Wang Dahai held the soap, slow-moving on her jade-like back.

After a moment, he had cleaned her upper body, then slowly squatted down, his palm reaching her waist.

Then from the waistband he moved to her buttocks.

The slippery soap circulated over the perky, tender cheeks.

The white foam made her voluptuous buttocks look even more enticing.

Wang Dahai held back, not misbehaving.

He didn't know Zhou Qian well, wasn't clear about her character.

She could mess around, but he dared not.

Soon, after he finished wiping, he stood up, preparing to put the soap back.

But at that moment, Zhou Qian turned around, though she didn't speak, her intention was obvious.

It was to let him help wipe her front as well.

Swallowing hard, he reached towards her collarbone, gradually cleaning her front.

As he wiped, Zhou Qian slightly lifted her head, her beautiful eyes staring straight at him.

Wang Dahai couldn't meet her gaze, always avoiding eye contact.

Soon, he squatted down, intentionally avoiding sensitive areas.

He quickly finished soaping her legs, then Wang Dahai stood up and put the soap back.

"I'll go out first."

It was too stuffy in the bathroom, he felt like he couldn't breathe.

Also, he felt uncomfortably constrained below.

"Afraid Little Rou will see?" Zhou Qian suddenly spoke.

Wang Dahai's turning body paused, then turned back.

He was just about to speak when Zhou Qian mocked, "You clearly are a jerk, why pretend to be pure?"

Wang Dahai frowned, he really disliked Zhou Qian's tone.

"I broke up with her."

"I know."

Zhou Qian said, "Before breaking up, you had other women, didn't you?"

Wang Dahai didn't speak.

He couldn't deny such words.

"Ha." Zhou Qian stepped forward, her body closing in on him. "You like my body?"

Wang Dahai remained silent.

"The first time you saw me, you wanted me. You think I couldn't tell?"

Disgust filled Zhou Qian's eyes, as if she was looking at something revolting.

"I've seen a lot of men like you."

"Seeing a beautiful woman, you fantasize about pinning her beneath you in your mind."

"So, what are you pretending for?"

"I'm right here, why don't you take me?"

Wang Dahai's forehead veins were throbbing.

No man could endure such humiliation from a woman.

But he still held back, "You've had too much to drink."

"Drunk?"

"It seems a bit too much."

"But, if I weren't drunk, would you have a chance?"

"If I weren't drunk, do you think a man like you would have a chance to get close to me?"

Wang Dahai's eye twitched, anger brewing.

"You seem very angry?"

"Because I exposed you?"

"Ha."

She stepped closer, her body now fully pressed against his.

"Come on, I'm drunk, you can do whatever you want, I don't mind, just pretend it's like being possessed by a ghost."

Wang Dahai's forehead twitched even more violently, he instinctively glanced back at the bathroom door.

Zhou Qian said, "Afraid Little Rou will hear? Didn't you break up? What does it matter if she hears?"

Wang Dahai took a deep breath, said, "Get out!"

He turned and walked away.

Back in his room, he changed into a clean set of clothes.

When he came out, Zhou Qian was already in her nightgown.

Her snow-white nightgown was somewhat conservative, but it suited her exceedingly well.

Her cheeks were still flush with redness, and there was a hint of drunkenness in her eyes.

Wang Dahai didn't speak, just changed his shoes and left, Zhou Qian followed him.

Exiting from the elevator, Wang Dahai continued walking until they arrived at a nearby budget hotel.

After checking in, they approached the door of their room.

He swiped the card to enter.

Wang Dahai inserted the room card into the slot and closed the door, and before Zhou Qian could react, he had already embraced her and thrown her onto the bed.

Zhou Qian was stunned for a second.

The next second, Wang Dahai had already flipped her over.

He raised his hand.

"Slap!"

A heavy slap landed on her buttocks.

"Ah!" Zhou Qian cried out in pain.

Wang Dahai, however, did not hold back and continued to smack her relentlessly.

At first, Zhou Qian screamed, but later, she bit into the pillow, forcing herself not to make any sound.

After a dozen slaps, Wang Dahai lifted up her nightdress.

Only then did he realize she wore nothing underneath.

Her perky buttocks had already turned a bright red, fully marked by his slaps.

He didn't waste words, stripped off his clothes, and, gripping her waist, he pulled her back and thrust forcefully.

"Ah!"

Zhou Qian let go of the pillow and screamed loudly, her petite body trembling nonstop.

Wang Dahai, as if venting, showed no mercy, thrusting again and again.

Zhou Qian was like a ragdoll, her cries filling the room.

From screams to moans, and eventually, her voice went hoarse.

After several minutes, Wang Dahai stopped.

He breathed heavily.

Zhou Qian lay on the bed, her body dripping with sweat, her hair disheveled.

But before she could catch her breath, she felt Wang Dahai flip her body over again.

Then, her nightdress was torn off.

Next, she felt lighter as Wang Dahai carried her into the bathroom.

Moments later, moans echoed from the bathroom.

Dawn broke.

Zhou Qian was lying on the bed, Wang Dahai still laboring atop her.

She could no longer cry out.

"Huh~"

Wang Dahai drew a satisfying breath and stopped.

His strong body lay atop Zhou Qian, making it somewhat difficult for her to breathe.

Wang Dahai slowly withdrew and lay beside her, his chest heaving violently.

Zhou Qian had no strength left in her body.

Her body bore Wang Dahai's marks everywhere.

Teeth marks, scratch marks, bite marks.

She had never experienced such an ordeal before.

Wang Dahai turned his head to look at her.

Zhou Qian also looked at him, still biting back harshly, "Scumbag!"

Wang Dahai wasn't angry anymore.

He laughed and reached out, playing with her voluptuousness, "Tell me, do you think you will get pregnant with the scumbag's child?"

Zhou Qian was taken aback.

That night, they hadn't taken any precautions.

Pregnant with his child...

She hadn't considered this question before.

After a while, she said, "If I get pregnant, I'll just have the baby."

This response stunned Wang Dahai.

He had said it on purpose.

After all, Zhou Qian had cursed him all night long.

But he hadn't expected her to answer like that.

Didn't she care?

"You…" Wang Dahai frowned, "You're just heartbroken, is there a need to degrade yourself like this?"

Zhou Qian coldly retorted, "My body, I don't need you to make decisions for me."

Wang Dahai shook his head, no longer wanting to argue.

Everyone reacts differently to trauma.

Some women remain calm, some binge eat, and some women... like Zhou Qian use this method to vent, or perhaps, to get back at an ex-boyfriend.

Although he couldn't understand it.

He and Zhou Qian weren't close, and his words weren't particularly kind-hearted.

It was simply because she was beautiful.

He couldn't stand seeing a beautiful woman debase herself like this.

Of course, if it were an unattractive woman, he wouldn't care at all.

So, it was still all about appearances.

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