Mr. King turned his head and clasped his hands against her waist, imprisoning her in a small corner. Feeling the heat on Mr. King, An Taotao was scared to death. It's too close.

She twisted her body to struggle, "Mr. King, can you let go of me! I'm very uncomfortable!"

"Uncomfortable?" Mr. King rubbed his hands against her waist, his voice suddenly became hoarse. He was also angry. "If you ever twist your body again, I'll do something to make you comfortable!" 

An Taotao was too scared to move. Mr. King buckled the back of her head and immediately let her small face cling to his chest.

At this moment,...