Over half an hour later, Wang Dahai stopped his movements, lying on top of her, his strong body heaving with his breaths.

Wu Qiangwei's legs were still wrapped around his waist, the two maintaining an inseparable posture.

Her delicate body was covered with marks left by Dahai.

After many days, she had once again become this intimate with Wang Dahai.

She lowered her legs and pushed at Dahai.

But he showed no intention of getting off.

Instead, he buried his head and kissed her neck again.

Before long, Wu Qiangwei felt his reaction and her heart quivered lightly, really wanting to scold him as a "beast."

Yet she didn't want to converse with him at this time.

Their relationship was separated now by a thin layer.

Even though everything had already happened between them, neither of them took the initiative to pierce that thin layer with words.

They tacitly maintained their relationship.

Because they both understood that once it was pierced, the relationship that was put aside probably couldn't continue.

As Wang Dahai slowly thrust, Wu Qiangwei's moans echoed through the bedroom again.

Reaching the peak over and over, Wu Qiangwei only experienced such gratifying release with Wang Dahai.

Every time she climaxed beneath him, she felt an endless shame.

After another half hour, leaving a full measure of his affection behind, he finally moved off her.

Wu Qiangwei lay in bed, staring at the dark ceiling, suddenly a thought sprang to mind.

What if she became pregnant with his child?

She and Wang Dahai had not taken precautions in a long time.

What if she was pregnant?

She had never considered this before.

After a while, Wang Dahai got up from the bed, and just as Wu Qiangwei was about to sit up, she saw him suddenly come below, spreading her beautiful legs apart.

Wu Qiangwei was startled, then embarrassed.

This guy, he still had energy!

Truly a beast!

While she was speechless, she also felt some happiness.

She could feel that Wang Dahai seemed to have been holding back for a long time.

Her body was incredibly tempting to him as if no matter what, it was never enough.

At two in the afternoon.

The two left one after another.

Wu Qiangwei walked with a slightly awkward gait, but her complexion was exceptionally rosy, like fertile fields nourished by the spring rain, bursting with youth and vitality.

At the end of the workday, Dahai received a text from Chen Die, asking him to come to her house.

He was just about to leave when Wu Qiangwei suddenly asked him to come to her office.

Arriving at the office, seeing Wu Qiangwei in a suit looking efficient and charming, Dahai couldn't help but think of her alluring form beneath him.

"You should make a trip to the First City Hospital," Wu Qiangwei said, avoiding his gaze.

"The hospital? What's that for?"

Wu Qiangwei said, "I've written you a prescription for sleeping pills, you should go and pick them up."

Wang Dahai suddenly understood; he had forgotten about this.

It appeared he indeed cared a lot whether he would get involved with Chen Die that way.

"I've sent you the doctor's name and phone number, call her when you get to the hospital."

"Okay, I got it."

Wang Dahai left the office and headed straight for the hospital.

Once at the hospital, he dialed the number Wu Qiangwei had sent.

The person on the other end was named Jiang Yiren, a doctor at the city hospital.

A beautiful name.

"Hello, I'm Wang Dahai, Director Wu asked me to come pick up some medicine."

"Oh, come to the third floor. I'll wait for you here."

Her voice was also pleasant to hear, particularly pure and ethereal.

Wang Dahai arrived at the third floor where a female doctor was already waiting.

Her nametag bore her name; it was her.

His gaze moved from her nametag up to her face, untouched by dust, clear and refreshing. Dahai's eyes inadvertently shone brightly.

Such a beautiful doctor!

And so tall!

This woman stood at least one meter seventy-five, and with shoes, that would be one meter seventy-seven, or one meter seventy-eight.

In high heels, she would nearly reach one meter eighty.

Even for Wang Dahai, who was well over one meter eighty, felt some pressure.

Despite her height, she had a delicate frame. Her pristine white coat made her look like a fairy.

Her skin had a cold, pale glow, giving her an exceptionally pure and elegant appearance.

Her features were incredibly refined. Without a smile, she exuded a cool aura that made one feel inferior and hesitant to look further.

Especially her eyes, large and bright, deep and soulful, they instinctively made one want to look away.

"Hello, Doctor Jiang, I'm Wang Dahai."

"Hello." Jiang Yiren gave a slight smile, and with that smile, like a breeze in spring, her beauty was captivating.

Wang Dahai dared not look too long, fearing he'd make an embarrassingly lustful display of himself.

"Come with me."

Jiang Yiren seemed accustomed to such gazes and wasn't bothered, leading him into her office.

She handed him a box of medicine without asking for a signature; clearly, Wu Qiangwei had taken care of everything beforehand.

"Thank you, Doctor Jiang."

"You're welcome."

Wang Dahai didn't stay long, although he would've liked to spend more time with the stunningly beautiful doctor.

But under these circumstances, where they were complete strangers, lingering would only make her feel harassed.

After leaving, Wang Dahai still had that beautiful doctor on his mind.

Truly beautiful.

In fact, when it came to beauty, the women around him were not lesser than her.

It was probably her identity as a doctor.

There's a special aura about someone in a lab coat.

No wonder so many people like the allure of uniforms.

It really feels different.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the residential area where Chen Die lived.

He considered tonight's dinner to be a set-up, an ambush.

Regardless of whether Chen Die truly intended to seduce him or had some other scheme,

the fact that she invited him to her home meant she was up to no good.

He pocketed a few pills, ready to use at any moment.

Arriving at her door, he knocked.

Chen Die was already dressed in home attire, looking gentle and pleasant at the door.

"You're here."

"Come in," she said.

"Okay."

Dahai entered the house and quickly scanned the surroundings.

There would be no third person inside; what worried him was the possibility of surveillance cameras in Chen Die's house.

"Have a seat, I've still got two dishes left to finish."

Chen Die went back to the kitchen, and Wang Dahai followed: "You're cooking yourself?"

"Yes."

Wang Dahai inhaled deeply: "It smells good; you're quite a cook."

"Of course," Chen Die said with a touch of pride.

Suddenly, she felt Wang Dahai embrace her from behind.

Chen Die's body stiffened: "Don't, we haven't eaten yet."

"Just a touch."

He wasn't planning to actually do anything with Chen Die, but if there was an opportunity for a cheap thrill, why not take it?

Her home attire was loose, so his hand reached in from her lower back, grabbing her large buttocks and kneading.

With a gentle tease of his fingers, and while she was caught off guard, he delved right in.

"Ah~"

Chen Die almost lost her grip on the spatula, leaning on the countertop with her left hand, her buttocks instinctively arched up.

"Dahai, stop it, let me cook, okay?"

Wang Dahai pulled his pants down swiftly, probing quickly, and said, "Sister Chen, you do your part, let me do mine."

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