"Hmmmm~"

"Harder, hubby, harder, ah, ah~"

"Spank me, spank me hard, ooh~"

The moans were muffled and indistinct.

Dahai set down his things gently, the sounds making him feel parched and restless.

He recognized the voice, it was Yan Jing's.

Had she not gone to work today?

Neither had her boyfriend?

But in broad daylight...

He knew beneath Yan Jing's innocent face lay intense desires.

But he had never imagined they were this intense.

To the point of skipping work just to be with her boyfriend.

He wanted to leave, but his feet involuntarily moved closer towards the bedroom from where the sounds emanated.

Upon reaching the door, he pressed his ear against it and the sounds became unmistakably clear.

"Smack smack smack!"

"Ah, hubby, you're making it feel so good for me!"

"Plop!"

Even through the door, Dahai felt he could sense the intense heat.

However, after listening for a while, he vaguely felt something was amiss.

He only heard Yan Jing's voice, but not the man's movements.

A suspicion gradually formed in his mind.

Could it be that she was comforting herself?

At this thought, Dahai's excitement surged.

He grasped the doorknob, gradually pushing the door open.

Through the crack in the door, the scene within the room was vividly displayed.

On the soft bed, Yan Jing lay in a white blouse and women's suit, which was thrown open, and several buttons of her blouse were undone, revealing her pink lingerie and the deep cleavage that was sinking into depravity.

Below, she wore a tight-fitting skirt, and her beautiful legs were encased in black fishnet stockings.

However, at that moment, the skirt was completely hitched up to her waist.

She lay on her side, her beautiful legs bent and close together, her body forming an S-shape.

One hand was holding a toy in place below, while the other was grasping and kneading her fullness, occasionally striking her own buttocks hard.

With just one glance, Dahai's blood began to boil, and he subconsciously pushed the door open further.

The creak of the door made Yan Jing halt her movements abruptly, her body trembling.

She hurriedly looked up, and upon seeing Dahai at the doorway, she was completely stunned.

The two of them stared at each other, eyes wide, creating an exceedingly awkward atmosphere.

"Ah!"

She screamed, and in her panic, she stuffed the toy all the way in.

She whimpered, her body convulsing violently as if electrocuted, rolling across the bed while her beautiful legs kicked aimlessly.

This sudden depth was too much for her to handle; she kept reaching out, trying to pull the toy out.

But the more she panicked, the more it wouldn't come out, and tears were nearly falling from her eyes.

Seeing this, Dahai quickly approached, saying, "Don't move, let me help you."

"Don't touch me, don't touch me."

Yan Jing pushed him away, not wanting him to come closer.

But Dahai couldn't care less, he lifted her by the waist, positioning her on her knees on the bed, then pressed down on her waist, making her raise her buttocks.

Then he reached out below, inevitably making contact with her tender flesh.

Quickly, his fingers found the toy, and he yanked it out forcefully.

"Ah~"

She screamed out loud, and along with the toy, a stream of fluid followed.

"It's fine now," Dahai said as he tossed the object onto the bed.

Yan Jing grabbed the quilt to cover herself, resembling a startled kitten, hardly daring to look at him.

But as she bowed her head, she saw the large tent Dahai had pitched below.

This made her cheeks flush even more.

Thinking back to that crazy day with Dahai, she almost dared not meet his gaze directly.

That was an accident.

She thought that after they had talked it through, there would be no further interaction between them.

But she never expected they would meet again today.

Moreover, he had appeared in her home, and had seen her in the middle of…

A wave of shame almost drowned her.

"How, how are you here?" she asked awkwardly.

"I brought your clothes over."

Wang Dahai was speechless, so was Xu Xixi.

Had he known she was home, he would have knocked first.

Now, it was really embarrassing.

He wasn't the kind of person who persisted annoyingly.

He knew that Yan Jing had made that decision because she was upset by the break-up.

But since she had asked not to keep in touch, he naturally wouldn't cling to her.

He certainly wouldn't use this situation to threaten her.

Today was purely an accident.

"I have placed the items in the living room; check them later, and if anything is missing, you can ask Lawyer Xu to get it for you. I'll be going now."

Having said that, Dahai turned and left.

Although he really wanted something to happen with Yan Jing, it was merely a thought.

He still had some self-control.

"Wait a minute!" Yan Jing called out to him.

"What is it?"

"You…thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Come sit outside for a bit, I...I'll be out in a moment."

"Okay."

Dahai knew she might have something to say to him. He walked out of the room, and after a while, Yan Jing came out.

She was still in that suit and tight skirt, only her stockings were off and the buttons done up.

Her hair was also tidied up, not as tempting as before.

But her elegant and neat attire was still charming.

As she looked at her luggage and cosmetics on the floor, she brought Dahai a cup of water, saying, "Thank you."

"No problem."

Dahai took the water and drank a few sips, then waited a long while without her speaking.

Curious what she actually wanted.

"You were supposed to go to work today, right?" she suddenly asked.

"Yeah, I took a leave."

"I'm sorry… it made you take a day off…"

"It's okay."

"I…I'll transfer some money to you," she said, pulling out her phone.

"No need."

"But, but I'll feel bad," she whispered, "I don't want to owe you anything."

Dahai didn't know what to say.

He knew she wanted to cut ties completely with him.

"If you won't take the money, then I…"

Yan Jing struggled for a long time, glanced at his still erect bulge, and suddenly bit her lip, saying, "Are you in a lot of discomfort?"

"Uh…" Dahai felt it was a bit inappropriate and awkwardly said, "It's okay."

"Then let me help you," she whispered.

"What?" Dahai was stunned, thinking he had heard wrong.

His reaction made Yan Jing even more embarrassed.

She whispered, "Don't get me wrong, I just don't want to owe you anything, and since you won't take money, this is the only way I can think of."

Then she added, "If you're unwilling, then forget it."

"No, I… well, thank you then," Dahai's heart raced, he was having trouble keeping up with Yan Jing's thought process.

Regardless, he naturally accepted her sincerity.

"You helped me by bringing my things, and I'm just helping you… this means nothing else, so don't overthink it," she clarified, worried Dahai might misunderstand.

"Yeah, I understand."

"Then stand up for a sec, and, um, take off your pants."

"Okay."

Dahai was so excited his movements were shaky. When he took off his pants, Yan Jing saw that familiar treasure, and her eyes suddenly revealed a look of intoxicating desire.

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