Wang Dahai received a text message, hesitated for a few seconds, but still came over.

He was wearing boxer shorts, fumbling in the dark.

The door to the room was not closed, he walked in and saw movement on the bed, and knew that no one was asleep.

He walked over, just about to speak, when Ning Mei said, "Close the door."

He turned around and closed the door.

Coming back, Ning Mei had already opened the blanket, patted the middle spot: "Get up here."

Wang Dahai didn't know what he was feeling at the time, he was worried that Jiang Yiren would be angry, but he didn't have a better way.

He could only bite the bullet, climb onto the bed, and lie in the middle.

As soon as he lay down, he could feel that Jiang Yiren's body seemed to tense up.

She was lying down.

Eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

But her somewhat disordered breathing betrayed her current mood.

Ning Mei didn't speak, but buried her head under the blanket.

The next second, she climbed on top of Wang Dahai, yanking his boxer shorts open.

With just a little tease, he was already standing at attention.

Wang Dahai didn't dare to move an inch.

But Jiang Yiren still sensed something was off.

She wanted to open her eyes and see, but the room was dark, and opening her eyes, she could not see anything.

Just as she was feeling anxious, she suddenly felt that her hand was grabbed.

Was this Wang Dahai's hand?

No, his hands weren't this soft.

It was Ning Mei's hand!

Jiang Yiren was puzzled, what was Sister Ning doing?

As she was confused, Ning Mei had already grabbed her hand, holding onto Wang Dahai.

Jiang Yiren's heart trembled.

Then, she felt Ning Mei's lips.

Her heart fluttered wildly.

Sister Ning... she really did it!

Jiang Yiren couldn't define her feelings at the moment.

A bit angry, yet a strangely thrilling sensation.

Ning Mei used her hand, holding Wang Dahai, while she herself was kissing.

She was so stimulated that she had a physiological reaction.

Wang Dahai lay rigid, not daring to move at all.

No one knew how long time had passed when Ning Mei finally came out from under the blanket.

"Dahai, hold me."

"Sister Ning..."

"If you don't hug me, I'm going to climb on you myself."

Wang Dahai could only wryly smile, turned to the side and held her.

Ning Mei turned her back to him, rubbing herself with her big bottom, moaning softly.

Suddenly, Ning Mei let out a trembling moan.

Hearing this sound, Jiang Yiren couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

They couldn't be...

While she was lost in wild thoughts, Ning Mei suddenly giggled: "Yiren, do you think Dahai is inside me?"

Her thoughts being pierced through, Jiang Yiren flustered: "No."

Then she added: "Whatever you two do, I don't care."

"Is that so?"

Ning Mei swaying her bottom, enjoying the sensation of being filled by Wang Dahai, while saying: "I know you care, I'm just teasing you. Hmph, even if he wanted to, I wouldn't let him."

She said this, but her big bottom was taking Wang Dahai in deeply.

Wang Dahai's heartbeat accelerated, thinking that Sister Ning was quite the actress.

But the more she said so, the more Jiang Yiren believed it.

Wang Dahai also felt extremely stimulated, but still remained motionless.

"Ah, ah, Yiren, your junior, he's really amazing. I can't help but want him, what should I do?"

"Just go for it."

Jiang Yiren snorted, turned away, and paid them no attention.

"Ah, ah~"

Ning Mei suddenly let out trembling moans, and a few minutes later, she lay down, saying, "Boring, I'm going to sleep. Go take care of your senior sister."

Wang Dahai, in an awkward state of arousal, felt uncomfortable, but hearing this, he dared not really mess around and instead sat up, saying, "I'm going to sleep."

"Don't go." Ning Mei grabbed him, "Come here, make sister feel good, your senior sister is still in discomfort. If you leave like this, she'll blame me."

Wang Dahai looked toward Jiang Yiren, who didn't speak.

He slowly lay back down, hesitated, then turned to his side, reached out, and began to touch Jiang Yiren's thigh.

As soon as he touched her, Jiang Yiren's body trembled, but she didn't resist.

Wang Dahai grew bolder, his palm caressing her thigh, feeling her delicate softness.

Jiang Yiren's breathing became even more rapid, and while it was just a simple physical contact, not even touching any sensitive spots, it still made her blood rush and her body react profoundly.

She had taken off her pajama pants, wearing only a tank top and underwear.

Her snow-white thighs were exquisite to the touch, soft as water.

Wang Dahai touched her lower abdomen, moving upward, sliding under the tank top, grasping a peachy fullness.

He suddenly gripped it hard.

The tenderness of the young girl sent Wang Dahai's spirit soaring, straight into the clouds.

He felt Jiang Yiren's butt, pulling her underwear down, stopping at the thigh's root.

Then he grabbed her thigh, lifting it slightly.

With a slight thrust of his hips, he was nestled between her thighs, against her soft garden.

Jiang Yiren bit her lips tightly, her body and mind trembling, a warm current flowing through her lower abdomen.

Wang Dahai held her tightly in his arms, his hands rampaged.

Although he yearned to break through that barrier, he knew it wasn't the right time and could only reluctantly hold back.

Ning Mei had noticed their movements, but she didn't say anything.

She knew Jiang Yiren was shy, and speaking at this moment would only embarrass her.

"Uh~"

Wang Dahai suddenly took a deep breath, leant forward to find her lips, and entangled his tongue with hers.

Jiang Yiren responded with similar passion and eagerness.

There wasn't even a need for Wang Dahai to move; her full and round bottom did the work, shaking on its own, her legs tightly squeezed together, allowing Wang Dahai to unleash it all.

After a long time, the two finally stopped.

But Wang Dahai kept pecking at her lips, entwined with her tongue, enjoying the peaceful french kiss.

After kissing for over ten minutes, Wang Dahai finally pulled back his tongue.

The person in his arms was already soaked, soft as cooked noodles.

The two looked at each other in the dark, Wang Dahai saw her shyness.

Her endearing appearance made Wang Dahai unable to restrain himself, and he continued to kiss her for a while.

She could feel Wang Dahai's intense feelings for her; she was almost consumed by this flame.

"Hu~"

Wang Dahai whispered softly, "Senior sister, I'm going back to sleep."

"Mhm." Ning Mei shyly responded.

Wang Dahai had just sat up when Ning Mei asked, "Dahai, have you taken good care of your senior sister?"

"Cough." How was he supposed to answer that?

Ning Mei was just asking casually, without any teasing intent: "Go to sleep."

"Mhm."

Wang Dahai hopped down from the bed, listened at the door to make sure there was no sound outside, then pushed the door open and left.

After cleaning up, he settled on the couch and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Waking up, sunlight streamed in through the window.

Wang Dahai opened his eyes and sat up from the couch.

He hopped off the couch, was about to get dressed when Wu Yun suddenly came out of her room.

"Wang, good morni—"

Wu Yun stopped in mid-sentence, her smile froze.

Her eyes were fixed on Wang Dahai's lower half.

Wang Dahai, why aren't you wearing any underwear?

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