On the way back, Wang Meihua became increasingly angry, and several times she could hardly resist the urge to curse aloud.

But with others around, she had to maintain her image, yet the more she held back, the angrier she felt, her body even shaking a bit from the suppression.

Seeing this, Wang Dahai expressed his concern: "Why are you shaking all the time? Are you too cold?"

"It's nothing." Wang Meihua forced a smile, and as she raised her head, she took a proper look at the man who had saved her.

Very young, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old.

Not particularly handsome, but with a very masculine appeal.

Most importantly, this young man was in great shape!

A tall figure over six feet, his clothes and pants had gotten wet from saving her and were now clinging tightly to his body.

The contours of his muscles were distinctly visible.

The definition of his muscles made it hard for her to look away.

She liked young men like him, especially those with good physiques.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have spent money specifically to go to the gym to find handsome young men.

Men who worked out were especially vigorous, always leaving her wanting more.

But recently, she felt that the young hunk from the gym didn't seem to cut it anymore.

She knew it was because they had been involved for too long, and he was beginning to tire of her body, losing that initial excitement.

She was also planning to look for a new target.

As they were about to reach her house, Wang Dahai was still wondering how Zhao Qian was going to create more opportunities for him.

Was she really planning to have something happen between them in her house?

That was too unreliable.

Lost in thought, they arrived at the front door.

Just as Wang Dahai was about to say goodbye and leave, Zhao Qian suddenly asked, "Auntie, do you have your keys?"

Wang Meihua was taken aback, her eyebrows knitting: "You don't have the keys?"

Zhao Qian looked down and said, "No, I... I think I forgot."

"You!"

Wang Meihua was so angry that she was about to smoke, and if it weren't for Wang Dahai being there, she would have certainly cursed Zhao Qian out.

Zhao Qian apologized: "Auntie, I'm sorry, I forgot. Otherwise, I'll go get the keys from my uncle, and you..."

She looked around and finally turned her gaze to the vacant villa across the street: "Otherwise, you can wait over there for a while."

Wang Meihua looked at the empty villa across the street, her annoyance growing.

But she didn't have a better plan.

And with the temperature dropping at night, she was beginning to feel a chill.

Grinding her teeth in frustration for a while, Wang Meihua said, "You better hurry back!"

"Mm-hmm, I'll come back as soon as I get the keys."

Zhao Qian turned to Wang Dahai: "Hello, sir, could you keep my aunt company for a while? I'll be back soon."

Wang Dahai felt a bit awkward but admired the woman's plan inside.

Not bad, the plan was rather good.

A single man and a single woman, alone in an unlit vacant villa.

If one party was interested, it would be very easy for things to escalate.

He pretended to hesitate for a few seconds before nodding: "Okay."

"Thank you so much."

Zhao Qian quickly walked towards the exit of the community, and Wang Dahai said, "Let's go over there."

Wang Meihua did not refuse to be alone with him; in fact, she was somewhat looking forward to it.

They entered the villa, which was pitch dark.

Not even a place to sit.

Wang Dahai cleared his throat and suddenly took off his clothes.

This made Wang Meihua even more nervous, and she shyly said: "What are you doing?"

Wang Dahai placed the clothes he had taken off on the ground and said, "Sit."

So he was providing something for her to sit on.

Wang Meihua thought to herself, the young man is quite considerate.

"Thank you."

She picked up her damp hair and sat down on the clothes.

She had gone out for a walk tonight dressed in a pair of loose silk wide-leg trousers and a short-sleeved T-shirt.

The silk pants were thin and sheer, clinging to her thighs, revealing the fair skin beneath.

The T-shirt clung to her body just the same, outlining her flat and firm abdomen clearly.

Her figure was simply amazing.

Wang Dahai stood two or three meters away from her, not saying anything, just standing there awkwardly.

Wang Meihua sneaked a glance, and from the side, Wang Dahai's tall figure made her heart thump uncontrollably.

She bit her lip, then suddenly shivered gently, causing her teeth to chatter lightly.

This sound indeed caught Wang Dahai's attention.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm a bit cold."

"Cold?"

Wang Dahai hesitated, then walked over and took off his pants.

"What are you doing..."

Wang Dahai handed her the pants, saying, "Use these to cover yourself."

"Thank you."

She covered herself with the pants and turned her head to see Wang Dahai now only in his underwear.

And within those briefs, the bulge was swelling, increasing her anticipation.

"I'm still cold," she whispered.

Wang Dahai stood by for a few seconds, then slowly sat down next to her, extending his hand, drawing her shoulder toward him, embracing her into his warmth.

This woman's shoulders were slender, her body exceptionally soft and tender.

He had a reaction almost as soon as he embraced her; his briefs visibly strained.

Wang Meihua stared at the protruding tent, her eyes wide.

This was too astonishing!

She swallowed, and though her voice was soft, Wang Dahai still noticed.

He knew this woman must be contemplating something.

He suspected that even if he took the initiative now, she probably wouldn't resist.

At most, there would be a token resistance.

But, he didn't make a move.

After all, he'd already got a grip on the situation, best to let her make the first move.

But...

Wang Dahai was a bit worried. Would Zhao Qian be outside snapping photos or something?

He glanced outside but saw no suspicious activity.

Still, it's good to be cautious, he'll need to check her phone later.

During this time, Wang Meihua's body kept pressing into his embrace, the two bodies fitting tightly together.

"What's this?" Suddenly, Wang Meihua asked softly.

"What?"

"This right here."

Wang Meihua reached out and poked his tent.

Wang Dahai shivered, giving a light cough to cover his embarrassment: "It's nothing."

Wang Meihua giggled, not expecting this big guy to be so shy.

She liked this kind of shyness.

It gave her a sense of achievement to play with him.

Suddenly, she opened her hand and grasped it.

With that grip, Wang Dahai tensed up.

"You, you..."

"Right, I still don't know your name."

"Wang Dahai."

"What a simple and unadorned name."

"You, what's your name?"

"Me? I'm Wang Meihua."

"Mrs. Wang, can you take your hand away, please?"

"What's wrong?" Wang Meihua wrapped around and moved it up and down, hearing Wang Dahai inhale sharply, she asked, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"No, it's comfortable, it's just, this isn't very appropriate."

"What's inappropriate?" Wang Meihua teased him some more, probing again.

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