Jiang Yiren was startled when she heard it.

"Sister Ning, you, what kind of joke are you making?"

"Who's joking with you."

Ning Mei stood up, touched her waist, and hummed lightly, "If not wild now, I'll be old soon."

"But..."

"You mustn't say!" Ning Mei said seriously, "This matter should only be known between you and me, understood? Don't tell a third person."

"But..."

Jiang Yiren's heart was beating very fast; she didn't know if Ning Mei was being serious or joking.

"Why? Can't bear it?"

"Who can't bear it? I'm not even close with him, it's just..."

"There is no 'just.' I'm going."

Ning Mei walked a few steps, then suddenly came back, "Do you want to come along?"

"Ah!"

Jiang Yiren was startled and shook her head repeatedly, "No, I don't want to."

"Cut it out, scaredy-cat."

Ning Mei said, "It's not like I'm asking you to do anything, if you're too scared for that kind of thing, at least you dare to take a small advantage, right?"

She whispered into Jiang Yiren's ear: "Your junior brother's body is really nice. Besides, the petals cover it up, he won't know it's you."

Jiang Yiren was a bit tempted.

"Come on, play with me, I'm nervous too."

Ning Mei pulled her arm, and half-pushing, half-pulling, they arrived next to the hot spring pool.

"Dahai, your senior sister and I are coming down."

"Oh." Wang Dahai leaned against the poolside, motionless.

After the two women entered the water, they sat in front of him.

Jiang Yiren felt Ning Mei grabbing her hand and moving closer to Wang Dahai.

She was somewhat resistant, but couldn't resist, and finally, it landed on Wang Dahai's chest.

"Dahai, you don't mind if sister touches your muscles, do you?"

Wang Dahai chuckled dryly without speaking.

Jiang Yiren stroked his chest, feeling a tingling sensation.

Ning Mei took her wrist, caressed his chest, and then gradually moved downward.

Then, she suddenly placed her hand on the sides of Wang Dahai's underwear, saying, "Dahai, sit up for a moment."

Wang Dahai knew what she was about to do, hesitated, then sat up.

She then took Jiang Yiren's hand and pulled down Wang Dahai's underwear.

Jiang Yiren's heart was in her throat.

It felt absurd.

It was supposed to be just a tease of Wang Dahai, how did it turn out this way?

The next second, she suddenly felt Ning Mei pushing her hand, grabbing onto Wang Dahai...

Immediately, Jiang Yiren's body shivered as if struck by electricity.

She instinctively wanted to let go, but her grip tightened, experiencing an indescribable thrilling sensation.

This was her first time in such close physical contact with a strange male.

Ning Mei said, "Dahai, you just enjoyed a massage by sister, let me massage you as well, shall I?"

"Um, um..." Wang Dahai's throat was dry.

Thinking that Jiang Yiren was right beside him, and Ning Mei was doing this, he felt nervous.

"Then let sister give you a body massage instead."

After speaking, Ning Mei suddenly moved close to Wang Dahai's ear and whispered in a voice only they could hear, "The one holding you is your senior sister."

This statement almost made Wang Dahai have a nosebleed.

Not Ning Mei?

It was Jiang Yiren!

"Take good advantage of the opportunity."

Ning Mei whispered softly and pushed back a bit, saying, "Alright, I'm coming up now."

After saying that, she pushed Jiang Yiren.

Jiang Yiren stumbled and fell into Wang Dahai's arms.

She was just about to get up when Ning Mei said, "Brother, hold me."

Wang Dahai extended his arms and held Jiang Yiren.

Jiang Yiren's whole body trembled.

"Brother, support me a bit, it's a bit uncomfortable like this."

Ning Mei guided verbally from the side, Wang Dahai followed her instructions, reached out to support Jiang Yiren's buttocks, and placed her on his thigh.

This posture was extremely ambiguous, the extensive contact of their flesh made Jiang Yiren extremely nervous.

Then, there was no need for Ning Mei to say anything more.

Wang Dahai took the initiative, grabbed Jiang Yiren's hands, and their fingers tightly interlocked.

Below, he was nestled against her.

Slowly rubbing.

Jiang Yiren had never experienced such stimulation, she just felt a warm flow in her lower abdomen, a tingling sensation that was indescribably comfortable.

She even actively, swung her hips, trying to merge more tightly with him.

At this moment, Ning Mei took Jiang Yiren's hand, grabbed Wang Dahai's arm, guiding it to place his hands on Jiang Yiren's ample chest.

By the time Jiang Yiren realized, Wang Dahai had already grabbed hold.

Squeezing hard.

"Oooh~"

Jiang Yiren moaned softly.

But Wang Dahai was still restraining himself, not daring to go too far.

Until Ning Mei said: "Yiren has gone out, Dahai, use strength, give Sister joy."

After saying that, she sat on the side, quietly enjoying.

Hearing this, Wang Dahai let go of his restraints, his arm wrapped around, reaching Jiang Yiren's back, unfastening her bra.

Her unrestrained fullness bounced like a rabbit, Wang Dahai cupped it, his mouth sucking greedily.

Jiang Yiren bit her lips hard, making no sound.

Seeing Wang Dahai buried in her chest, she felt a sense of guilt.

Although she didn't like her boyfriend, she was still in a relationship.

Yet now, she was embracing and sharing such intimate contact with another man she had only met twice.

She was about to push Wang Dahai away when he suddenly looked up, his hand stroking her hair, bringing her lips up to his.

Wang Dahai sealed her lips, and her eyes widened.

It was her first kiss.

But before she could think further, Wang Dahai's tongue had already invaded, stirring her into panicked confusion.

Wang Dahai hooked around her waist, grasping her hips, rubbing with all his might.

He didn't dare to really mess around, at most taking a bit of an advantage on the edge.

Even so, it was enough to satisfy him.

Jiang Yiren's mind was muddled, she wanted to push him away, but her body couldn't bear to.

She closed her eyes, refusing to think of those things, and deeply immersed herself in this unprecedented joy.

After embracing and kissing for a long while, Wang Dahai suddenly rose from the pool, rolling her over and pressing her in the pool, hooking her back and hips, and thrusting vigorously.

The stimulation instantly intensified.

Jiang Yiren's slender arms clasped tightly around Wang Dahai's broad back, shifting from passive kissing to active.

She entwined with Wang Dahai's tongue, exchanging saliva.

Wang Dahai released her small tongue, kissing and licking her neck, earlobes, leaving traces of saliva on her body.

After such intimate embrace for a long while, Wang Dahai's body suddenly stiffened, holding her tight in his arms, immobile, breathing heavily.

After a while, he sat down again, still holding Jiang Yiren.

Jiang Yiren lay limp in his arms, her lips slightly parted exhaling warmth.

She knew why Wang Dahai had stopped, though it was just rubbing, it still made her feel extremely shy.

Then, Ning Mei said: "Alright, Dahai, let her go, Yiren is coming back."

"Okay." Wang Dahai reluctantly let her go.

Jiang Yiren's body limply drifted to the opposite side of the pool.

Then, Ning Mei made a jumping motion, creating a splash, pretending it was Jiang Yiren who had returned.

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