She was getting married.

Tonight, she stayed behind for a reason.

In her words, it was to settle all debts and make a clean break.

She didn't want to owe Wang Dahai anything.

Wang Dahai pressed against her back, grasped her fullness, and kissed the nape of her neck.

Yan Jing felt the dumbbell in her hand suddenly become very heavy, and she slowly put it down.

With one hand and one leg on the sofa, her pose resembled that of a bitch.

On their anniversary, her boyfriend took her out to dinner, gave her gifts, and proposed to her after they returned home.

At that moment, she felt like the happiest woman in the world.

If only that accident hadn't happened.

She had been struggling these past few days, but ultimately, she made a decision.

After tonight, she would cut off all ties with Wang Dahai and no longer have any contact with him.

Their secret would not be known by a third party.

In the future, she would be a good girl, be a faithful wife and mother, and live a happy life with her boyfriend.

Feeling the strong body of the man behind her, feeling his gentle caress, Yan Jing silently closed her eyes and let out a silvery moan.

Wang Dahai gently captured her earlobe, one hand trailing down the tight skirt to her muscular thigh, then slipped up under the skirt, nestling against the slightly damp valley.

"Wang, Mr. Wang~"

"Shall we take a bath?"

Wang Dahai's large hand encircled her waist and carried her into the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water.

The hot shower drenched their hair and clothes.

Perhaps knowing that there would be no further connection with her after tonight, Wang Dahai unleashed his inner beast entirely.

He pinned Yan Jing against the smooth tiled wall, kissed her lips, quickly unbuttoned her shirt, and ripped it with force.

The black seamless bra, dampened by the hot water, clung tightly to her skin.

Wang Dahai unbuttoned it from behind, tore off the bra along with the shirt, and stepped on them with his foot.

Yan Jing felt like a toy; before she could even react, she was stripped bare.

Looking at Wang Dahai, who was also naked in front of her, and seeing his well-defined muscles, the deepest cravings in Yan Jing were tantalizingly aroused.

This was their last night.

After this, she would return to family life, be devoted to her husband and children, and cease all contact with him.

She would not have contact with any man other than her husband ever again.

She would never see such a strong body again.

To leave no regrets, she completely let go of her inner restraints.

She suppressed her feelings of guilt and remorse, letting desire take control.

"Ah~"

With a light cry, she felt herself become lighter as she was picked up by Wang Dahai and placed on the toilet seat.

Wang Dahai knelt down, spread her shyly closed legs, and kissed the tender pink flesh.

"Mmm, I can't take it, I'm going to lose it."

She held Wang Dahai's head, her legs without a foothold, hung open in the air, swaying enticingly.

Wang Dahai grabbed the supple flesh of her thigh, buried his head to taste her, his tongue like a taut whip, stirring her into a trance, her body trembling.

A surge of warmth flowed out, her mind blurred, calling out with lust-filled voice, "Husband, husband~"

This call was like an aphrodisiac, sending shivers down Wang Dahai's scalp.

He stood up, grabbed her ankles, propped them on his shoulders, and with a downward pressure, he thrust.

Plop!

"Ah ah ah~"

Yan Jing was instantly overwhelmed, her series of moans weaving a stirring melody, driving him to the utmost excitement.

Outside, a fine rain fell silently; inside the bathroom, the air was thick with the signs of spring.

Half an hour later.

Wang Dahai carried her out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom.

As soon as she lay down, Yan Jing climbed up again, kneeling beside him with her head tilted and lying on his abs, her small hand playing with his already subdued treasure.

Under her meticulous care, the treasure soon stood at attention.

She rubbed against it a few times and then suddenly sat up, cradling her fullness with both hands, her beautiful eyes sparkling with spring as she said, "Mr. Wang."

Wang Dahai could tell at a glance what she was thinking, and he couldn't help but feel that this woman really held back a lot at home.

Using the excuse of this last night, she wanted to release all the craziness in her heart.

He sat up as well, Yan Jing arched her back, and with a slight squeeze of her hands, she enveloped him.

That night Wang Dahai was tormented by her quite a bit, not until around four in the morning did they finally go to sleep.

The bed sheets were already crumpled and messy, marked everywhere with their traces.

When he woke up, the world outside the window was a murky grey, and as Wang Dahai opened his eyes, he saw Yan Jing hunched over below, her small mouth puffing as she held his treasure.

He grabbed his phone for a look, it was just after seven.

He put away his phone, closed his eyes, and let her go on.

Close to nine o'clock.

Yan Jing didn't know how many times she had climaxed, and Wang Dahai joined her.

She lay on Wang Dahai's body, not moving for a long time, as if she were loath to let go of this feeling of satisfaction.

After all, after today, she would return to her family life and would never have any contact with Wang Dahai again.

Thinking back on last night and today, Yan Jing herself thought she had been somewhat crazy.

It was as if she had made up for all the satisfaction she hadn't received from her boyfriend over the years with Wang Dahai.

Pff.

She got up from Wang Dahai, gave him a glance, and neither of them spoke.

Silently, she sat up from the bed, and after waiting for her legs to regain some strength, she took her clothes and went to take a shower.

A few minutes later, she came back and gently closed the door.

After a while, Wang Dahai heard the sound of the outer door closing, he knew she had left.

He came out of the room, looking at the empty living room, and then at the room Xu Xixi had stayed in, suddenly feeling a sense of loss.

He wasn't sure if Yan Jing would contact him in the future but assumed she probably wouldn't.

After all, their lives had no intersection, and even if Yan Jing wanted to find an excuse, there was no opportunity.

He quickly washed up, changed clothes, and went to work.

Due to the plum rain season, there weren't many customers these days, and most of the time it was quite leisurely.

After work, he contacted Jiang Rou, only to find out that she had taken annual leave to go back to her hometown, planning to take her parents on a trip.

After eating dinner, taking advantage of the rare free time, Wang Dahai tidied up the house a bit.

While cleaning Xu Xixi's room, he found a pair of earphones in the corner of the desk.

"She didn't take them with her?"

Wang Dahai glanced at the time; it was already past eight.

It was too late, he'd give them back to her next time.

Whalalala!

Boom Boom!

Suddenly, the drizzle turned into a downpour, thunder booming outside.

Wang Dahai suddenly remembered, what Xu Xixi feared the most was thunder.

"Her home's electrical circuit seems a bit iffy, it's prone to tripping during thunderstorms..."

Wang Dahai grabbed the earphones, thought for a moment, then put them down again, changed his shoes, and left.

Xu Xixi was in the middle of a shower when a power outage cut it short.

The incessant thunder outside terrified her to the point of going pale.

Coming out of the bathroom, she sat on the sofa hugging her knees, flipping through her phone.

Finding Wang Dahai's contact, she hastily typed a line of text, wanting to ask what he was up to.

After a moment's thought, she deleted it, feeling there was no need to disturb his life now that she had left.

At that moment.

Thump thump.

"Who is it?"

"It's me."

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