Wang Dahai's head buzzed, thinking he must have heard wrong, assuming she had tripped over her tongue and misspoke.

Yan Jing was equally stunned, clearly not expecting Xu Xixi to be so direct.

She buried herself in shame under the covers, pretending to be asleep and not making a sound.

Wang Dahai had no idea what had gotten into her, but he was sure he wouldn't agree, and without a word, he turned and left.

Xu Xixi didn't continue to call out; she slept for a while and, seeing Yan Jing was no longer fidgeting, finally settled down and gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, Wang Dahai got up early to go to work.

Staying at Lin Wanqiu's place had given him a sense of reliance on others, but working at Liu Lin's business did not evoke such feelings.

He was grateful to Liu Lin for offering him a job, but his personal abilities stood out, and because of his contribution, the store's sales had significantly increased from before.

Putting it bluntly, with his current skills, he could find a job elsewhere with an even higher income.

But Liu Lin had, after all, given him a helping hand at a critical moment, and there was another layer to their relationship.

So, despite better opportunities elsewhere, Wang Dahai had never considered changing jobs.

When he came back home from work in the evening, he entered the door only to think he had gone into the wrong place.

The couch in the living room was gone.

He walked a full circle inside and indeed, the couch was nowhere to be seen.

For a moment, he thought the place had been robbed.

But everything else was still there, apart from the couch.

He dialed Xu Xixi's number, "The couch at home is gone."

Xu Xixi spoke indifferently, "Fang Jian took it."

"???"

"The couch was his."

"..."

Though it made sense, Wang Dahai couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

After hanging up, he quietly went about cooking.

When dinner was nearly ready, the two women returned.

It wasn't until after dinner, when Yan Jing was about to lean on the couch and browse her phone, that she suddenly realized, "Where's the couch?"

Xu Xixi said, "Fang Jian took it."

"Ah?" Yan Jing frowned, "How petty can this man be, taking the couch with him even after breaking up?"

Then she added, "What about Mr. Wang tonight?"

Hearing this, Wang Dahai suddenly realized what was wrong.

Indeed, with the couch gone, where would I sleep tonight?

Both looked towards Xu Xixi, who said nonchalantly, "We'll talk about it tonight."

Both: ...

When all three had finished showering, around nine o'clock, Xu Xixi took out a quilt and laid it on the bed, saying, "Wang Dahai, you'll sleep here tonight."

Wang Dahai looked at the quilt laid in the middle of the bed and had a vague suspicion that the couch probably wasn't taken by Fang Jian but was deliberately removed by her.

Yan Jing wasn't foolish either, and by this time, she also had her suspicions.

Wang Dahai shook his head, "I'll just sleep on the floor."

Xu Xixi snorted, "No, the floor is dirty, and you'll get my quilt dirty."

Wang Dahai simply didn't know what to say.

It was his first encounter with such a situation.

But he still refused, "This is inconvenient."

"What's inconvenient about it?" Xu Xixi said carelessly, "Just don't grope me in the night, and it'll be fine."

Immediately, she turned to Yan Jing, "Jingjing, do you mind?"

Yan Jing's face flushed, and she mumbled, "Sleeping on the floor can make one catch a cold."

Having said that, Wang Dahai had no more excuses.

Ten o'clock.

The three of them lay in bed, each under their own blanket.

Xu Xixi had been quite busy during this period, handling several cases and running to the court and meeting with clients every day.

She fell asleep shortly after lying down.

Wang Dahai, on the other hand, was too excited to sleep, his mind filled with all sorts of erotic scenes.

He buried himself in his blanket, chatting with Bai Ruyi to distract himself.

Approaching eleven o'clock, Wang Dahai put down his phone, ready to sleep.

But under these circumstances, sleep eluded him; his arousal was evident, the blanket forming a tent-like peak.

Yan Jing couldn't sleep either. With her back to Wang Dahai, she squeezed her beautiful legs under the blanket, rubbing them gently and capturing fleeting pleasures.

She kept her attention on Wang Dahai, listening for his breathing to become steady. After a long while without movement, she guessed that he must have fallen asleep.

Her eyes stayed open until around dawn, when she slowly reached her hand towards Wang Dahai.

Her hand crept into Wang Dahai's blanket, feeling around until it reached his abdomen.

Wang Dahai wasn't asleep and now became even more alert as he felt someone touching him.

His heartbeat rapidly accelerated, and he lay perfectly still, wanting to know what Yan Jing was up to.

After caressing his abdominal muscles for a while, the hand slowly moved downward.

It quickly found his underwear, paused for a moment, then snuck in, wrapping around snugly.

Wang Dahai's initial arousal had subsided, but her strokes quickly brought the reaction back.

Feeling the hot change in her hand, Yan Jing's response was evidently significant.

Her hand moved faster, and she inched her body closer to him, her large buttocks lifting up, rubbing back and forth on his densely haired thighs.

Wang Dahai felt an urge to flip his body over and lift her thigh.

But that was just a thought; he understood this woman.

She could find an excuse to start something with him, even the most far-fetched excuses would do.

She could also take the initiative while he was asleep.

But once they broke through this barrier in their relationship, she might truly resolve to cut off all contact with him.

So no matter how impulsive he was, he could only hold back.

As she moved faster and faster, her sleep dress began to gather up, her little intimates sliding down to her calves, leaving a moist and delicate trail on his thighs.

But she wasn't content with just that. Suddenly letting go, she grabbed his waist, pulling him towards her, attempting to turn his body to her side.

After several tries and with Wang Dahai's intentional cooperation, she finally managed to pull him over, causing a bit of a commotion.

Yan Jing temporarily refrained from moving further.

She listened quietly for a while, making sure that neither Wang Dahai nor Xu Xixi had woken up before sticking her backside out again. She reached back to hold Wang Dahai's heat, moving it closer to her sensitivities.

After several unsuccessful attempts, she slightly raised her legs, first trapping the heat between her thighs, then slowly moving down until it pressed against her tender spot, and stopped.

"Mmh~" Yan Jing let out a soft moan, and even though it was just a touch, it was enough to send a tremor through her body.

Once she settled, she moved her hips slightly forward until she felt that heat against her entrance; she took a deep breath and lowered her waist, sitting back slowly against him.

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