Chapter 642

"Get off."

Zhou Qian's voice was cold.

But Wang Dahai acted as if he hadn't heard, continuing to lie on top of her, grabbing her fullness, kissing her cheeks.

It was like kissing a piece of art, his tongue lightly wandering, inciting her recently satisfied body to respond once again.

Zhou Qian pursed her lips and said, "Move!"

Wang Dahai smiled, then got off her.

However, just as Zhou Qian was about to get up and leave, Wang Dahai suddenly hugged her from behind.

He pulled her body tightly into his embrace, his hands reaching from behind to grab her fullness and play with it.

A surge of anger welled up within Zhou Qian. She intended to scold him, but the words reached her lips and then she swallowed them back down.

It was as if she had resigned herself to it, or perhaps it just didn't matter to her anymore.

After a moment, she felt Wang Dahai's reaction again.

Then, his hand moved down, grasped her large buttocks, and began to knead forcefully.