"Sure."

Jiang Yiren curled up her legs, hugged her calves, rested her chin on her knees, and said, "It's too early, I can't sleep. I'll watch a movie to pass the time."

Wang Dahai hummed in agreement, picked a movie at random, and clicked play.

Jiang Yiren glanced back at the room and said, "Turn off the lights, will you?"

"Okay."

He went to turn off the lights and then came back to sit down.

"Turn down the volume a bit, don't disturb Wu's sleep."

"Mhm." Wang Dahai grabbed the remote and lowered the volume.

But then, the movie-watching experience wasn't so great.

Wang Dahai suddenly said, "Sister, how about we watch it in your room?"

Jiang Yiren looked at him warily and said, "Are you trying to take advantage of me sneakily?"

Wang Dahai was embarrassed: "No, you're overthinking it; I just feel it's not very convenient this way."

"What's inconvenient about it? I think it's quite convenient."

"Hmph, you just want to take advantage of me."

Jiang Yiren grabbed his blanket and covered herself with it.

Wang Dahai scratched his head and didn't explain, letting her guess however she wanted.

The movie had been on for over half an hour, Wang Dahai's thoughts were all on Jiang Yiren, completely unaware of what was happening in the film.

Jiang Yiren was actually not that absorbed either; she just couldn't sleep and wanted to kill some time.

"Junior, help me massage my legs."

Jiang Yiren suddenly stretched her legs over, poking a shapely calf out from beneath the blanket and placed it on his body.

Looking at her white, slender leg beneath the pajama pants, Wang Dahai lightly grunted in acknowledgment and started massaging.

After a while, Jiang Yiren asked, "Are you cold?"

"Huh? No, I'm not cold."

The question was so sudden, Wang Dahai subconsciously gave the correct answer.

However, this "correct" answer was clearly not what Jiang Yiren was expecting.

After saying it, Wang Dahai also realized what was happening.

She obviously wanted him to feel cold.

"A bit cold."

Wang Dahai hurriedly pulled himself under the blanket too.

Jiang Yiren slowly moved closer, their shoulders pressing tightly against each other.

"Still cold?"

This time he was smarter: "Mhm, still a bit."

"Then put your hands in too, I'll warm them up for you."

Wang Dahai's heart raced, unsure how she was going to warm his hands.

As soon as he put his hand in, he felt Jiang Yiren grab it.

Her hand was small and soft, without a single callus.

Jiang Yiren held his hand and placed it on her thigh.

His hand was very near Jiang Yiren's private area, which made Wang Dahai's heartbeat quicken, stirring a desire inside of him to get even closer.

"Sister."

"What?"

"I'm a bit cold over here."

"Where?"

"Right here."

He gradually moved Jiang Yiren's hand with his own, slowly placing it under him.

Upon touching that hard object, Jiang Yiren immediately understood what he meant.

"Pervert!"

Jiang Yiren lightly spat, then after a few seconds, she said, "Take off your pants."

Wang Dahai was overjoyed, quickly pulled off his pants, and took them out from under the blanket to place them aside.

Then he also stripped off his underwear.

After sitting back down, Jiang Yiren's small hand reached out, her voice faint with a subtle tremble that was almost imperceptible unless one listened carefully.

"Still cold?"

"Not cold anymore."

Wang Dahai swallowed nervously, "Sister, are you cold?"

Yiren Jiang felt shy inside, knowing what he meant, she lightly huffed: "I'm not cold."

Dahai Wang felt a twinge of regret.

Yiren Jiang's gentle caressing and fondling caused the temperature under the blanket to rise sharply.

Both of their breathings became more and more rapid.

It was at this moment that Yiren Jiang couldn't help herself: "Junior, I'm a bit cold too."

Dahai Wang understood her meaning, gently hmm-ing, and reached out towards her waist, grabbing her pajama bottoms.

She cooperatively lifted her hips, allowing him to pull her pajama bottoms off.

Then, Dahai Wang's hand moved towards her thighs.

Moments later, he could feel her wetness and tightness.

Yiren Jiang's body felt weak and limp, leaning almost entirely on his shoulder.

Dahai Wang's other hand circled around from her shoulder, drawing her into his embrace.

The hand that circled around landed on her breast, squeezing and kneading through her nightgown with force.

Just at that moment, the sound of a door opening suddenly rang out.

Both of them stiffened for a second, Yiren Jiang leaving his shoulder and sitting up straight.

Dahai Wang too removed the hand that was hugging her, but the other hand was still hidden between her thighs.

He could even feel her body's contracting response due to excitement.

Wu Yun came out to use the restroom, noticing the flickering living room lights, and saw that the TV was playing a movie.

Then, she noticed two silhouettes on the couch.

Two?

Wu Yun paused for a moment, certain she wasn't seeing things.

"Wang, Sister Jiang, you guys are watching a movie?"

She casually greeted them.

"Mhm," Yiren Jiang said, "I couldn't sleep, so I came out to pass the time."

"Wu, do you want to watch for a bit too?"

It was a polite offer, but Wu Yun happily said, "Sure."

Her answer made Yiren Jiang regret being polite.

"I'm going to use the restroom first."

Wu Yun walked into the washroom and after coming out, headed in their direction.

She saw blankets covering both of them, but didn't think much of it.

Because Dahai Wang was to sleep on the couch at night, and indeed the temperature had dropped a bit.

She came over and sat to the left of Dahai Wang.

But then, she noticed that Dahai Wang's pants were here.

She paused, his pajama bottoms...

Dahai Wang isn't wearing pants now?

Underneath the blanket, his legs are bare?

But on second thought, it seemed, not that big of a deal.

After all, he was meant to be sleeping.

Wu Yun didn't think too much of it, instead, Dahai Wang and Yiren Jiang's hearts were racing a bit faster.

Afraid she'd notice something amiss.

She sat cross-legged on the couch, and not long after, also felt the temperature a bit low.

Yiren Jiang said, "Wu, cover yourself with the blanket too."

Dahai Wang hurriedly pulled the blanket over to cover her legs.

"Thank you, Wang," she said.

The three of them leaned on the sofa, under one blanket.

But Dahai Wang couldn't feel happy.

The pleasant intimacy they were having had been suddenly interrupted by Wu Yun's entrance.

However, at that moment, he suddenly felt Yiren Jiang once again stretch out her hand, taking hold of his.

Dahai Wang was very tense, his peripheral vision constantly on Wu Yun.

He looked at Yiren Jiang and saw her watching the movie with a composed demeanor, as if she was seriously watching it.

It was as if the hand holding his was not hers.

Yiren Jiang watched with keen focus, yet her little hand did not pause, stroking up and down repeatedly.

Dahai Wang licked his lips, mustering his courage, his hand also reached out.

When his hand touched Yiren Jiang's thigh, her body trembled lightly.

She fought the urge to look towards Dahai Wang, feeling both nervous and inexplicably thrilled inside.

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