Ning Mei took off his blindfold and asked with a smile, "Enjoying the soak?"

Wang Dahai knew what she was referring to.

Blushing, he uttered a sound of acknowledgment.

Ning Mei held back her laughter and then turned to look at Jiang Yiren.

Jiang Yiren's face was flushed with embarrassment, not daring to make eye contact with the two, just soaking beside them, with only her head showing.

Thinking back on what had just happened, she was mortified.

She didn't know how she'd ended up half-resisting, half-complying, doing that sort of thing with Wang Dahai.

But fortunately, it was nothing more than hugging and holding, without really taking that final step.

She couldn't help but think to herself, if Wang Dahai had really made that move just now...

Given her state of mind at that time, she probably wouldn't have resisted.

"Still got energy, Dahai?"

"Eh?"

Wang Dahai didn't understand the implication of her words and nodded, "Yes, why?"

Ning Mei just smiled and didn't say anything.

She stood up from the pool and fetched the red wine and glasses.

The three of them sat in the pool, drinking red wine.

The atmosphere of their conversation gradually returned.

The unease in Jiang Yiren's heart also vanished.

Occasionally, she would chat with Wang Dahai.

But, they were drinking more and more.

Ning Mei had bought four bottles of red wine, and they had already drunk three bottles by now.

Jiang Yiren's gaze was hazy, clearly very drunk.

"Little brother, it's all yours, handle it well, strive to win her over."

Ning Mei whispered in his ear, then stood up and said, "I can't do it anymore, I'm a bit sleepy, I'm going to rest for a bit, you guys keep chatting."

She dried her body and went to the resting bed, pulled open the thin quilt, and lied down.

Only the two of them were left in the pool; Jiang Yiren propped her arm on the edge of the pool, leaning her head and looking at him.

Suddenly, Ning Mei said, "Dahai, help me turn off the light, it's too bright for me to sleep."

"Oh, okay."

Wang Dahai stood up and turned off the light.

The room's lights dimmed at once.

And the open-air hot spring pool above them allowed some moonlight to enter so that they could still see each other.

However, without the light, the atmosphere suddenly became much more intimate.

Jiang Yiren seemed to become a bit drowsy as well, yawning, "I'm going to sleep a bit too."

She got up, swaying unsteadily, seemingly overpowered by the alcohol.

Wang Dahai quickly supported her, their two bodies in need of comfort pressing together.

But Jiang Yiren did not reject him; instead, she softly laughed and said, "Junior, are you taking advantage of me?"

This time, Wang Dahai did not blush but looked straight at her, "Yes."

Jiang Yiren smiled playfully, "Do you want to take more advantage?"

"Yes!"

"Really want?"

"Mhm!"

"Then close your eyes."

Wang Dahai's heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Was she drunk?

Normally, she would never say these things.

Wang Dahai immediately closed his eyes.

Jiang Yiren said, "Sit down."

Wang Dahai sat back down.

Jiang Yiren bit her lip and slowly parted her beautiful legs, straddling Wang Dahai's body.

Feeling her body weigh down on him, Wang Dahai's heart skipped a beat.

"Junior, no moving, okay?"

"Okay."

Wang Dahai's nervous voice changed a bit.

Jiang Yiren felt it, and she was pleased with Wang Dahai's reaction at that moment.

She placed her hands on Wang Dahai's shoulders, tilting her head, her red lips slowly approaching Wang Dahai's mouth.

Then, they touched.

At the moment of the kiss, every cell in Wang Dahai's body cheered and jumped for joy.

Although he had just kissed before, Jiang Yiren didn't know then; he knew who she was.

Now it was different.

They both knew each other.

Wang Dahai really wanted to hold her, but remembering her earlier warning, he held back.

Jiang Yiren was only kissing, without using her tongue.

She kissed him for a few seconds and then withdrew.

She felt the strong reaction from Dahai beneath her, and a bolder idea suddenly surged in her heart.

"Don't move, okay?"

"Mhm, I won't move."

Could she be planning to do something more?

The next second.

Yiren stood up.

She took off her underwear slowly with both hands.

Then, she straddled Dahai again.

Dahai did not feel any difference.

Until Yiren adjusted her position, pressing down on his astonishing reaction.

Then she suddenly grabbed Dahai's hand and said, "Hold this."

Dahai felt something added to his hand.

He squeezed it; it felt like some kind of fabric.

Suddenly, it dawned on him.

Could this be her panties?

Dahai's heartbeat accelerated.

He was somewhat incredulous.

Did this mean that she was wearing nothing beneath him now?

Dahai felt like he was about to explode.

But he still didn't dare to move rashly.

Yiren could do as she pleased; he couldn't.

After all, she was the one in control.

Her actions indicated that she could accept this level of intimacy.

But what he didn't know was where Yiren's true limits lay.

Perhaps she was just seeking some thrill.

Yiren hugged his neck, her body slowly rubbing against him.

It was even more comfortable than before.

"Junior."

"Mhm."

"Does it feel good?"

"Mhm."

"But your senior doesn't feel so good."

With a soft moan, Yiren suddenly stood up from him, leaving Dahai feeling a void in his heart.

Afterward, Yiren took the item from his hand.

A while later, he heard the sound of running water.

Dahai removed his blindfold and saw her body slightly shaking, trying to leave the hot spring.

"Senior, let me help you."

He reached out to assist her, and Yiren did not refuse.

Dahai inwardly regretted, not understanding why Yiren suddenly stopped.

Did she regret it?

From Yiren's face, he could not discern her true feelings, his thoughts a jumbled mess.

He helped Yiren out of the pool and walked towards the futon.

The futon was only slightly higher than the tatami but was quite large.

Ning Mei was sleeping on the innermost side, breathing steadily, seemingly already asleep.

Yiren showed no sign of wanting to leave. Dahai helped her sit down.

Dahai brought a towel to wipe down her body.

After drying off, Yiren yawned and laid down, saying, "Aren't you going to sleep, Junior?"

"Sleep."

A thought crossed Dahai's mind.

There was only one bed here, and if he were to sleep, it had to be right here.

This thought excited him all over again.

Whether Yiren hadn't thought of it or deliberately chose not to think about it, she pointed to the middle of the bed and said, "You sleep in the middle."

"Oh, okay."

Dahai was completely led by her, doing as she said.

He lay down in the middle of the bed.

Yiren pulled over a thin blanket and said, "Cover yourself with the blanket."

The two were under one blanket.

The lights were off in the room, but there was still some light; the rough outline of the room was clearly visible.

Dahai lay flat, his spirit too awake to fall asleep despite the alcohol.

"Junior," Yiren called softly.

"Mhm?"

"Lend me your arm."

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