This remark made Wang Dahai's blood surge immediately, feeling an extreme sense of unreality.

But he was not blinded by this excitement.

They had known each other for less than half an hour. How could she make such a request?

No normal woman would ever make such a request.

Although he was somewhat handsome, he wasn't handsome enough to make women throw themselves at him.

Especially not someone like Wu Qiangwei, a beauty of the highest caliber.

Unless she was a woman of naturally loose morals.

Only such a woman would be so casual.

Wang Dahai had just met her and didn't know her well enough to speculate about her character.

But such a request was clearly out of line.

"Miss Wu, this is inappropriate," he refused.

Wu Qiangwei's tone grew more dissatisfied, "Mr. Wang, it's just zipping up a zipper."

"It's really inappropriate."

"Are you scared?"

"It's not about being scared, it's inappropriate."

"Giggle." Wu Qiangwei suddenly laughed a few times, saying, "There's nothing inappropriate, come in, I'm waiting for you."

Having said that, she hung up the phone.

Wang Dahai was not quite accustomed to her somewhat assertive style.

After hesitating for a moment, he steeled his heart.

Wu Qiangwei, a woman, was not afraid. What was there for him to fear?

Moreover, with Lin Wanqiu as a mutual connection, he believed Wu Qiangwei simply wanted him to help her zip up.

Arriving at the dressing room, he found Wu Qiangwei's dressing room and softly said, "Miss Wu."

The door opened, and before Wang Dahai could react, a slender arm reached out and pulled him in.

"Snap!"

The door of the dressing room closed.

Wang Dahai's heart pounded intensely.

Wu Qiangwei in front of him wore a slip dress with an extremely low neckline, cradling her ample bosom like a bandeau top.

The upper half was almost completely exposed, the deep ravine immediately captivating.

The dress barely reached her thighs, and when she stood with her thighs pressed together,

they were meaty but not flabby, very rounded and taut, with a slight gap that was highly suggestive.

At such close quarters, Wang Dahai clearly smelled the faint scent emanating from her body.

"Mr. Wang, could you help me with the zipper?"

Wu Qiangwei turned around, revealing her smooth, slender back.

"Oh, okay."

Wang Dahai swallowed, gripped the zipper, and gently pulled it up.

It was quickly zipped up.

Wu Qiangwei turned around again, looked down at her dress, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Wang, what do you think of this dress?"

"You look good, and anything you wear looks good."

"Has Mr. Wang always been so good at giving compliments?"

"Uh, no...not really,"

Wu Qiangwei's eyes slightly upturned, her gaze twinkling with amusement.

Even though it was the most common of smiles, she was so beautiful that it still gave Wang Dahai the illusion that "she's seducing me."

"I should go out now." Wang Dahai turned to leave.

But just then, voices suddenly rang out from outside, and someone was coming.

He had no choice but to wait for the moment.

"Mr. Wang, could you unzip it for me again?"

"Oh, okay."

He had to turn around again and pull the zipper down.

As soon as the zipper reached the bottom, the dress slid down her shoulders as if greased, slipping off smoothly.

Wang Dahai's eyes widened.

With the dress falling down, her body was nearly completely uncovered, clad only in a bra strap and a pair of black little intimates.

Her white, graceful body was thus exposed in front of Wang Dahai, nearly fully visible.

Yet she didn't seem to mind at all, seeing his gaze fixed on her, she lightly chuckled and boldly thrust out her chest, saying, "Mr. Wang, do I look good?"

"Yes, very good-looking." Wang Dahai was almost entranced.

So beautiful!

That little intimate, it's practically the same as wearing nothing.

The fabric so thin it was almost transparent, it barely covered anything at all.

And on looking, Dahai was shocked to find that she was smooth as jade down there.

Had she shaved clean?

This discovery made Dahai tremble intensely, as his member suddenly stood erect, pitching a tall tent in his trousers.

Seeing his reaction, Wu Qiangwei giggled lightly, seeming utterly unconcerned.

She turned around and bent down to pick up her clothes.

But as she bent over, whether intentional or not, her round, white buttocks brushed against Dahai's member.

This brush sent waves through Dahai's mind, nearly causing him to lose control and pin her down.

"What's that?"

Wu Qiangwei looked back, while Dahai immediately turned away.

Wu Qiangwei smiled and began to put on her clothes.

She dressed quickly.

By then, the noise outside had ceased, and Dahai hurried to the door.

He ran out of the changing room, and it took a while for his passion to subside.

He was filled with confusion.

What on earth was this woman doing?

Was she seducing me just now?

Is this woman so promiscuous?

We've only known each other for half an hour, and she's already stripping in front of me!

That accidental rubbing, was it really an accident?

At this moment, Dahai was in complete turmoil.

It was the first time a woman had seduced him like this.

The crucial thing was he wasn't sure if it was intentional or not.

If it was deliberate, that moment just now would have been a perfect opportunity.

But he couldn't be sure.

If it wasn't intentional, any move he made could lead to unimaginable consequences.

Soon after, Wu Qiangwei came out, paid for her purchases, and left with Dahai carrying shopping bags.

On the way back, Dahai wanted to say something, but couldn't find the right words.

This woman gave him the impression that he just needed to make a slight move, and something could happen between them.

Yet during the half-hour ride back, Wu Qiangwei did not speak to him again; they remained as strangers.

So much a stranger that all that had happened in the changing room seemed like a fantasy of Dahai's.

This enormous disconnect made Dahai quite uncomfortable.

Soon, the car entered the residential area.

Dahai brought her to Lin Wanqiu's home.

Zhao Xue was still resting in the room, but as soon as she heard the door open, she came out, walking normally without any sign of discomfort.

"Auntie!"

Although Zhao Xue was Liu Lin's daughter, she had been hosted by Wu Qiangwei during the trip, so she also called her auntie following Lin Wanqiu.

"Xue, long time no see."

Wu Qiangwei greeted her and they moved towards the sofa, while Dahai was just about to go to work when his phone rang—it was Lin Wanqiu.

He went inside to answer the call.

"Dahai, has auntie arrived home?"

"Yes."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Their interaction was strangely formal and stiff, the atmosphere awkward.

After a pause, Lin Wanqiu said, "Could I trouble you to cook tonight?"

"Sure."

After hanging up the phone, Dahai was ready to go buy groceries.

Just as he was about to open the door, the door opened from the outside.

Wu Qiangwei walked in, went straight to the bed, and sat down on it as if she completely belonged there.

As Dahai was pondering her actions, he heard her say, "Mr. Wang, I've heard from Wanqiu you're quite skilled at massages, could you give me one?"

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