After she finished speaking, her body suddenly slid down along Wang Dahai's chest.

The next second, Wang Dahai felt a warm embrace.

He was stunned.

Ning Mei was so daring, and acted as if nobody else was around.

She quickly tasted for a while, then crawled out from under the blanket and put on her clothes saying, "I'm leaving."

She pushed the door open and left.

On the bed, only Wang Dahai and Jiang Yiren were left.

The light was still on.

Wang Dahai's neck was a bit stiff, he slowly turned around.

"Sister..."

"What did she just do to you?"

"Sister Ning, she..." Wang Dahai hesitated whether to tell.

Jiang Yiren, looking into his eyes, said, "Don't lie, or I won't talk to you."

This statement dispelled Wang Dahai's thought of lying, and he said, "She just licked."

"Hmph!"

Jiang Yiren let out a light snort, turned her head away, seeming a bit angry.

She was indeed a little angry, and a bit shy.

She didn't expect Ning Mei to be so bold as to actually do such a thing.

Really embarrassing.

Beyond the embarrassment, there was some curiosity and a fluttering heart.

What does it feel like?

"Sister, I also didn't expect Sister Ning to do that."

Wang Dahai explained awkwardly.

Feeling his helplessness and anxious desire to explain clearly, Jiang Yiren suddenly found it a bit funny.

She suddenly said, "Go wash up."

"Ah? Wash what?"

"Take a shower."

"I already took one."

"Take another one."

"Oh."

Although he did not understand why Jiang Yiren made such a request, he did not ask further.

Jiang Yiren was not in a good mood now, so it was best just to follow her instructions without digging deeper.

He went to take another shower.

When he returned to the bedside, Jiang Yiren said, "Turn off the lights."

Wang Dahai turned off the light and lay back down.

"Sister..."

Jiang Yiren suddenly turned toward him, in the darkness, her eyes shone like bright, clean stars.

Wang Dahai was captivated by her gaze, unable to extricate himself.

"I want to as well."

Jiang Yiren suddenly uttered this perplexing statement that Wang Dahai struggled to understand.

Then, she slowly crawled under the blanket.

The next second.

Wang Dahai felt her hand grasp him.

Wang Dahai's heart skipped a beat.

He guessed what Jiang Yiren was about to do.

And he understood what her earlier statement meant.

His entire body tensed up, extremely nervous.

He felt Jiang Yiren's hand clumsily handling for a few times.

Then, somewhat cool lips drew close and touched.

Following was the warm embrace.

"Ooh~"

Jiang Yiren quickly retreated but after a while, she continued trying.

Although he couldn't see anything, Wang Dahai could imagine the scene at the moment.

He felt his body slightly floating, extremely surreal.

He never thought Jiang Yiren would make such a move.

This was really... too surreal.

Time passed by, minute by minute. Jiang Yiren tried back and forth for about five or six minutes.

From the initial awkwardness, to seemingly driven by instinct, she got somewhat skilled.

This brought Wang Dahai a very thrilling experience.

If only he could see her face, it would be even better.

She stopped, crawled out from under the quilt, and asked shyly, "How was it?"

"Comfortable."

"Really?"

"Mm."

Yiren blushed and fell silent.

Her body was also having a strong physiological reaction.

Dahai seemed to notice and asked, "Sister, may I kiss you?"

Yiren hesitated for a moment, then softly hummed in agreement.

With permission, Dahai suddenly buried his head under the quilt.

Then, while Yiren was still puzzled, he moved beneath her, his hands caressing her thighs.

Next, he spread her legs apart.

She then felt an electrifying sensation between her beautiful legs.

It was Dahai kissing her.

Only then did she realize that by "kiss", Dahai meant down there.

Her body trembled as if electrocuted, and her legs suddenly lost strength.

Embarrassment, awkwardness, excitement, pleasure...

Complex emotions surged in her heart.

But soon, she was lost in Dahai's kisses, her eyes delirious, and her lips slightly parted, emitting a soft, enticing moan.

Her hands unconsciously clutched the sheets, her abdomen heaving intensely.

She didn't know how much time had passed.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she felt a warm flow in her abdomen, her body suddenly went limp, no longer having strength.

Dahai slowly climbed up, and seeing her heavily panting form, he embraced her, kissing her lips.

She responded intensely, passionately extending her tongue, entangling with his.

Dahai's rough fingertips roamed and caressed her, grasping her plump and gently kneading.

He used his knee to part her legs, positioned outside her vagina, rhythmically rubbing.

Yiren's reaction grew stronger; she felt an intense emptiness waiting to be filled.

Her remaining rationality made her retract her tongue, saying, "No bullying me."

Dahai paused, hummed softly in response, and then captured her tongue again, continuing to kiss and caress.

But he restrained himself, not going any further.

The two entwined on the bed, kissing for over an hour until both felt severely exhausted and finally stopped.

Dahai held her in his arms, panting heavily, asked, "Sister, do you feel good?"

"Mm."

"Do you want to feel even better?"

"Want... no."

Dahai's fingers, like playing the piano, moved beneath her, reaching the enchanting forbidden zone, saying, "This."

Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, realizing she had misunderstood.

She hummed in response.

As soon as she hummed, Dahai entered.

"Ah~"

Her already exhausted body surged with new energy.

Dahai held her tightly, fiercely playing a moving melody.

Her voice was high, one wave outdoing the last.

Late at night, Dahai finally stopped.

Yiren felt all the stress in her body had been released under Dahai's tender care.

"I want to sleep now."

After the passion, deep fatigue set in.

"Mm."

Dahai did not let go, and Yiren did not say anything.

They fell asleep embracing each other.

They woke up still in the same position.

Yiren woke up first.

Feeling the warmth of Dahai's arms, she suddenly felt very sweet.

In her heart, she decided, today when she returns, she would break up with her boyfriend.

Although in her view, her relationship with her so-called boyfriend was not even as close as with a colleague.

But nominally, the relationship still existed.

With the decision made, her mood brightened even more.

Her hand felt something, stirred slightly, and suddenly realized, it was Dahai.

A bold thought surged in her heart.

She gently moved out of Dahai's arms, then slowly, crawled back into the quilt.

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