"I'm heading back now; you guys should rest early."

Wang Dahai hastened towards the foyer, all hunched over as he walked.

Qin Rong sat up from the bed just in time to catch a glimpse of the tent he had pitched below.

Although she was a virgin, she wasn't ignorant.

One look and she knew what was happening.

Her face flushed a little, and only after Wang Dahai left did she get up to dress.

Once dressed, she noticed Wu Xiaoyu looking at her with a sly smile on her face.

"Rongrong, it looks like you're wet down there."

Qin Rong's face flushed even more as she pinched Wu Xiaoyu's breast, "You little minx, what are you talking about!"

"Yah!" Wu Xiaoyu exclaimed softly, hurriedly covering her chest, "Rongrong, what are you doing? Hmph, you're wet, aren't you? I saw it."

"Rongrong, why did you have such a big reaction? Wang was clearly massaging your legs."

Qin Rong turned away, her face red, "I'm going to take a shower; go back to the room and warm up the bed for me."

Wu Xiaoyu had been greatly shaken and had woken from a nightmare the night before, so now, they slept in the same bed.

"Rongrong, didn't you already take a shower? Why are you going again? Oh, I know why, you're wet down there," Wu Xiaoyu teased.

"Dead girl, keep it up! See how I'll deal with you!"

Qin Rong embraced her, pinned her down on the couch, and began to vigorously grope her breast.

It was then that she realized just how ample Wu Xiaoyu was.

"Ah, Rongrong, I won't say anymore, stop touching, spare me, please, woah, ah~"

Wu Xiaoyu was trembling from the touch, her moans seductive, and she couldn't help but rub her legs together.

Qin Rong's hand wandered lower and discovered she too was wet.

Qin Rong joked, "Xiaoyu, what's going on down there?"

After a while of playful struggle, they separated.

...

When Wang Dahai got home, he noticed that Zhou Qian's room had light seeping through the crack of the door.

After taking a shower, Dahai intentionally left his door slightly ajar.

Shortly after, he heard someone opening a door followed by footsteps.

He took a deep breath, pretended to go out to use the restroom, and pushed his door open.

However, he discovered that it wasn't Zhou Qian who had come out, but Jiang Rou.

Jiang Rou saw him and paused briefly before squeezing out a somewhat stiff smile, "Wang."

"Uh-huh." Wang Dahai also managed a smile, "Using the bathroom?"

"Mhm."

"You go first."

"Oh."

Jiang Rou went into the restroom, sat on the toilet, her thoughts in a whirlwind.

She hadn't spoken to Wang Dahai in a long time.

The two of them, now were like strangers.

When she emerged from the restroom, Wang Dahai nodded at her and went in.

Returning to his room, he left the door ajar again.

He wanted to see Zhou Qian.

Even though he didn't know what to say to her, he just wanted to take a look.

Then, he heard the sound of a door opening again.

He quickly sat up on the bed, about to put on his slippers and go down when suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching his room.

"Knock, knock."

There was a knock, but the door wasn't closed.

Jiang Rou pushed the door open and looked at Wang Dahai.

"Do you need something?" Wang Dahai was a bit surprised.

Jiang Rou nodded silently, walked in, and closed the door.

She stood in front of Wang Dahai, fiddling with her hands, evidently unsure of what to say.

Wang Dahai asked, "What's the matter?"

He could tell that something was off with Jiang Rou's emotions.

Jiang Rou remained silent, and Wang Dahai didn't press her, merely patted the bed and said, "Sit down."

She hummed in acknowledgment and sat beside Wang Dahai.

Wang Dahai didn't make a move, simply watching her quietly.

Jiang Rou, on the other hand, wished he would make a move on her.

After a lengthy silence, Jiang Rou said, "Wang, can we still be friends?"

Wang Dahai was taken aback, then nodded, "We've always been friends."

Jiang Rou didn't speak, but her heart was filled with sorrow.

She knew that Wang Dahai indeed considered her a friend.

However, suddenly changing from lovers to just friends was something she found hard to accept.

The wave of sadness spread through her heart as Jiang Rou suddenly lifted her head and kissed Wang Dahai.

Before Wang Dahai could react, her tongue had already slipped in.

Her emotions were intense, and as they kissed, she slipped her hand into Wang Dahai's pants.

Although they had never been intimate, she knew Wang Dahai's body all too well.

Her hand easily found and grasped it.

She stroked him, pressing her full breasts against his chest, grabbing his hand to hold her waist.

After Wang Dahai's initial shock, when he came to his senses, he pushed her away.

"Little Rou..."

Before he could say more, Jiang Rou kissed him again, even more passionately than before.

Wang Dahai could feel something was wrong with her emotions, clearly a spur-of-the-moment action.

He did want her, but not like this.

Since they had chosen to break up amicably, Wang Dahai respected her.

Pushing her away again, he said sternly, holding her shoulders, "Little Rou, we are now friends."

"What's wrong with that!"

Jiang Rou said, "Can't friends kiss?"

Her bold question left Wang Dahai speechless.

"I know you've always wanted me, and I'm giving myself to you now!"

Jiang Rou removed her nightgown, revealing her slender, snow-white body and prominent figure, sharply stimulating Wang Dahai's gaze.

Having been agitated by Wu Xiaoyu and Qin Rong earlier that night, Wang Dahai indeed had pent-up frustrations.

Seeing the beauty in front of him now, his blood ran hot.

But he still held back.

"Little Rou, don't do this."

He picked up her clothes, intending to dress her.

But Jiang Rou grabbed them from him and threw them to the floor, then stood up and took off her pants as well.

Her black underwear tightly wrapped around her slim waist.

Her perfect figure was incredibly tempting.

She threw herself at him again, embracing him tightly.

Wang Dahai could push her away, but that might hurt her.

He turned his head and said, "Little Rou, your mother doesn't approve of us, you'll regret this later."

"I don't care!" Jiang Rou said, "I don't know if I'll regret it later, but I'm sure I'll regret missing out on you!"

She reached for Wang Dahai's pants, attempting to pull them down, but he grabbed her wrist and sighed, "Can we wait a minute?"

"Your emotions aren't right today."

Wang Dahai gently patted her back, "Wait a bit, when you've calmed down and if you still choose this, I promise you."

Jiang Rou didn't speak, her head resting in his chest, she suddenly started to sob quietly.

She thought Wang Dahai, seeing her so forward, would pin her down in a frenzy, venting without restraint.

But he didn't, and he didn't just hold back, but gently said those words instead.

This was nothing like the Wang Dahai she knew.

Before, he couldn't keep his hands off her, but now it was as if he had become someone else.

She knew that Wang Dahai was afraid she'd have regrets, he didn't want to hold her back.

Even though they had broken up, he still cared for her so much.

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