Wang Dahai waited for a while, and after Liu Lin had finished packing up, she went into the house and changed into a loose, light dress.

"Dahai, let's go."

When they left the house, there was no physical contact between the two.

They arrived at the elevator and waited without speaking to each other.

Yet, they could both sense that the other's breathing was slightly quickened.

The atmosphere turned a touch awkward and cold for a moment.

After entering the elevator, Wang Dahai stole glances at Liu Lin using his peripheral vision.

Having not seen her for a long time, Liu Lin was still so dignified and beautiful.

Her long hair was casually tied up, giving her a mature look, just like the lady next door.

"Mrs. Liu, did you enjoy your trip?" Wang Dahai casually tried to make conversation.

"Hmm."

And so, they chatted intermittently all the way home.

Jiang Rou heard the sound of the door opening and immediately ran out.

When she saw Liu Lin was there too, she paused, then quickly greeted, "Mrs. Liu."

"Hello," Liu Lin replied with a slight smile, "I've come to gather Xue's belongings."

Wang Dahai added, "I'll help Mrs. Liu take Xue's things over later."

Jiang Rou uttered an "Oh" and then went back to her room.

"Xue lived in this room," Wang Dahai said with a cough, leading her into Zhao Xue's room.

Once inside, Liu Lin scanned the somewhat messy desk and the unmade bed, and laughed, "That girl is still as slovenly as ever."

After saying this, she began to tidy up.

Wang Dahai just stood there, wanting to do something yet feeling as if something was amiss.

So he just stood by, continually sweeping his gaze over Mrs. Liu's body.

She had changed into a long dress, a conservative style but pretty.

As she bent over to fold the bedding, the hem of her dress lifted slightly, revealing her knees.

A pair of white, slender legs were exposed, particularly eye-catching.

Wang Dahai cleared his throat and said, "Mrs. Liu, let me help you clean up."

He then went over to the desk, packed the computer into the backpack, and crammed the cosmetics into a bag.

Mrs. Liu had finished folding the bedding, and he had packed away the other items as well.

Both turned around and their gazes suddenly met, then tacitly dodged each other's eyes.

The air was permeated with a layer of awkwardness.

"Mrs. Liu, let me give you a massage," Wang Dahai suddenly offered.

Liu Lin understood what he meant; after all, she had come to gather things, also hoping to spend some time alone with Wang Dahai.

But having not seen him for a week, she suddenly felt shy and unsure of how to start.

Upon hearing what Wang Dahai said, she hummed softly and glanced toward the door.

The room's door was still open, and Jiang Rou was in the house.

Seemingly understanding her concerns, Wang Dahai went to close the door.

Seeing this action, Liu Lin's cheeks flushed.

"Just a casual massage," Liu Lin said, walking to the desk and sitting down on the stool.

Wang Dahai came up behind her, grasped her shoulders, and started to knead them gently.

After several days, they were in physical contact once again.

Both of their heartbeats sped up, Liu Lin's breathing was fast then slow, and her body inside the dress was taut.

Her hands on her knees were involuntarily clenched into fists.

Even though it was just a regular shoulder massage, Liu Lin was already somewhat wet below.

Wang Dahai was also reacting.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze traversing her collarbone, glimpsing the fullness beneath the dress's neckline.

Though the dress was conservative, it still revealed that ravine.

Wang Dahai's hands gradually came to a halt.

Then, bit by bit, they crept toward her chest.

Liu Lin's body started to tremble lightly, her cheeks turning redder and redder.

"Mmm~"

She moaned softly, and her chest was instantly overrun.

Wang Dahai seized hold of it, squeezing firmly a few times.

"Mrs. Liu," he whispered.

Liu Lin lifted her head slightly, her already flushed cheeks irresistibly seductive, and her eyes, limpid as autumn waters, swirled with confusion.

Wang Dahai suddenly lifted her off the stool, and then sat down himself.

He set her down upon his lap and kissed her lips.

As they kissed, both of their minds went blank.

A strange emotion arose between them.

Their movements were somewhat rough, somewhat wild, as if trying to unleash all the emotions that had accumulated over the week.

Liu Lin clasped his neck, her little tongue vigorously exploring his mouth, her bottom actively grinding against his tent as she sat on his thigh.

Wang Dahai bit her lips, sucking on her tongue, as if he wished to swallow her whole.

One hand wrapped under her armpit, grasping that fullness, and the other lifted her dress hem and reached down her buttocks, pushing aside the little intimates, plunging in.

"Wuu~" Liu Lin's body suddenly stiffened, a soft whimper escaping her.

She gently spread her legs a bit, allowing Wang Dahai deeper entry.

At the same time, she reached down with one hand, stroking Wang Dahai's chest, then down further, grabbing hold of the tent.

After a few strokes, still unsatisfied, she pressed herself against his abdomen, slipping her hand down his pants seam.

Their bodies were burning hot, passions aflame.

Wang Dahai did not want to delay any longer, grabbing her waist and lifting her so she changed from a side-sitting position to straddling him face-to-face.

At the same time, he freed his member, eagerly pulling aside her little intimates.

Both were breathing heavily, lips dry, bodies trembling ceaselessly due to extreme excitement.

"Mom!"

Suddenly, Zhao Xue's voice rang from outside.

Wang Dahai had just pushed aside the little intimates, about to sit her down,

when that shout nearly made him wilt.

Liu Lin too was startled, quickly getting up from him, pulling down her dress, and pretending to tidy up the clothes in front of the wardrobe.

Wang Dahai also hurriedly put on his pants and grabbed a bag filled with cosmetics.

"Mom!" Zhao Xue shouted again, her footsteps coming closer, pushing open the door.

Seeing Wang Dahai, Zhao Xue was somewhat curious, then upon seeing the bag in his hand, her eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Why did you put my cosmetics in a plastic bag!"

She rushed over and snatched it away, indignantly saying, "Who told you to pack them!"

"Xue, what are you doing? Dahai was just helping you tidy up," Liu Lin interjected, chiding.

Zhao Xue, nearly in tears with frustration, said, "These are my cosmetics! Look, he just dumped them all together, what if they got smashed, huh?"

Liu Lin replied, "Dahai is a boy, he doesn't understand these things, besides, they're not broken, are they?"

"Hmph!"

Zhao Xue huffed angrily, "You all go out, I'll tidy up myself, no need for you to do it!"

"Dahai, let's go out," Liu Lin said, knowing her daughter's temper, and left with Wang Dahai.

After they left, Zhao Xue quickly went to the bedside table, pulled a drawer open, and took out a toy.

Seeing the toy was still there, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't care about the cosmetics; her main concern was getting them out, lest her mother see this thing in her room.

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