Wang Dahai quickly put on his underwear.

He looked at Jiang Yiren's beautiful face, feeling an impulse to rush up and kiss her.

But it was only a thought.

At this moment, Jiang Yiren suddenly took off her eye mask.

She glanced at Wang Dahai, perhaps still affected by the teasing from Ning Mei, she didn't have her usual indifference, her eyes revealing a shy blush unique to young girls.

She gave Wang Dahai a forced smile, stood up, petals and warm water flowed down her delicate collarbone, just like a fairy stepping out of a bath.

Stream by stream, the water outlined her body's captivating curves.

As she was about to lift her leg, her foot suddenly gave way, and she lost her balance, falling downwards.

In her fall, her head was toward the edge of the hot spring pool.

If she hit it, her head would certainly be injured.

In the nick of time, a large hand suddenly reached out, supporting her body.

She ended up in Wang Dahai's arms.

Jiang Yiren was terrified, just about to thank him, when she realized her posture was somewhat awkward.

She was sitting directly on top of Wang Dahai.

And Wang Dahai's hands were firmly grasping her ample bosom.

Underneath, they fit snug and tight.

Moreover, she felt herself being prodded by something hard.

Exactly at that spot.

Although she was inexperienced in matters between men and women, she knew what it was.

Embarrassed and unable to muster any strength in her legs,

her body lifted slightly, and then she sat back down.

This movement stirred deeper sensations.

With a whimper, she tried to rise again.

But that effort vanished just as quickly.

Thus, she sat down once more, and was prodded again.

She went back and forth like this several times, stirring Wang Dahai into a fervent frenzy.

"Miss Jiang," Wang Dahai, seeing her nearly in tears, hurriedly said, "Don't move."

Although he wanted to maintain their current posture, he saw that she was in a hurry.

At such times, one shouldn't act rashly; it would only repel her.

When she finally stopped, Wang Dahai withdrew his hands, then gripped her waist.

This posture made Wang Dahai's heart tremble.

He reluctantly helped Jiang Yiren off him, saying, "Sit for a moment, take a breather."

"Okay."

Jiang Yiren, not daring to look at him, whispered, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Wang Dahai asked, "Did you hurt yourself just now?"

"No."

"That's good."

There wasn't much for them to talk about, creating an awkward atmosphere.

After a while, Jiang Yiren stood up again.

But just as she stood, she gasped softly, her body about to fall again.

Wang Dahai quickly reached out to hold her waist, pulling her into his embrace, asking, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yiren couldn't care about the ambiguous position at that moment, a hint of pain in her expression, "I think I just pulled a muscle in my thigh."

Being a doctor, she immediately diagnosed it.

"Pulled a muscle?"

Wang Dahai said, "Let me help you up."

"Okay, thank you."

Wang Dahai stood up, assisting her out of the hot spring, but her right leg was weak.

"Should I carry you?"

"Um..."

She was extremely shy.

But at this moment, she had to let Wang Dahai carry her.

Bending over, Wang Dahai scooped her up in a princess carry.

Standing 1.75 meters tall, with quite explosive proportions, her long shapely legs dazzling and glowing white.

Wang Dahai carried her out of the hot spring pool, and as they left, her buttocks inadvertently made contact with Wang Dahai.

She immediately realized what it was, and her face turned even redder, she bowed her head low, not daring to look at Wang Dahai.

Wang Dahai walked onto the tatami, and when he put her down, they accidentally made contact again.

However, she felt that Wang Dahai was deliberately trying to avoid it.

After putting her down, Wang Dahai brought over a blanket: "Cover yourself with this."

"Okay."

She covered herself with the blanket, but as soon as she looked up, she saw Wang Dahai's long gun, his underwear was almost punctured.

Wang Dahai coughed, sat cross-legged beside her, and said, "Miss Jiang, let me have a look at your leg."

"No need, I..."

"Let me take a look, I studied medicine in college, and I'm also quite good at massage."

"You studied medicine?"

Jiang Yiren was very surprised.

Wang Dahai smiled, "Genuine goods."

"It's just that I couldn't find a good job after graduating, so I could only work in massage."

Jiang Yiren was surprised by this, from Wang Dahai's tone, it didn't seem like he was lying.

She stretched out her strained right leg, Wang Dahai took a look, it was not visible from the exterior.

"Let me press it."

"Okay."

Wang Dahai grabbed her thigh, his palm placed against her thigh, moving inch by inch, pressing slightly with every move.

When he pressed at the root of her thigh, Jiang Yiren let out a painful cry.

"Is it here?"

"Yes."

"Just bear with it a bit."

Wang Dahai's fingers laid on that patch of muscle, exploring it, and said, "You've strained a tendon, the muscle doesn't seem injured, it's not too serious."

Jiang Yiren was even more surprised.

"You could even tell that?"

"Learned it." Wang Dahai gave a humble smile, and said, "Lie down, I'll help you massage it, it'll be fine soon."

Jiang Yiren wanted to say no need, but at that moment, Ning Mei's voice came from the next room: "Wang, are you done soaking?"

"Soaked already."

Wang Dahai said, "Miss Jiang, you rest for a bit, dry off your body, I'll go give Sister Ning a massage first, and then come back to help you."

"Okay, then, that's very kind of you."

"No problem."

Wang Dahai stood up, walking towards the next room.

This was a suite, with two rooms.

Usually used by two families.

Ning Mei, wealthy and substantial, rented a suite just for two women.

Wang Dahai came over, Ning Mei teased: "What were you doing next door?"

"Her thigh muscle is strained."

Wang Dahai said, "I was about to give her a massage, but then you called me over."

"Muscle strain?"

Ning Mei said, "Then you've got your opportunity."

Wang Dahai coughed lightly, "Sister Ning, stop teasing me, she doesn't fancy me."

Ning Mei said, "Whether she fancies you or not, who can say."

Then she added, "What were you doing in the hot springs just now, did you do something to her?"

Wang Dahai felt a bit awkward, mumbled an acknowledgment.

Ning Mei asked, "How did it feel? Was it exciting?"

"Yes."

Wang Dahai became more embarrassed, discussing these things with her always felt a bit strange.

"Sister Ning, let me give you a massage."

Ning Mei lay down on the tatami, wearing only a bikini.

Wang Dahai sat beside her, picked up the essential oil provided by the hot spring pool, and dripped it on her body.

While massaging, Ning Mei suddenly said, "Naughty little brother, Sister will give you another chance tonight, want it?"

Wang Dahai almost blurted out his desire, but felt he was being too direct.

Ning Mei laughed, "Alright, I won't ask you anymore, Sister will arrange it in a while."

"For now, just serve Sister well."

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