Zhao Xue grasped the doorknob, staring at the embracing and kissing couple, her little face instantly flushing red.

Jiang Rou, embarrassed, buried her head in Wang Dahai's chest, while Wang Dahai looked quite displeased.

"Don't you know how to knock when you come in?"

"I, I have something to talk to you about." Zhao Xue knew she was in the wrong, her voice coming out a bit softer.

At that moment, there were footsteps outside, and Lin Wanqiu's voice rose, "What's going on?"

She arrived at the door, only to see the two still in each other's embrace.

She cast a complicated look at Wang Dahai, then silently walked away.

Wang Dahai noticed her expression, his heart aching.

It looked like his sister-in-law was feeling jealous again.

Damn, this Zhao Xue really was a troublemaker.

He let go of Jiang Rou and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him, asking, "What did you want?"

"I, I want to go home and get some clothes, but it's dark and I'm a little scared to go alone. I was hoping you could come with me," Zhao Xue said with a hint of embarrassment.

"Let's go then."

Wang Dahai didn't feel it was appropriate to say anything else, and directly walked outside.

Before leaving, he looked back, didn't see his sister-in-law and guessed she must have gone back to her room to sulk alone.

On the way, Zhao Xue suddenly asked, "Are you and sister Jiang Rou talking about being friends?"

"Hmm."

"How did you manage to win her over?"

"That's none of your business."

"I was just asking, forget it if you don't want to talk about it, stingy." Zhao Xue pouted her lips.

After a while, she asked again, "Have you slept with her?"

Wang Dahai's lips twitched. This girl was too bold, asking anything at all.

But considering what she and his sister-in-law talked about in bed, Wang Dahai found it normal.

This girl was far from innocent, dressing so revealingly to go to a bar, and then getting drunk as a skunk.

If he hadn't arrived in time, she might have ended up with some unknown man that very night.

And even if it had happened, he figured Zhao Xue wouldn't be too heartbroken.

She seemed to take these matters quite lightly.

"You guess," Wang Dahai teased her purposefully.

"Forget it if you don't want to say, I can't be bothered guessing."

The two arrived at Liu Lin's home, Zhao Xue unlocked the door and went inside, while Wang Dahai sat in the living room waiting for her.

Zhao Xue quickly packed a few pieces of clothing into a bag.

Coming out of the room, she suddenly remembered the embarrassing scene that Wang Dahai had witnessed the day before.

Then she thought of Wang Dahai teaching her to exercise, and the bulging "big tent" under his underwear.

"Are you ready?" Wang Dahai stood up as he saw her coming out.

"Not yet."

Zhao Xue put the bag on a chair and walked over to the TV cabinet, saying, "I'm looking for a charger."

With her back to Wang Dahai, she bent down to open a drawer.

She wore a pair of loose shorts and a tight tank top.

As she bent, her shorts' legs pulled up due to the waistband, revealing the tops of her thighs and the areas where they connected to her buttocks.

The curve of her buttocks was clearly visible.

Her bottom wasn't as big as his sister-in-law's or Liang Jiagia's, quite petite and delicate, but also very full and round, straining the shorts so the crease was particularly clear.

With her thighs slightly together, even the shape of her "little mouth" was faintly discernible below the crease.

"Eh, I remember the charger being right here." Zhao Xue mumbled to herself, unable to find it after rifling through, so she moved over to the coffee table to search.

"Move over a bit." She pushed Wang Dahai's knee, then stood between the sofa and the coffee table, bending over to open the drawer.

At such a close distance, Wang Dahai could see even more clearly.

The tight tank top perfectly outlined the curve of her waist, and her upturned butt challenged Wang Dahai's gaze.

All I had to do was reach out, and I could touch it.

"Huh, why isn't it here? I remember it being right here."

Zhao Xue muttered to herself as she closed the drawer and turned to look elsewhere.

But as she lifted her foot to leave, she accidentally tripped over Wang Dahai's leg and lost her balance, about to fall.

Wang Dahai reacted swiftly, hooking his arm around her waist, and in the next second, both of them rolled onto the couch.

Zhao Xue's entire body lay on top of Wang Dahai, chest to chest, leg to leg.

This fullness pressed against Wang Dahai, the soft touch exhilarating him.

And below, as if by some trick of fate, was positioned just right.

Wang Dahai had been earlier captivated by her lovely curves, and now his comrade was already standing tall.

At this moment, Zhao Xue felt something hard pressing against her.

Moreover, that thing suddenly twitched, just reaching the plump rise of her lower body, sending a quiet tingle through her.

Her cheeks flamed at once, and in a panic akin to a startled rabbit, she hurriedly tried to get up.

But as she tried to push herself up with her hands, she realized they were inexplicably weak.

She managed to get halfway up before her body slumped down again, unintentionally letting out a soft moan.

With this movement, the fit below became even more snug.

Suddenly, she felt a reaction building within her, a warm current rushing through her body, her legs involuntarily clenching.

And her unconscious action happened to clasp Wang Dahai's comrade tightly.

"Sss!"

Wang Dahai inhaled sharply and instinctively thrust his hips upward.

"Ah!"

Zhao Xue felt that thing along with his shorts pushing upward, pressing her little intimates inwards.

The sensation of the friction caused her an unusual pleasure.

"What, what are you doing!"

When Zhao Xue spoke, her voice came out in soft, breathy gasps, startling even herself, How did my voice become like this?

"You're the one on top of me." Wang Dahai looked helpless.

Zhao Xue showed a trace of embarrassment but still did not move, remaining atop him.

Wang Dahai said, "How long do you plan to stay on top of me?"

"I, my body feels a bit numb. Can you help me up?"

Numb?

Wang Dahai uttered an acknowledgment, one hand wrapped around her back, and the other placed on her buttocks, pressing down firmly.

With this press, the already close bodies became even tighter.

She felt another push against her and below her, stimulated, began to seep outward.

"What are you doing!"

"I'm helping you up. It's difficult to exert strength with you pressing on me like this."

Wang Dahai explained and with a forceful push from his hips, sat up from the couch.

Zhao Xue, too, was carried by his arms, ending up sitting on his thigh.

Her slender, beautiful legs parted as she straddled him.

The posture was incredibly suggestive.

And the thing from Wang Dahai below pressed tightly against her sensitive spot.

After all the commotion, Wang Dahai's and her trouser legs were hoisted to the top of their thighs.

Most of her buttocks were exposed, pressing down on Wang Dahai's thigh, the leg hair grazing her bottom, causing an itchy feeling.

"Put, put me down." Zhao Xue's heart beat fast, her voice trembling.

"Cough." Wang Dahai reluctantly set her down and, seeing her slump onto the couch, said, "Still feeling numb?"

"Mhm."

"It's probably because you hit a nerve. Do you want me to rub it for you?"

Rub it for me...

Zhao Xue's heart skipped a beat, and as if possessed, she nodded: "Mhm."

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