"I can't, I really can't take any more..."

Her petite body was pressed against the unfinished wall.

The rough, old cement wall with no decorations, filled with a sense of desolation.

Liu Lin, this exquisitely elegant woman with a fiery figure and fair skin, was now pressed against it, creating a stark and intense contrast.

It was as if a pampered rich girl had suddenly fallen into a slum, violated and shamed by a beastly pauper.

Her hands had lost their strength, her delicate cheek rest sideways against the cement wall, her body being struck over and over.

"I can't take it, I'm really going to break, Dahai, you're killing your aunt... ugh, stop, I don't want this anymore, please stop right now."

Her head was numb from the impacts, her whole body limp; that tender place was a mix of pain and pleasure, her very soul seemed to rush up to the heavens.

"Slap!"

Dahai smacked her hard, instantly leaving a handprint on her buttocks.

She cried out with each hit, trembling like a shaken flower.

"Dahai, I beg you, please stop, Your aunt, your aunt really can't take it anymore..."

"Ah ah ah, I can't, I've lost myself, I've lost myself..."

Hearing her tearful pleas, Dahai became even more unbearably heated, almost unleashing all his strength.

Long after, Liu Lin could no longer hold on, her body trembling violently, eyes rolling back, as she cried out, once again losing herself amidst the clouds.

And Dahai, finally stopping, left all his love inside her body.

As he ceased, Liu Lin suddenly began to sob tremulously.

Dahai quickly withdrew and turned her around from the wall, holding her in his arms.

Seeing her reddened eyes brimming with tears, Dahai panicked, "Mrs. Liu, what's wrong?"

Liu Lin shook her head, sniffling, "It's nothing, I, I was just too comfortable."

Dahai was taken aback; this was the first time he had encountered such a reaction.

To actually cry from comfort.

He knew some women have odd physical reactions.

Like shouting or crying.

But in the past instances, Liu Lin had never reacted like this.

Could it be because she had been holding back for too long, and this time he was particularly intense, causing such a reaction?

He guessed that must be it.

"I'll be gentler next time," Dahai said with a hint of distress.

He had indeed been too rough just now.

But he couldn't blame himself; in such a derelict setting, with Liu Lin so delicate and lovely, he couldn't help but want to bully her fiercely.

And the more she pleaded and cried, the more it excited him.

"It's okay, I like you like this."

Liu Lin gradually recovered, looking at Dahai with even more tenderness after reminiscing the recent events.

This was also her first time experiencing such a state.

She never expected to have such a physical reaction.

That barrage of sensations, where her body felt like it could barely keep up, with pleasure crashing over her like waves without giving her a chance to catch her breath.

At that moment, she felt despair, but within that despair, an indescribable pleasure.

Now that it's passed and upon reflection, she realized how wonderful it had been.

So, she too could cry.

She nestled closer into Dahai's embrace, a face full of happiness.

"Dahai, shall we come back here next time?"

"Mm!"

This place was really nice, Dahai liked it a lot.

After a while of tenderness, they left.

Liu Lin, now nourished, had a radiant glow, a state that was conspicuously different from before.

They had lunch outside and didn't go back to the yoga studio; instead, they went straight home.

Now, in this home, there were only her, Mr. Lin, and Lin Wanqiu.

However, Lin Wanqiu wasn't at home, leaving only Mr. Lin watching TV.

"Dahai, if you want to rest, you can go to your room," Mr. Lin said.

"Mm, I got it, Mrs. Liu," Wang Dahai replied.

"I'm going to take a nap first. You can head to work by yourself in the afternoon," she said.

"Alright."

After Liu Lin finished speaking, she went back to her room.

She had been tormented for over an hour and was already exhausted. She fell asleep shortly after entering her room.

Wang Dahai didn't go to rest; he sat on the sofa, watched TV, and chatted with Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin took quite a liking to him. As they were chatting, he suddenly said, "That Zhang Hao is really no good, holding up Wanqiu for so many years."

Wang Dahai said, "Sister-in-law is still young. Even if she's divorced, she'll have no trouble finding someone."

Mr. Lin said, "I've introduced her to a few people; they are meeting these days."

"Blind dates?" Wang Dahai was stunned, thinking he had misheard.

"Yes," Mr. Lin said, "My friends got very enthusiastic when they heard my daughter was getting divorced."

He spoke with pride.

Despite being a second marriage, Lin Wanqiu's conditions were very good. Whether it was her looks, figure, or financial status, she outshone a lot of women.

When friends found out, they were all somewhat eager to introduce her to potential partners.

Suddenly, Wang Dahai felt a twinge of discontent, but he also knew it was normal.

No wonder Lin Wanqiu had been so busy lately; she was actually going on blind dates.

She hadn't mentioned this to him.

Was she afraid he would overthink it?

Or did she already have someone she was interested in?

But she had clearly said she wanted to be with him.

Wang Dahai was somewhat dispirited. After chatting for a while, he made an excuse about feeling sleepy and went to his room.

He lay on the bed, holding his phone, several times wanting to ask Lin Wanqiu, but he gave up each time.

If she wasn't saying anything, there must be her reasons for it.

When she wanted to tell him, she would naturally say it on her own.

Moreover, matters of the heart can't be forced.

If she indeed had other choices, all Wang Dahai could do was to silently wish her well.

Life is full of regrets; not every relationship can reach its conclusion.

At least, he had once had her.

With this thought, Wang Dahai found peace within himself.

After work in the afternoon, he asked Xu Xixi as usual, and she was still not coming back.

Then he contacted Jiang Rou to have her come over for dinner.

However, when he came back home with groceries, he saw Zhao Xue and Liu Weiwei.

Hadn't this young girl left?

"Brother Wang," Vivi greeted.

Liu Weiwei was wearing Zhao Xue's clothes. Although their heights were similar, her bust and hips were considerably larger, making the clothes look like a shrunken tight-fitting dress on her.

Her already generous curves and round behind were even more noticeable.

"Hello, Vivi," Wang Dahai said, pretending to know nothing about last night's events, and casually mentioned to Zhao Xue, "Jiang Rou will be coming over to eat in a bit."

Zhao Xue was startled and immediately understood his implication.

Once Jiang Rou arrived, the nature of her relationship with Wang Dahai would be exposed.

"Oops, I suddenly feel like eating barbecue," Zhao Xue said. "Vivi, let's go have some BBQ."

"Sounds good," Liu Weiwei approached, and in front of Zhao Xue, she hugged Wang Dahai's arm. "Brother Wang, let's go."

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