Qian through the layer of smoke.

The eyes seemed careless, but they were very textured, which made Yan Qian feel a little uncomfortable. She thought there was something wrong with her body, so she couldn't help but look down and make sure that her clothes were well-dressed, but her hair was a little wet, and the water droplets fell down at the end of her hair.

dad.She screamed, and only when she spoke she found her voice a little hoarse.

Um.Yan Qichi responded, then pressed the cigarette out in the ashtray, stood up and said to her: They will go for supper in front, you can pack it and go eat it.

After saying that, without waiting for Yan Qian to respond, she picked up the changing clothes on the side and walked towards the bathroom.

When the two passed by, Yan Qian smelled the faint smell of tobacco on her nose.