Zhang Jie couldn't take it anymore. She was unbearably itchy.

Her reason had been completely swallowed by desire, only wanting Wang Dahai's "big treasure" to fill her up.

Wang Dahai's movement gripping the lad paused as he let out a cheer in his heart.

He aimed for the spot and thrust his hips forward.

The fierce tip rubbed at the entrance, inching its way inside.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

A sudden knocking sound erupted.

"Dahai, have you finished over there?"

A yoga teacher's voice came from outside, "Fang has been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhang Jie was jolted awake, feeling a sense of swelling below, realizing that she had just let Wang Dahai take the initiative.

Her face changed instantly, and the legs lifted by Wang Dahai struggled a few times, the swelling sensation disappearing at once.

She hurriedly sat up from the massage bed, her expression quite complicated as she looked at him.

Wang Dahai also realized what happened and said calmly, "It's almost done."

"Then hurry up," the woman outside walked away.

Only then did Wang Dahai look at Zhang Jie, seeing her complex expression, no longer as collected as before, he felt a bit nervous.

Although Zhang Jie had taken the initiative just now, he had deliberately teased her.

If it had actually happened, there wouldn't be a problem.

A done deal, cooked rice turned into a cooked meal, she would probably just accept it.

But unfortunately, it was only partially in, this half and half affair, not enough pleasure, that was the real loss.

He still planned to apologize, "Mrs. Zhang, just now..."

Zhang Jie said nothing, grabbed her underwear and skirt, and quickly put them on.

After she was dressed, she pulled open the door and left, not saying a word to Wang Dahai throughout.

Wang Dahai's heart instantly cooled by half.

That afternoon, Wang Dahai wasn't in good spirits, lost in thought.

Later on, he simply stopped thinking about it.

Originally, he and Zhang Jie didn't have much of a relationship, and these days he had touched what he should have touched.

Even the last step was almost completed.

For him, there was no loss.

The worst case scenario would just be Zhang Jie not bothering with him anymore.

When he returned home that evening, the living room light was on, but no one was to be seen.

The meal was half-done when he heard movement.

Turning his head, he saw Jiang Rou.

"What are you cooking?" Jiang Rou asked curiously, looking into the pot.

Wang Dahai asked casually, "How was the interview this afternoon?"

"The salary is too low, I don't want to go," she replied.

"Heh," Wang Dahai had guessed as much.

When the meal was ready, his sister-in-law and Zhang arrived home.

After dinner, Zhang stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk."

He now dared not stay at home, fearing Lin Wanqiu might find a pretext to cause trouble.

"I'll go too," Lin Wanqiu stood up and said.

Zhang was somewhat surprised, but then he smiled and said, "Alright."

The two changed their shoes and headed out.

Wang Dahai knew that his sister-in-law was deliberately giving him and Jiang Rou space.

He certainly couldn't disappoint his sister-in-law's kindness.

Jiang Rou washed the dishes, then went back to her room.

No sooner had she stepped inside, Wang Dahai followed and pushed the door open to enter.

"Why don't you knock!" Jiang Rou was angry, he always just came in directly.

A girl's room should not be barged into so rudely.

Wang Dahai leaned on the bed and pointed downwards, saying, "You haven't helped me with it today."

Jiang Rou bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with a rosy tint, embarrassed, she said, "Why do you always think about these things!"

Wang Dahai didn't bother with small talk, immediately took off his pants, and changed into a lying position, "Come here."

Jiang Rou's heart was full of reluctance, but since it was agreed upon, she couldn't well renege.

Moreover, she wasn't actually unwilling.

She walked over, sat beside him, and reached out to grasp and stroke up and down.

"Lie down," Wang Dahai patted the spot beside him, "It's the perfect opportunity to practice kissing."

"No."

"Relax, I won't touch you. Besides, your 'time' is still there, I couldn't do anything even if I wanted to."

Wang Dahai's words made her let down her guard.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she obediently lay down.

Wang Dahai slightly smiled, hooked her shoulder, brought her close, and kissed her sweet lips.

He kissed her tenderly, his hand caressing her fragrant shoulder as he slid off her nightgown, revealing her serpentine, exquisite body.

The body of a young girl is soft, like a lump of dough, Wang Dahai touched attentively, flattening and molding.

Soon, the room was filled with her delicate gasps.

Her little hand worked harder, but Wang Dahai felt it wasn't satisfying enough.

His fingertips glided over her skin, pinched at her waist, and then landed on her round, plump bottom.

Jiang Rou instinctively wanted to resist, but Wang Dahai just left his hand there without any disarrayed movement, so she let it be.

However, after a while, Wang Dahai gradually started to knead and grip.

His movements grew in scope, slowly eating away at her reason.

By the time she reacted, her buttocks had almost been pinched out of shape.

And she was immersed in it, not resisting.

After a while, Wang Dahai felt he was about to come, suddenly withdrew his tongue, and got up.

Jiang Rou's mouth was still open, her gaze hazy and scattered, when she saw Wang Dahai holding his 'treasure' come over, directly stuffing it into her mouth.

Jiang Rou immediately snapped to her senses, just as she was about to push him away, bursts of Fountain of Life spurted out.

"Mmm~"

She flailed against Wang Dahai's thigh, and after ten or so seconds, Wang Dahai finally withdrew, satisfied.

"How could you do this to me! Cough cough~"

She opened her palm, looked down, and spat everything out, seething with anger.

Wang Dahai smirked, pinching her lips, "Don't be mad. Once your 'time' is gone, I'll help you, too."

"I don't want it!" Jiang Rou vehemently denied with her words, but inside, she felt a bit of expectation.

How will he help me?

With his mouth?

She had seen such scenes in movies.

She didn't know what that would feel like.

She straightened her clothes and ran out to rinse her mouth.

Wang Dahai also put on his trousers and came out.

"Hey," Jiang Rou suddenly asked, "don't you plan on getting a girlfriend?"

Why is she suddenly asking this?

Wang Dahai shook his head, "I haven't met the right one yet."

As he said so, he looked at Jiang Rou, "You couldn't possibly want to get back together with me, could you?"

Her thoughts exposed, Jiang Rou's eyes darted around in panic as she denied, "Who wants to get back with you, keep dreaming!"

"That's good." Wang Dahai breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's with that expression!"

Wang Dahai's expression caused a pang of hurt inside her, "Is getting back together with me so unpleasant for you?"

Wang Dahai just smiled, not picking up the conversation.

Jiang Rou angrily returned to her room and closed the door with a bang.

"Quite the temper," Wang Dahai muttered, not taking it to heart.

In the following days, Zhang Jie didn't contact him again.

He only saw her when tutoring her daughter in English.

But every tutoring session, Zhang Jie's husband was home, so he and Zhang Jie had no chance to be alone, and he couldn't find out what her true feelings towards him were.

Until this afternoon, just as Wang Dahai finished massaging a female client and was about to rest, the door to the massage room was suddenly pushed open.

Zhang Jie walked in.

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