"Where is it different?"

Han Lan didn't quite understand what he was referring to.

Wang Dahai said, "I don't even have my own place to work, I just sit in the car, it's quite boring."

"Moreover, Mayor Su even had me clean the office this morning."

"I'm a driver, and yet I'm asked to do a cleaner's job."

There was some resentment and dissatisfaction in his tone.

After hearing this, Han Lan just smiled lightly and said, "You, you're just slow."

"How am I slow?" Wang Dahai was unhappy.

Han Lan said, "Do you know who usually does the cleaning?"

"Who else, cleaners."

"Wrong."

Han Lan said, "Cleaning the building, indeed, that's a job for cleaners."

"But cleaning the leader's office is generally done by secretaries."

"I ask you, does Mayor Su have a secretary right now?"

Wang Dahai thought about it and shook his head, "I haven't seen one."

"That's correct."

"She doesn't have a secretary now, so temporarily there's no one to do this work."

"But why did Mayor Su ask you to do it? Because she trusts you. If she didn't trust you, would she let you do such tasks?"

"I guess Mayor Su might be intending to train you to be a secretary, and now it's like she's assessing you."

Train me to be a secretary?

Wang Dahai's eyes lit up.

Hearing her explain this way, he also felt that there really might be such a possibility.

He suddenly became very motivated, and his discomfort from the morning also completely vanished.

He kissed Han Lan vigorously: "If it weren't for Sister Han teaching me, I really wouldn't understand all these intricacies."

"Hmph." Han Lan felt proud inside, but was kissed somewhat awkwardly.

Her body, just satisfied, now felt a bit sticky again.

Wang Dahai sensed it, chuckled, and lifted her buttocks.

With a plop.

"Ah~"

She moaned tremblingly.

The next second.

Wang Dahai turned her over and pressed her onto the bed, saying, "Sister Han, should I be a bit rougher?"

"No... ah, gently, gently."

...

The two stayed in the room for over an hour. Since Chu Qing was still there, they didn't dare delay too long.

Regardless, Han Lan was well fed.

She came out of the room radiant.

Wang Dahai went home in the evening.

He had been absent from home every few days.

But he had been continuously chatting with Jiang Yiren on his phone.

By the time he got home it was almost nine o'clock.

Several women were watching TV on the sofa.

After seeing him return and chatting for a while, each went back to their rooms to rest.

"Come in." Ning Mei sent a text.

Wang Dahai quickly got up and entered the room he knew well.

Ning Mei had already saved a spot for him.

Wang Dahai lay in the middle of the bed, and Ning Mei immediately came closer, her hand reaching down and holding it.

Soon, Ning Mei's moans could be heard.

Jiang Yiren, with her back turned, listened to her moaning and the sounds of their bodies colliding, feeling quite restless.

After over half an hour, Ning Mei finally got off him, satisfied, and soon steady breathing followed.

Wang Dahai turned over and hugged Jiang Yiren from behind.

But he was gently patted by Jiang Yiren, who softly huffed, "Don't touch me."

Wang Dahai was puzzled, "Senior Sister, what's wrong?"

"Hmph." Jiang Yiren just hummed, not speaking.

Wang Dahai didn't understand, "Senior Sister, are you jealous?"

"Who's jealous?"

"I have no relation with you, why would I be jealous?"

Hearing this, it was clear she was indeed jealous.

But this wasn't the first time.

Why would she get jealous now?

Dahai thought to himself, could it be that senior sister wanted it?

He immediately got out of bed and left the room.

Hearing the movement, Yiren felt a bit disappointed.

She thought it was because of her words that Dahai got angry.

However, about ten minutes later, the door opened again.

Dahai lay back down, hugged her, and said, "Senior sister, I'm clean now."

Yiren was stunned, her face turning red, "Why tell me this?"

Dahai guessed that she probably felt uncomfortable thinking that he just had intimacy with Ning Mei, considering him 'second-hand'.

His palm caressed Yiren's delicate abdomen, saying, "Senior sister, let me serve you well tonight."

After speaking, he pulled down his underwear, grabbing her big buttocks.

He lowered his head to kiss her neck.

Teasing the most sensitive spots on her body.

Yiren, moved by the kisses and caresses, shivered continuously.

Soon, Dahai crawled into the bed, lying on top of her, and took in her ample bosom.

Then, his tongue wandered on her skin, slowly moving down, burying between her beautiful legs.

"Ah~"

Yiren, with her eyes closed, let out a comfortable moan.

After about ten minutes, Dahai slowly crept up, pressed against her vaginal entrance, slowly rubbing, and said, "Senior sister, I like you."

Yiren gently hummed, her heart tingling, as it was the first time Dahai expressed his feelings for her.

He embraced Yiren's neck, making her face him directly.

Though the room was pitch black, they could clearly see each other's faces.

Her incredibly beautiful face was something Dahai couldn't restrain himself from.

He gently thrust his hips, almost penetrating her.

But he stayed just outside her entrance.

"Senior sister."

He called out with an inquiring tone.

Yiren knew what he meant.

Unless she agreed, Dahai would absolutely not proceed without consent.

Suddenly, Yiren hugged him, whispering softly, "Be gentle, I'm a bit scared."

Dahai was overjoyed inside, hummed in agreement, and the next second, he slowly sank his hips.

He felt an extremely tight embrace enveloping him.

The woman in his arms tensed up all at once, her voice expressing some pain.

Dahai immediately stopped, continuing to kiss her body.

After she relaxed a bit, he continued to sink his hips.

It took about ten or so minutes before Dahai was fully inside.

The woman in his arms sporadically convulsed, trying hard to adjust.

Her spirit became extremely excited, holding Dahai very tightly.

At this moment, she finally became a woman.

And finally, she experienced this feeling.

A very strange feeling.

But she did not regret it.

"Senior sister, does it hurt?" Dahai asked softly.

"A bit."

"Then I'll be gentler."

Dahai lovingly kissed her forehead, slowly exploring.

After about ten minutes, her furrowed brows smoothed out, gradually feeling a different sensation.

Dahai held her tightly, as if wanting to melt her into his body.

As he was about to climax, Dahai suddenly breathed heavily, passionately kissing her lips.

Yiren seemed to feel something too, and she also reached the edge of her peak.

Finally, at a certain moment, they both arrived together, both body and soul reaching the climax.

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