This moan was full of lust, as if passion had reached a boiling point, and her body had climbed to the pinnacle of pleasure.

Wang Dahai was startled and hurriedly withdrew his hand, grabbing the quilt to cover her lower body.

In the living room, the sound attracted two people who walked toward the bedroom at the same time.

Fang Jian's expression was ugly; he understood all too well what that moan meant.

He was furious.

Wang Dahai had the audacity to touch his woman right in front of him!

Jiang Rou was somewhat uncertain, not quite sure what had happened.

When they arrived at the room, they saw Wang Dahai massaging Xu Xixi's shoulders.

Xu Xixi, who was lying on the bed, was biting a pillow, her face flushed, and moans that led to wild thoughts escaped her lips from time to time.

Her eyes were hazy with desire, filled with intense lust.

For a moment, both Jiang Rou and Fang Jian were stunned.

Wang Dahai looked up as if he had just noticed them and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Fang Jian didn't speak but looked at his girlfriend.

Her clothes were intact, and she was still under a quilt.

If not for her expression and the pillow she was biting... everything seemed normal.

He suddenly remembered how sensitive his girlfriend's body was.

The moan just then might have been caused by pressing on a particularly sensitive spot.

His anger disappeared immediately, and he coughed lightly, asking, "Xixi, what were you moaning for just now?"

After moaning, Xu Xixi regretted it and was in turmoil.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly. Instead of hiding it, she decided to maintain her composure.

Upon hearing this, she turned her blushing, beautiful face towards them and said shyly, "It was just so comfortable, I couldn't hold back."

Jiang Rou didn't think too much about it; Wang Dahai had massaged her too, and she knew very well how comfortable his techniques were.

Even she had made embarrassing sounds when being massaged.

"Ahem."

Fang Jian felt quite embarrassed, and he glanced subconsciously at Jiang Rou, suddenly feeling that his girlfriend was really too careless.

There were other people around; she should have been more mindful of the impression she was giving.

"I'll close the door for you," Fang Jian said.

Wang Dahai raised an eyebrow; this man was really considerate, offering him and his girlfriend some private space on his own initiative.

However, noticing that he was sneaking glances at Jiang Rou, Wang Dahai realized that this guy's offer to close the door was probably an attempt to take advantage of Jiang Rou.

He scoffed internally, shaking his head, "No need, keep it open, it gets a bit stuffy when it's closed."

Xu Xixi quickly added, "No need to close the door, I'll be fine in a bit."

With the door open, he was already behaving this way.

If it were closed, she worried Wang Dahai might take even more liberties.

"Well, alright then," Fang Jian said, a bit disappointed.

Indeed, he had wanted to close the door and do something to Jiang Rou.

In his view, with Jiang Rou's boyfriend right there, even if he made advances, she would probably keep quiet to save face.

However, he didn't get the chance.

After they left the room, Wang Dahai reached under the quilt again.

Just as he was about to continue, Xu Xixi suddenly stopped his hand and whispered, "Don't do it."

Wang Dahai gave an embarrassed smile and withdrew his hand, dutifully massaging her shoulders.

Ten minutes later, the pair came out of the room.

Wang Dahai said, "Little Rou, let's go; I'll take you home."

"Mmhmm."

There were more people in the house, and she did not want to stay any longer.

After leaving the house, they strolled around the neighborhood for a while, then he took her home.

Wang Dahai was still thinking about Zhou Qian.

The woman with a gentle demeanor, who spoke softly and seemed never to be angry, fulfilled all his fantasies about women.

Unfortunately, when they got back it was already past nine o'clock, the living room lights were off, and Zhou Qian and her boyfriend had already gone to their room.

Wang Dahai stayed with Jiang Rou in her room for a while, but his thoughts had long since drifted away.

He thought back to the last time he was in the bath and happened upon Zhou Qian using the toilet.

He suddenly had an overwhelming urge to move in and live with Jiang Rou.

Only by living here could he find more opportunities to interact with Zhou Qian.

"I have to go back now," he said.

At ten o'clock, Wang Dahai left.

When he left the room, he still hadn't seen Zhou Qian, and his heart was filled with regret.

On the way home, he suddenly received a call from Lin Wanqiu.

Lately, Lin Wanqiu had been busy with who knows what, not only did they lack the chance to be alone together, but even seeing her face had become incredibly difficult.

Wang Dahai felt somewhat resentful about it.

"Dahai, are you at home?"

"Yes."

"I miss you."

This "I miss you" instantly dispersed the slight resentment in Wang Dahai's heart.

He replied tenderly, "I miss you too."

After a long silence, Lin Wanqiu asked, "Can you come out now?"

"Yes!"

"Then wait for me in the stairwell, I… I'll come over to you."

He detected long-suppressed longing and anticipation in Lin Wanqiu's voice.

After hanging up, Wang Dahai ran to the stairwell.

About ten minutes later, he heard the elevator door open outside.

Soon, footsteps followed.

Wang Dahai listened for a few seconds and determined that the footsteps weren't Lin Wanqiu's, they must belong to a man.

But where did this man come from on this floor?

There were only two apartments per floor, one was Lin Wanqiu's and the other belonged to Zhang Jie.

But at Lin Wanqiu's place, only he was the man, and Zhang Jie's husband was also away on business.

Could it be Liang Jiagia's husband who had come over?

She had even asked him to come over tonight.

It seemed that tonight's plans were not going to happen.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

He clumsily took it out, only to see it was Zhang Hao calling.

As soon as he answered, Zhang Hao's hoarse voice sounded, "Dahai, where are you?"

"I, I'm at home."

"Open the door."

"What?"

"I'm at the door, open it, I need to see you."

He's at the door?

Was Zhang Hao the one who had just come out of the elevator?

Why had he suddenly come over?

As he pondered, he heard footsteps approaching the entrance of the stairwell, and then saw Zhang Hao holding his phone, standing at the entrance.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Hao walked over, looking puzzled.

"I…" Just as Wang Dahai was about to make an excuse, he suddenly heard a "ding".

The elevator door opened.

Then, the delicate sound of high heels approached down the hallway.

Suddenly, Lin Wanqiu appeared in a black spaghetti strap gown, wearing black high heels, her hair gathered over one shoulder.

She stood at the entrance of the stairwell, gracefully upright, looking like a fairy that had descended to earth.

She had not yet made out that, apart from Wang Dahai, Zhang Hao was also in the dark stairwell, and had just approached when she softly called out, "Dahai, I'm here."

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Hao immediately turned around.

At that moment, Lin Wanqiu also saw Zhang Hao, and stood frozen in place, her face pale as if struck by lightning.

Wang Dahai's mind exploded.

In his head, only one thought persisted: It's over, the secret between me and my sister-in-law can't be hidden anymore.

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