Wang Dahai was about to push her away, but she clung on tightly, refusing to let go.

"Vivi, stop it," he said.

"I'm not!" she replied.

Liu Weiwei looked at him angrily, "Wang, do you even care about me at all?"

How was he supposed to answer that?

Ever since he had cleared things up with Zhao Xue, he had decided to keep a distance from Liu Weiwei as well.

Otherwise, if his relationship with Liu Weiwei got heated and Zhao Xue heard about it, she might do something drastic.

He wasn't the morally impeccable Liu Xiahui, and given the complicated relationship between Liu Weiwei and Zhao Xue, no matter how regretful he felt, this was the only choice he had.

"Vivi, stop it, I'm not in the mood right now," Wang Dahai backed away to advance.

"Wang, you've already broken up with Xue, can't you consider me?"

"Vivi, we're not right for each other."

"How do you know we're not suitable without trying?"

"Alright, let go of my hand, I need to get back," he said.

"No! Not unless you agree to one thing!"

"What is it?"

"Be my boyfriend!"

"I can't."

"Then I'm not letting go!"

"Vivi!"

Wang Dahai's face sterned, he said seriously, "Stop it now!"

Liu Weiwei pouted and said in a wronged tone, "You're being harsh to me!"

Wang Dahai was lost for words, thinking this girl was making too much of a scene.

"I'm really not in the mood right now," he sighed and acted very dejected.

Liu Weiwei, not wanting to make him angry, reluctantly withdrew her hand and said, "Wang, I really like you a lot."

Wang remained silent, quietly watching her act.

"I know you just broke up with Xue and you're sad, but it's okay, I can wait for you," she said.

"Go home," he said.

"Wang, would you kiss me before I go?" she asked.

"Vivi..."

"Just one kiss and I'll leave."

Liu Weiwei tilted her face up, presenting her delicate cheek to him.

Wang Dahai reluctantly lowered his head to kiss her.

But just as he was about to kiss her cheek, Liu Weiwei suddenly turned around, pressing her red lips against his.

At this kiss, they connected right on the lips.

The moment their lips touched, Liu Weiwei extended her little tongue and darted into his mouth, wrapping her arms around him and her legs around his waist, clinging to his body.

Wang Dahai tried to pull his tongue back, but she held him so tightly that he couldn't turn away for a moment.

Liu Weiwei rubbed vigorously against him below, rubbing for quite a while before she let go of his tongue, panting in a voice that was hard to resist, "Wang, I'm very itchy."

Wang Dahai's forehead veins throbbed, his trousers bulged as she rubbed her large bottom against him.

He fought hard against the impulse to take things further and set her down, saying, "Go back now."

Liu Weiwei's eyes softened with a watery sheen, clearly not expecting Wang Dahai to restrain himself.

She stamped her foot and left the hallway angrily.

"Phew~"

Wang Dahai let out a deep breath and adjusted his trousers, then walked straight down the hallway.

When Liu Weiwei got back home, she reverted to her normal state.

She didn't really like or dislike Wang Dahai, just as he guessed; she only wanted to one-up Zhao Xue.

When she heard the news of their breakup, she was so happy she almost jumped for joy.

Finally, she could have Wang Dahai to herself.

She thought it should be an easy task.

As a result, Dahai actually refused her!

Back in her room, Liu Weiwei's delicate brows were tightly furrowed.

She still couldn't understand why Dahai had refused her.

She was very confident in her figure and looks, and from her previous interactions with Dahai, she was certain that he indeed had a strong physical desire for her.

Yet, he had refused.

"Does he still not get over Xue in his heart?"

At that thought, Liu Weiwei snorted softly and said to herself, "I don't believe I can't win you over!"

...

The next day, Dahai still hadn't received a call from Wu Qiangwei, which surprised him greatly.

Had she found another driver?

If that was the case, it would be great.

After breakfast, he went to work.

Around ten o'clock, as Dahai was leaning in the gym admiring the bodies of a group of young wives, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walk in.

Zhang Jie.

Seeing Zhang Jie with a slightly bulging stomach, Dahai was somewhat surprised.

Zhang Jie came straight to him and said, "Dahai, do you have time later to give me a massage?"

She touched her belly and said, "The doctor told me I need to exercise more. Since I'm free recently, I came here to practice some yoga."

With others around, she couldn't be too explicit with her words, and this statement would not lead to any speculation.

But Dahai knew all too well what kind of "exercise" she meant.

"Okay."

Looking at the now-visible pregnant Zhang Jie, Dahai couldn't help but have his desires stirred and his thoughts run wild.

He had neglected Zhang Jie for some time; it had been a week since they last met.

During this period, Zhang Jie hadn't taken the initiative to contact him, which he guessed must not have been convenient for her.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have come to look for him at the yoga studio.

After practicing for a while, Zhang Jie came over and said, "Dahai, give me a massage."

"Hmm, come this way."

Dahai led her into the massage room, using a screen to block the space between the bed and the door.

No sooner had he adjusted the screen when he turned around to find a soft, tender body lunging at him.

"Naughty brother, you haven't come to see your sister for a while. I've missed you so much."

Zhang Jie's voice was already trembling, clearly showing how much she had endured during this time.

Dahai turned around and hugged her, his big hand caressing her smooth yoga pants as he touched her buttocks.

"I've missed you too, Mrs. Zhang."

"Humph, you're just sweet-talking me. You didn't even text me."

"I was afraid someone would find out."

Dahai laid her on the bed, tenderly touching her slightly bulging belly and gently laid her flat on the bed.

His hand moved from her collarbone down under the T-shirt to her ample chest and squeezed firmly.

"Ooh~"

Zhang Jie's body suddenly shuddered, overwhelmed with emotion.

Her voice acted like a catalyst, making Dahai's long-awaited heart suddenly burst into flames.

He leaned down and captured her red lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her snow-white neck and delicate skin.

He lifted up her T-shirt and bra, took her perky breasts in his mouth, playing with them with his tongue, making Zhang Jie's body tremble even more violently.

Beneath the yoga pants, a wet stain quickly spread.

"Naughty boy, give it to me now," she cooed, embracing Dahai's sturdy back, urging him on.

"Coming right now!"

Dahai pulled up the waistband, gently stripped down to her calves; beneath the yoga pants, nothing was worn, the delicate moist adorned with glistening dew droplets, much like a heavenly realm.

He shed his shorts, positioned her legs over his shoulders, made some adjustments, took a deep breath and gently thrust forward.

"Ah~"

Zhang Jie let out a short moan, her body spasming a few times, tensing up and then relaxing completely like noodles.

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