Housemaid Knocks at My Door at Night

Just a little bit more and he would have been able to pinch that white arrogance, and then squeeze it until it deformed in his hand, causing Han Qian to be even more immersed in her lust.    

    

Maybe he could go with the flow in the car... As he thought of that scene, an evil thought emerged in Zhao Bin's mind.    

    

Very quickly, he suppressed his impulse, wanting Han Qian to hand him over willingly.    

    

Zhao Bin adjusted Han Qian's body, fastened her safety belt, and sat in the driver's seat.    

    

A gust of cold wind blew past, clearing Han Qian's mind.    

    

After waking up from her stupor, she thought back to everything that had just happened. Her shame had reached its peak.    

    

Since Zhao Bin didn't take the opportunity to do anything to her, Han Qian's favorable impression of him rose to a whole new level.    

    

This caused Han Qian's heart to waver.    

    

Zhao Bin was such an outstanding man. He was considerate and considerate, and he treated her so well. It was hard for her not to be tempted by him.    

    

With this kind of development, Han Qian was truly afraid that she would let Chen Shan down first.    

    

Chen Shan's kindness to her was still fresh in her mind. Guilt took over Han Qian's heart, and it was even more intense than before.    

    

When they reached home, Han Qian organized the gifts Zhao Bin had given her. He bought almost everything she could use and put his full heart into it.    

    

When she reached the last bag, Han Qian took out a thin nightgown.    

    

Han Qian had never seen pajamas so revealing. It was made up of only a few thin pieces of cloth, and the chest was cut very low. The most outrageous thing was that the thighs were hollowed out in some places.    

    

In her eyes, wearing this kind of pajamas was no different from not wearing one at all.    

    

Han Qian found it hard to accept, and pressed her clothes to the bottom of the wardrobe with a blush.    

    

The next morning, Han Qian left her keys at home when she went out to buy vegetables.    

    

Helpless, he could only call Zhao Bin. At the moment, Zhao Bin was at work, so he called Han Qian to come to the company.    

    

Arriving at the scene, Han Qian was slightly surprised. She knew that Zhao Bin was very capable, but she didn't think that Zhao Bin would open such a large company.    

    

After entering, Han Qian accepted the treatment of "VIP status". Zhao Bin had greeted them a long time ago and respectfully led Han Qian to Zhao Bin's office.    

    

Han Qian burst into Zhao Bin's field of vision like a bright flash of light.    

    

She was wearing a sexy dress with long straight legs. He wriggled his slender waist as if trying to seduce someone.    

    

Han Qian herself did not notice the coquettish charm that she unconsciously exuded. She was like a completely different person from two months ago. Furthermore, she had been created by him. Zhao Bin was very satisfied.    

    

Han Qian, who had been restless all night, couldn't help but feel a little impatient when she saw Han Qian's sexy appearance.    

    

He approached Han Qian and wrapped his arms around her slender, snake-like waist.    

    

Zhao Bin's burning gaze landed on Han Qian, as if he wanted to crush her from head to toe.    

    

Han Qian's face reddened as she hurriedly pushed Zhao Bin away. "Brother Zhao ?"    

    

Han Qian was emitting an elegant fragrance, and her perky, peachy buttocks made Zhao Bin's heart itch. He wanted to directly pinch them.    

    

Although Han Qian was pushing him, she didn't use much strength in her hands. Zhao Bin's big hand was pressed against Han Qian's thigh as he slowly moved it up.    

    

When he touched her perky hair, Zhao Bin grabbed it and lightly squeezed it.    

    

Han Qian was instantly shocked and embarrassed. How could Zhao Bin be so daring?!    

    

She tried to stop Zhao Bin's movements, "Brother Zhao, there are so many people here, don't do this."    

    

Zhao Bin's heart skipped a beat. "Then when there's no one left, it'll be fine?"    

    

Zhao Bin squeezed twice more, and Han Qian felt a slight itch spread out from between her eyebrows.    

    

The feeling of playing soft hands is just as I imagined... He sighed in his heart.    

    

Such a delicate and charming appearance was truly attractive. Zhao Bin had a bad idea. He really wanted to press Han Qian down on the desk, grab her beautiful hair and rub it.    

    

With her delicate buttocks in Zhao Bin's palm, every time he moved, Han Qian's body would tremble.    

    

Han Qian was extremely embarrassed. She was afraid that someone outside would notice it, so she bit her lips to prevent herself from making a sound.    

    

As she leaned against the door, her body began to soften.    

    

"Little Qian, why can't you make a sound? No one will hear you."