Creating an emergency situation...

Dahai Wang thought for a long time but couldn't figure out how to create a situation for advancement.

As he looked up, he saw Wu Qiangwei smiling slyly, realizing that she had an idea.

"Do you have an idea?"

"Yes."

"Spit it out."

However, Wu Qiangwei didn't answer; instead, she bit her chopstick, her delicate, elongated eyebrows playfully raised, and said, "If I tell you, how will you thank me?"

Her words took Dahai Wang by surprise.

Thank him?

His gaze unconsciously swept over Wu Qiangwei's full chest and gradually moved downward.

Wu Qiangwei was wearing a ladies' suit, having taken off her jacket after coming home, and was now in a white silk blouse and a pair of snug trousers.

Sitting down, the fabric of her trousers clung tight to her thighs, encasing her ample legs tightly and stretching appealingly.

Her face flushed slightly under Dahai Wang's gaze, just about to say she was only joking, when Dahai Wang said, "You go ahead; we'll talk about the thanks later."

"Alright." Wu Qiangwei took the opportunity and said, "Creating an emergency situation is quite simple."

"For example, if Qin Fuhai's son suddenly fell ill, wouldn't he be very anxious?"

Dahai Wang shook his head, "Even if his son fell ill, with two people in the car, they could still pin the blame on someone else."

"Stupid."

"Why are you scolding me?"

"I'm not scolding you; you're just being stupid."

Wu Qiangwei continued, "Li Fuhai doesn't have just one son."

Dahai Wang paused for a moment before he quickly understood what she meant.

"Are you talking about Yang Sisi's son?"

"Yes."

"Got it!"

Dahai Wang was somewhat excited; this was indeed a great idea.

But soon, he fretted, "But how could Yang Sisi's son suddenly fall ill?"

Wu Qiangwei sighed, "I told you, you're slow."

Dahai Wang held his tongue.

"You could simply use a different phone to call Li Fuhai."

"But Li Fuhai has to believe it to work."

"..." Wu Qiangwei held her forehead and sighed softly, at a loss for what else to say.

"You just say you're a doctor, and it's Yang Sisi who asked you to call him, wouldn't that do it?"

"But he would definitely call Yang Sisi to confirm."

"Oh." Wu Qiangwei sighed, "You keep calling Yang Sisi's phone from another phone, keeping her line busy, and then Qin Fuhai won't be able to get through, right?"

Wu Qiangwei made it very clear, even teaching him what to do.

Dahai Wang, feeling a bit embarrassed, gave a thumbs up, "Impressive! When it comes to scheming, you're better than me!"

"Hmph!" Wu Qiangwei snorted delicately, "Remember to thank me!"

"Yeah, thanks, thanks."

Dahai Wang went back to eating.

After eating and drinking his fill, Dahai Wang glanced at the time; it was only around twelve, still early.

He cleared his throat suddenly and walked towards the balcony, pulling the curtains closed under Wu Qiangwei's puzzled gaze.

Wu Qiangwei stiffened slightly, guessing what might happen next, and felt a rush of nervousness.

With a swish, the curtains were drawn.

The living room plunged into darkness.

However, there was still some light in the room, and both could see each other's silhouette, just not the faces or eyes.

Dahai Wang then moved around the room, closing several doors.

After doing all this, the room was completely engulfed in darkness, with only the vague outlines of each other visible.

Wu Qiangwei watched Dahai Wang walking towards her.

As he got closer, Wu Qiangwei's body tensed up even more, and her heartbeat accelerated.

She and Wang Dahai hadn't been physically intimate for a long time.

Every night, with her eyes closed, Wu Qiangwei would envision Wang Dahai's robust body.

Wang Dahai stopped in front of her and said softly, "Director Wu, may I give you a massage?"

Wu Qiangwei adjusted her breathing, her voice trembling, "I just ate, no."

"You're right, just eaten, not suitable for strenuous exercise."

Strenuous exercise...

These words made Wu Qiangwei blush, wanting to find a crack to crawl into.

Wang Dahai said, "Why don't you take a shower first? After a bath, your food should be digested."

This time Wu Qiangwei didn't say anything; she stood up and walked toward the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of rushing water echoed from inside.

About fifteen minutes later, Wu Qiangwei came out, wrapped only in a bath towel.

Wu Qiangwei said softly, "You go shower too, I'll wait for you in the room with the essential oil."

"Mm, okay."

Speaking of massage, it was nothing but an excuse.

Both knew it without saying.

Wang Dahai washed himself thoroughly from head to toe.

Then, he too came out wrapped in a bath towel.

As he entered the room, the curtains were drawn, as dark as the outside.

Wu Qiangwei leaned against the headboard, holding her phone, the light from the screen clearly illuminating her delicate face.

Seeing Wang Dahai enter, she placed her phone under her pillow.

Wang Dahai said, "Director Wu, lie down."

Wu Qiangwei hummed lowly and slowly lay down.

Wang Dahai lifted the quilt, and though there was no light, that fair body was still dazzling in the darkness.

The enchanting curves almost instantly aroused him.

Wang Dahai climbed onto the bed and straddled her buttocks.

Then, he grabbed the essential oil and dripped it onto her back.

He clenched his hands into fists and began to massage her back slowly with the aid of the oil.

The sensation of her delicate skin delighted him.

Wang Dahai started off properly, but as he massaged, his hands inevitably landed on her buttocks.

His palms fully grasped her buttocks, kneading them.

Wu Qiangwei's body trembled lightly, and her flesh quivered like waves.

After kneading for a while, Wang Dahai slowly moved down and then lay behind her, lifting her buttocks and burying his head in them.

"Ah~"

The sudden kiss made Wu Qiangwei shiver uncontrollably.

The stimulation, like electricity coursing through her body, made her involuntarily cry out.

After a series of kisses, Wu Qiangwei's body had turned limp as water.

Wang Dahai sat up, patted her buttocks, and said, "Director Wu, turn over, let me massage the front too."

"Mm, mm~"

Wu Qiangwei seemed drunk, her consciousness fuzzy; whatever Wang Dahai said, she complied.

Her body slowly turned over, and Wang Dahai gently bent her legs apart and moved forward, tightly fitting beneath her.

Then he leaned down, grabbed her breasts, and began kneading them clockwise while thrusting his hips, grinding at her vaginal entrance.

"Ah, ah~"

Wu Qiangwei moaned continuously, feeling like thousands of ants were crawling inside her, an unbearable itchiness.

"Director Wu, let me also massage your tongue."

"Mm, mm~"

Wu Qiangwei's lips parted slightly, and after Wang Dahai spoke, he kissed her, swirling his tongue with hers.

At the same time, his waist sharply dropped.

Wu Qiangwei immediately felt an unprecedented fulfillment, a depth that touched her soul, making her instantly clutch Wang Dahai tightly.

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