Wang Dahai quietly pushed open the door; the lights were still on in the room, and Jiang Rou was lying on the bed watching a drama.

Seeing him enter, she quickly put down her phone.

Wang Dahai, wearing only his underwear, hurried over and directly lifted the blanket to climb on top.

One hand slid under her ribs, and with a single movement, he scooped her up onto him.

His hands then slipped under her pajamas, impatiently caressing her smooth back, leaving her breathlessly moaning.

Jiang Rou could feel how intense Wang Dahai's desire was at that moment; he was like a furnace, almost melting her.

In just a few seconds, she was touched until her body was soft as mud, wet below.

She wrapped her arms around Wang Dahai's neck, offering her lips.

While kissing him, she reveled in his caresses.

She was still a virgin, unable to appreciate that true pleasure.

But even just this caressing had her irresistibly addicted.

Wang Dahai grabbed her buttocks, kneading vigorously, his tent pressing against her tender skin, constantly rubbing it.

"Ah, ah~"

"Dahai, it's too much for me," Jiang Rou's voice nearly melted Wang Dahai's heart.

Without a word, Wang Dahai yanked down her little intimates, his hand squeezing between her legs, and with a squelching sound, his fingers penetrated.

"Ah!"

Jiang Rou cried out in delirium.

Because Mrs. Liu and Zhang were not at home, she didn't bother to control herself.

Next door.

Zhao Xue had just changed into a new little intimates when she suddenly heard the scream.

She was startled, then heard it again.

"What's that noise?"

She walked to the wall, listened for a while, and immediately guessed.

"Has Wang Dahai gone to her room?"

"Could they be… starting something?"

The sound made her cheeks blushing and her thighs involuntarily began to rub together.

Biting her lip, after enduring it for a long time, she couldn't hold back anymore.

So she quietly left her room, barefooted, and went to Jiang Rou's door.

The sound suddenly became clearer.

Although she couldn't see anything, just listening was enough to guess what the two were doing.

Zhao Xue's breathing, following Jiang Rou's cries, became more rapid.

Her hand unconsciously fondled her fullness, her pretty face flushed red, her legs tightly squeezed together.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard the cries from inside become more intense, lasting for several seconds before gradually subsiding.

Only when the noise inside had quieted did she hurriedly return to her room.

Inside the room.

Wang Dahai was holding Jiang Rou from behind, her body curled up, her buttocks raised high, a wet patch on the bed sheet.

Her body was still trembling slightly, cheeks still flushed.

"So comfortable," she murmured, pausing for a while before turning around to tightly embrace Wang Dahai.

"Dahai, were you really that uncomfortable?"

Her legs clamped around Wang Dahai's waist, gently rocking.

Wang Dahai gave a wry smile, "What do you think?"

Jiang Rou was touched; he was so distressed, yet he had been enduring it all along.

If he had wanted her at that moment, although she would feel regret, in such a passionate atmosphere, she thought she might not refuse.

But he had resisted.

This made Jiang Rou feel very fortunate and happy.

"I'll help you release it."

Jiang Rou twisted in his arms, slipping down from his chest like a snake.

Soon, Wang Dahai felt a warm softness enveloping him.

Jiang Rou became more skilled, and although it wasn't like the real thing, it was still a great pleasure.

That night, Wang Dahai did not return to his room; he slept in Jiang Rou's room.

The next afternoon, he was leaning against the wall of the training room, admiring the bodies of the female clients practicing yoga.

That's when Zhao Xue suddenly walked in.

Wang Dahai raised his eyebrows, feeling somewhat restless.

Had this girl been coming around more and more frequently lately? Was she about to lose control?

"Hey, Wang Dahai."

Zhao Xue walked straight over and said, "My mom is calling you over for dinner tonight."

Wang Dahai was taken aback, "Mrs. Liu is back?"

"Yeah, she just got back. I'm heading off now."

Zhao Xue left after speaking, and Wang Dahai stared at her departing figure, but his mind was filled with the image of Liu Lin.

Liu Lin had been away for almost a week, and he had missed her quite a bit.

Now that Liu Lin was back and calling him over for dinner, he figured she must have been thinking of him too.

After work, Wang Dahai returned home to find it empty.

He didn't know whether his sister-in-law would come back today, and Zhao Xue had gone to her own home.

He didn't rush to Liu Lin's home but cooked a few dishes first.

Right when the dishes were ready, Jiang Rou also came back.

"Dahai, is no one else at home today?" She walked into the kitchen, curiously asking.

"Mrs. Liu is back and has invited me over for dinner."

Wang Dahai served the last dish and said, "I made some dishes for you."

Jiang Rou felt sweet inside, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

She hugged Wang Dahai, and the shirt she was wearing was nearly bursting at the buttons due to her ample chest.

"Dahai, you are so good to me."

"You're my girlfriend. If I'm not good to you, who else should I be good to?"

Wang Dahai smiled and patted her head, then gave her bottom a slap, "Alright, go wash your hands and let's eat. I need to head over there soon."

He quickly tidied up and then left the house.

Soon, he arrived at Liu Lin's home.

Mr. Lin was sitting on the sofa watching TV, Liu Lin was busy in the kitchen, and Zhao Xue was bringing the prepared dishes to the dining table one by one.

"Dahai is here?"

Liu Lin was carrying the last dish out when she saw Wang Dahai.

The two exchanged glances, both noticing the flicker of longing in each other's eyes.

It's said that a short separation can reignite the flame as if it were a new marriage, referring to this sense of freshness.

Even for couples who've been together for a long time, a period of absence can bring a familiar sense of strangeness when they meet again.

And this strangeness can make them experience the awkwardness of first love.

At that moment, that was how they felt.

Even though they had been intimately close before, they were both somewhat shy and embarrassed at the moment.

"Mrs. Liu," Wang Dahai called out.

"Please, take a seat."

Liu Lin set down the dish and hurried back to the kitchen, her retreating figure seemingly a bit flustered.

Wang Dahai watched her retreating back, feeling a surge of lust, but unfortunately, Mr. Lin and Zhao Xue were both at home.

Soon, all four were seated and started eating.

Mr. Lin didn't talk much, focusing only on his meal.

Wang Dahai also said nothing, while Zhao Xue chattered non-stop.

After Mr. Lin finished eating, he went back to his room to grab his clothes and headed to the bathroom to shower.

Soon, Wang Dahai had also finished eating and said, "Mrs. Liu, I should be going back now."

"Wang Dahai, my clothes and computer are still at Wanqiu's place. Could you bring them for me?"

Zhao Xue suddenly commanded, looking triumphantly at him while speaking.

With Liu Lin present, he couldn't refuse.

"Lazy girl, can't you pick them up yourself?"

Liu Lin chastised her and said, "Dahai, wait, I'll go back with you. I might as well help her bring her things."

Hearing this, Wang Dahai's heart stirred, and he smiled, "Okay."

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