The noise finally died down.

Wu Yun's violent heartbeat also calmed down.

"Ugh~"

"I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

Ning Mei got up from Dahai's body, walked over, and lay down beside Wu Yun.

Wu Yun was still a bit nervous, but soon heard Ning Mei's breathing become even as she entered her dreams.

She secretly opened a slit in her eyes and saw Yiren still sitting there, with Dahai resting his head on her thigh.

After a while, Yiren sat up, dragged Dahai to the tatami, then grabbed a thin blanket and covered him with it.

Wu Yun's heart raced once again.

Because Dahai was lying right beside her.

And Yiren was lying on the other side of Dahai.

The light in the room dimmed suddenly as the lights were turned off.

Ning Mei and Yiren fell asleep.

Dahai also fell asleep.

Only Wu Yun, with her eyes wide open and her heart pounding severely, could not fall asleep.

She looked at Dahai's profile, her gaze unconsciously moving downward.

A blanket covered him, hiding everything beneath.

But the vivid scenes from earlier kept appearing in her mind.

To this day, she still felt somewhat unreal.

Sister Ning actually...

And with Yiren together.

They seemed utterly unconcerned about such matters.

Their attitude shattered her understanding.

She couldn't quite imagine or understand why the two women could do such things.

Her heart was profoundly shocked.

At this moment, her body also had some physical reactions.

Even somewhat unable to suppress, she wanted to do something.

She hesitated for a long time but eventually couldn't control herself.

She extended a hand, slowly at first with the back of her hand, touching Dahai's arm.

Then, moving along his arm, bit by bit, she slid under the blanket and touched his waist.

Her breath halted, her movements stiff, her senses unusually sharp.

It seemed she could feel his current state through Dahai's skin.

He was very relaxed, obviously asleep.

Wu Yun's hand kept moving downward.

Finally, it reached Dahai's thigh.

Then, with a burst of courage, she reached further inside.

She touched it!

At that moment, her heart started to beat rapidly.

Then, she spread her fingers and grasped it.

She didn't know what she was feeling at the moment.

The mental stimulation far outweighed other sensations.

And her body, due to the mental stimulation, reacted more intensely, extremely strong.

She was terribly nervous.

At the same time, somewhat hesitant.

Not knowing what she should do.

Just hold on like this?

She thought of some movies she had seen before, and tried to mimic, lightly moving up and down.

It felt strange.

But this stimulating feeling made her somewhat addicted.

Unconsciously, the Wang in her hand responded greatly.

She felt she could hardly hold it.

She couldn't help but think back to what Ning Mei was doing just now.

Uncontrollably fantasizing if it were her…

This thought grew stronger and was almost unbearable.

Just then, Dahai suddenly turned over.

Wu Yun stiffened in her movements, nearly scared to death.

Until Dahai stopped.

She saw, at this moment, Dahai was facing her.

A bold idea couldn't help but emerge in her heart.

She adjusted her breathing, then slowly turned around, her back facing him.

She lifted her buttocks bit by bit, a reaction completely driven by instinct, pressing towards Dahai.

It was almost immediately after she pushed back, that she felt Dahai's warmth pressing against her.

The position was just right, no adjustment needed.

Her entire body started trembling.

Slowly, she controlled her hips, rubbing back and forth.

Though there was a layer of fabric between them, for her, trying this for the first time, this stimulation was the most beautiful experience of her life.

She bit her lips tightly, daring not to make a sound.

It was truly wonderful, really wonderful.

Wu Yun's mind drifted, feeling as if she was in a warm ocean, her body seemingly electrified, waves of electricity passing through.

She felt herself melting into a puddle, her strength drained.

However, just then, a large hand suddenly grabbed her waist.

Her entire spirit was momentarily shocked, and her body stiffened.

Her consciousness instantly detached from the stimulation, and she calmed down.

This hand...

Was it Wang?

Her heart was beating extremely fast.

Was Wang awake?

What would he think of her doing this?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

Both embarrassed and ashamed.

At this moment, she felt Dahai's hand suddenly gripping very hard.

Then, he thrust forcefully.

Though still separated by fabric, this thrust, pressing against her, was indescribably more stimulating than when she initiated it herself.

She almost couldn't stop herself from crying out.

She did not dare to move, only continuously being thrust by Dahai.

The hand that was originally on her waist suddenly moved up, grabbing her fullness.

This was the first time another man had touched her there.

Instantaneously, her whole body shivered violently.

Dahai's violent movements, the strong clutching, made her feelings extremely complex.

She did not know how much time had passed; she only heard a low breathing sound coming from Dahai behind her.

Then, Dahai stopped.

After a long time, once she was sure he was not moving anymore, Wu Yun couldn't help but think.

Could he still be asleep?

Was it just that she aroused him, and he thought he was dreaming?

She slowly pulled her buttocks back, turned around slowly, and sure enough, saw Dahai still sleeping, eyes closed, showing no signs of waking.

She sighed in relief, knowing that she had overthought earlier.

It was indeed Dahai's subconscious reaction.

She touched below with her hand, her cheeks instantly flushed.

But since everyone was resting, it wasn't appropriate to clean up at this time.

She had to endure it, planning to deal with it tomorrow morning.

She woke up from her sleep.

Dahai felt he had a beautiful dream.

He opened his eyes, the ceiling of the private room feeling foreign.

It took him a few seconds to realize he was in the clubhouse's private room.

Just as he was about to sit up, he suddenly felt someone beside him.

Turning his head, he saw a slender back quietly lying next to him.

And in front of this back, there was another figure.

That was Ning Mei.

Ning Mei was still deep in sleep, and the woman sandwiched between him and Ning Mei was also sleeping.

Clearly, this woman was Yiren.

Dahai turned over, and suddenly froze.

He reached down and touched, his expression inevitably becoming a bit strange.

Where are my underwear?

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