Seeing Wang Dahai suddenly standing in front of her, Zhao Xue instinctively shrank back.

But then she remembered that it was she who had instigated this encounter, and to show fear now would be too humiliating.

Thus, she mustered her courage, lifted her head, and huffed, "I'm not scared at all!"

Wang Dahai laughed. This girl was so easily provoked.

With just a casual remark, he had riled her up.

"Oh, that's good to hear," he said.

Wang Dahai continued, "Shall we continue with what we were doing last time?"

Last time…

Ever since their last encounter, Zhao Xue had seemingly entered the phase of a young girl in the throes of spring.

At night, she was abnormally restless, tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep, with images of what she and Wang Dahai had done that day replaying in her mind.

Her body would heat up uncontrollably, making her clench her legs and rub them together.

And every morning when she awoke, her little intimates were damp.

This left her feeling extremely vexed, eager to see Wang Dahai again.

But she couldn't bring herself to swallow her pride and seek him out.

Wang Dahai's initiative today delighted her immensely. She was so happy that she didn't even consider that Lin Wanqiu and Mr. Lin were still at home, and she ran in wearing her pajamas.

Even if they couldn't do anything, just being in the same room, sitting on the same bed with Wang Dahai, was enough to bring a faint thrill to her.

Don't be fooled by her normal appearance. In just the few minutes since she entered the room, her little intimates had already become somewhat wet.

She looked warily towards the direction of the door, thinking that it wasn't a good time.

Yet the words never left her lips.

After all, she had just mocked Wang Dahai for being afraid; how could she show fear now?

So, she bit her lip and gave a slight nod.

Wang Dahai knew what she was worried about, and he moved to sit beside her again, saying, "Don't worry, they won't come in."

As he spoke, he gently wrapped his arms around her waist.

The pajama fabric was silky, a pleasure to touch.

After hugging her close, Wang Dahai then stood up from the bed.

He walked step by step towards the direction of the door.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Xue was startled, afraid that Wang Dahai might suddenly open the door.

"I'm going to block the door. This way, if someone tries to enter later, they won't be able to," he said.

Once behind the door, Wang Dahai released her and gently pressed her body against it.

Then he whispered, "Keep your voice down later, so they don't hear us."

Immediately afterward, he leaned down and kissed her lips askew.

With the kiss, Zhao Xue's tensed body gradually relaxed, but the nervousness in her heart did not ease.

She was kissed until she panted and gasped, leaning weakly against the door.

Wang Dahai's hands moved over her shoulders, then slowly down her arms, and finally to her waist.

Then his hands slipped inside her pajamas, grasping her fullness at the chest, squeezing and kneading.

Under his touch, Zhao Xue was confused and dazed, her legs going weak.

Yet this comfortable sensation mesmerized her, intoxicated her.

After Wang Dahai had been touching her for a while, the sound of conversation suddenly came from outside.

This jolted Zhao Xue partly back to reality, her attention partially shifting to the noises outside, fearful that someone might suddenly enter.

Wang Dahai heard it too; it was Zhang Hao who had arrived.

While continuing his caresses, Wang Dahai also tried to listen in, curious whether Zhang Hao's divorce from his sister-in-law was progressing smoothly.

"Dad."

"Don't call me dad."

Mr. Lin waved his hand impatiently, "I asked you here today to discuss the divorce."

Zhang Hao said anxiously, "Dad, I won't divorce her!"

"It's not up to you to decide!"

Mr. Lin snorted, "Given what you've done, I won't allow my daughter to be with you."

Zhang Hao said, "Dad, I just don't want to divorce her, I... it was a moment of impulsiveness."

"Enough!" Mr. Lin waved his hand to interrupt: "The house was originally bought by me as your marital home, and it's in Wanqiu's name. There's no dispute about that. Of course, if you want to fight Wanqiu for it, go ahead and sue in court. If you can win it, more power to you."

"The car was bought by you, I won't take it. And we don't covet your savings either."

Mr. Lin said a bunch, then asked, "Do you have any problems?"

Zhang Hao remained silent.

His biggest problem was that he didn't want to get divorced.

But Lin Wanqiu was set on divorce, and now even his father-in-law wasn't on his side.

Behind the door, Wang Dahai had already taken Zhao Xue's pants off, and her little intimates had been pulled down too; she was bare below, her thighs tightly clamped together, her calves slightly parted.

The posture was enough to make one's nose bleed.

Wang Dahai kissed her lips, his right hand kneading her fullness, while his left hand squeezed through the gap between her thighs, his fingers playing and creating slick wetness.

Just door away were Lin Wanqiu and Mr. Lin, and Zhang Hao.

This kind of stimulation made Zhao Xue feel more aroused than ever before; the psychological thrill was simply peak.

She pressed hard with both hands against the door, her plump buttocks also against it, trembling.

Initially, she still had the mind to listen to the conversation outside, but now her brain had emptied, clinging to a thread of reason to keep from crying out.

Wang Dahai, eyes open, gazed at the girl he was kissing, who was lost in ecstasy, and couldn't help but stroke her lips.

These moderately thick, red lips, if they were to take him in, he wondered what delight that would bring.

With that thought, Wang Dahai slowly stuck his tongue out.

She panted, and bursts of fragrance exhaled from her mouth.

Her red, glossy lips hid neat white teeth and a pink, soft, small tongue.

Noticing Wang Dahai sticking his tongue out, she opened her eyes slightly and said with feigned anger, "I, I want more."

"Would you like to try something else?" Wang Dahai asked seductively, continuing the motion with his fingers.

"What, what?" Her consciousness was somewhat blurred, she asked instinctively.

Wang Dahai didn't speak, but instead took his hand out and, grasping her thighs, parted them a bit more.

After doing this, he slowly squatted down.

Then, under her dazed gaze, he buried his head and pressed his tongue to her overflowing verdure.

Seeing his actions, Zhao Xue's infatuated gaze suddenly became lucid, and she immediately realized what was happening and panic-stricken, reached her hand to block him.

But by the time she reacted, Wang Dahai was already there.

Her hand halfway there, she felt surges of electric sensations making her legs uncontrollably tremble.

Her hand also changed direction mid-way and landed on Wang Dahai's head, as if to press it down.

"Uu~"

She bit her lip tightly, trying to resist the overwhelming sensation that almost made her lose control.

How could he kiss there with his mouth...

So shameful!

But, it felt so good, so thrilling.

Uu, I'm going to lose it.

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