Wang Dahai crouched down again, watching Zhou Qian's flat and tight abdomen tense with rapid rises and falls due to nervousness.

At that moment, he wiped along her thighs with the soap in his hand.

Having cleaned the last spot, he casually placed the soap on the floor next to him.

Then, he grasped her ankles with both hands, as if caressing a piece of art, slowly climbed upward, stroking.

He stopped only when he reached her delicate thighs.

Then slowly moving around her thighs, he ascended to her ample buttocks.

Zhou Qian suddenly held her breath, her undulating abdomen also paused, and her body stiffened like a stone sculpture.

The next second,

she felt Wang Dahai's large hand suddenly pulling her buttocks forward.

With her eyes closed, she felt suddenly unbalanced, her body slightly staggering.

Just as she was about to open her eyes and try to maintain balance, she suddenly felt Wang Dahai's head burying itself between her thighs.

Something soft and flexible seemed to probe her beautiful legs.

In an instant, her body shook uncontrollably as if struck by lightning.

The electric current surged from bottom to top, clearing her choked throat in an instant, and her red lips involuntarily opened with a soft moan, "Ah."

One wave hadn't settled, and another arose.

Wang Dahai, like a beast parched in the desert, had suddenly found an oasis and sucked the water source wildly and roughly.

At this moment, Zhou Qian's internal tension suddenly dispersed.

The pleasure that came like overwhelming waves shattered all her tension.

"Ah, ah~"

Her moans continued uninterrupted, and her hands involuntarily pressed down on Wang Dahai's head.

Wave after wave of stimulation made her belatedly realize what Wang Dahai was doing.

He ...

Zhou Qian opened her eyes and saw Wang Dahai buried beneath her, observing his broad, muscular shoulders and the arms that cradled her buttocks. A sense of shame rushed over her.

She had never experienced this scenario before.

She was a very conservative woman. Her family's upbringing even kept her in the most conservative positions during intimate moments with her boyfriend.

She had discussed other methods with her boyfriend, but she had not agreed.

Her inner self could not accept it.

But now, Wang Dahai was approaching her in such a manner.

At this moment, the principles she'd held in her heart for so many years were shattered.

The contradiction between physiological pleasure and her moral stance intertwined into a complex emotion, leaving her both happy and shy.

A few minutes later, Zhou Qian suddenly felt a warm surge in her lower abdomen; the electric-like stimulation was exponentially increasing.

Her moans grew louder.

She felt like she was about to ...

She slapped Wang Dahai's shoulder, panting, "No, can't..."

Sensing her state, Wang Dahai suddenly intensified his efforts.

Zhou Qian was almost crying out of desperation; he wouldn't let go, but rather...

"Ah!"

Zhou Qian screamed shrilly, like a dam bursting, releasing all tension, her whole body going limp.

Wang Dahai felt a sudden weight in his arms as Zhou Qian's legs buckled, about to fall.

He quickly stood up to support her.

Zhou Qian leaned into his arms, her red lips trembling lightly, her breath as soft as orchids, and the look in her eyes carried a faint sensual desire he had never seen in her before.

Even under these circumstances, she was still trying to restrain her inner desires.

This woman really was quite restrained.

Wang Dahai turned off the shower, grabbed his clothes, lifted her by the waist, and after leaving the bathroom, went straight to the room.

Zhou Qian's heart thumped wildly.

The distance from the bathroom to the bedroom was merely ten meters, yet it felt incredibly long.

She closely viewed Wang Dahai's body, unintentionally comparing it to her boyfriend's.

By comparison, her slim boyfriend seemed like an underage boy next to Wang Dahai.

Her boyfriend's body lacked any distinct masculine features, let alone a strong masculine charm.

In contrast, Wang Dahai had clearly defined muscle contours, and his entire body exuded a strong scent of male pheromones.

Even Zhou Qian, who was not particularly interested in matters of men and women, could clearly discern the difference.

Entering the room.

Wang Dahai casually locked the door behind him.

After placing Zhou Qian on the bed, he went to draw the curtains.

Returning to the bedside, Zhou Qian didn't slip under the covers; she just lay there quietly.

Wang Dahai sat down and suddenly remembered something—he didn't have a condom.

"Do you have a condom in your room?"

Zhou Qian shook her head.

Wang Dahai felt a bit troubled and reached for his clothes, "I'll go buy one."

Zhou Qian suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "No need to wear one."

Wang Dahai was astonished.

He instinctively wanted to ask, aren't you afraid of accidents?

But the words died in his throat.

Given Zhou Qian's character, she wouldn't overlook such matters.

She had considered it, yet still didn't care.

That must mean she was on her safe period.

Since she was unconcerned, Wang Dahai naturally didn't say anything else.

The curtains were very effective at blocking out light, so Wang Dahai couldn't see her face clearly.

This, he actually found regrettable.

"Turn on the light."

"Hmm?"

Wang Dahai was even more surprised.

He turned on the light.

The most perfect side of the woman before him was once again revealed.

Wang Dahai climbed onto the bed and cradled her small face.

He thought she would keep her eyes closed, but this time, she was looking at him with eyes clear.

Her eyes, like pools of autumn water, were slightly evasive, yet she still firmly met Wang Dahai's gaze.

Wang Dahai, in turn, felt somewhat faint-hearted under her stare.

But it was only for a brief few seconds.

As he continued to gaze at her, a faint unusual emotion began to stir in his heart.

Her eyes were beautiful, the black pupils pure like black gemstones, clean, pure, and lively, reminiscent of a sprite.

Wang Dahai drew closer and when he kissed her lips, both their bodies trembled slightly.

His initial kisses were very gentle, while Zhou Qian kissed passively, motionless.

But gradually, as his tongue explored hers, Zhou Qian's response grew more intense.

At some point, her eyes gently closed, and her tongue, for the first time, actively entangled with Wang Dahai's.

The desire she had always suppressed within her was finally unleashed, stirred up by his provocations.

Wang Dahai's hands brushed over her shoulders, pulling her body tightly into his embrace.

Their kissing became increasingly fervent, each wanting to melt the other into their body.

Zhou Qian had kissed her boyfriend before, but only now did she realize that kissing could be so comfortable and enjoyable.

"Mmm~"

Wang Dahai suddenly grabbed her fuller part, squeezing it out of shape.

His other hand held her buttock, kneading it like dough.

His roughness gave her feelings she had never experienced before.

Wang Dahai was not in a rush to have her; he too was lost in the throes of their deep kiss.

They kept rolling on the bed, maximizing body contact to feel each other's warmth and heartbeat.

When he rolled again, pinning her beneath him, Wang Dahai grasped her beautiful legs, slightly parted them, and sunk his hips down, adjusting their position.

Zhou Qian knew what was about to happen.

She was ready.

Just as Wang Dahai, holding her waist, was about to enter her, suddenly, a voice shouted from outside.

"Qianqian!"

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