Wang Dahai's hand was currently resting on Zhou Qian's lower abdomen.

Hearing Zhou Qian's words, Wang Dahai solemnly said, "I'm different."

"I don't have any other motive; I just simply like you."

"You like me?" Zhou Qian tilted her head, with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

"Yes, I like you."

Wang Dahai's hand slowly slid under her nightgown, grasping her fullness, tenderly playing with it in the palm of his hand.

"Hehe." Zhou Qian chuckled softly, it was unclear whether she was laughing at his words or something else.

Wang Dahai gradually increased his strength, slowly pulling her body onto his own.

Their two bodies slowly pressed together.

Zhou Qian looked at his face drawing near, slowly closed her eyes, and slightly parted her lips, her tender little tongue unexpectedly took the initiative to stick out.

She wasn't like this in the past; when she was with her ex-boyfriend, she would never take the initiative like this.

Even she herself had not noticed the changes occurring unconsciously within her.

And moreover, she had already begun to enjoy these matters between men and women.

Wang Dahai kissed her mouth, held her on top of him, lifted her nightgown, reached from behind her, touched her jade back, slid his hand into her underwear, and kneaded her buttock cheeks.

Zhou Qian opened her legs and straddled him.

A small hand reached down, pushed aside his underwear, and then she sat down.

"Uhh~"

Her breathing was heavy, and her body trembled.

Just as Wang Dahai was about to grasp her buttocks, she started to move on her own.

Up and down, making Wang Dahai feel extremely comfortable.

Outside.

Jiang Rou came out to use the bathroom.

She glanced at Zhou Qian's room.

The door of the room was open.

She passed by, but didn't see Zhou Qian's figure.

She thought Zhou Qian had gone to the bathroom and so waited outside.

But after waiting for a long time, no one appeared.

She then noticed that the bathroom light was off.

Not in the bathroom?

Jiang Rou was a little curious, she walked in, switched on the light, and indeed there was nobody inside.

She felt a bit strange.

After using the bathroom and coming out, she passed by Zhou Qian's room once more.

This time, she took a careful look and indeed, there was no one in the room.

Strange.

No one?

Where had she gone?

Jiang Rou's delicate eyebrows knitted together, feeling very puzzled in her heart.

She slowly walked towards her own room.

When she reached the doorway, she suddenly stopped.

Then, she swiftly turned around, looking towards Wang Dahai's room.

In her heart, a thought sprung up.

Could it be... in his room?

Once this thought emerged, it spread uncontrollably and could not be suppressed.

Reason told her it was highly improbable.

But she couldn't stop her mind from drifting in that direction.

Moreover, she recalled that lately, Wang Dahai and Zhou Qian were always returning together.

She stood at the doorway, staring at Wang Dahai's room, hesitant about whether to go and check.

She was afraid of seeing a scene she wouldn't be able to accept.

Yet, deep down, she also wanted to verify her suspicion.

In the end, she still walked over.

Arriving at the door, she took a deep breath, about to knock.

Suddenly, just at that moment, she heard some noise.

The sound seemed like bodies colliding.

Her brain thundered all at once, and her complexion turned deathly pale.

She pressed her lips together, slowly leaned forward, and pressed her ear against the door.

Immediately, the sounds became even clearer.

"Smack, smack, smack!"

Aside from the sounds of the bodies hitting each other, she could also hear gentle moans.

That moan, it was unmistakably Zhou Qian's voice.

Although she couldn't see, she was certain that something must be happening between the two people in the room.

Jiang Rou suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes instantly reddening.

She felt very sad.

How could Wang Dahai... How could he!

And with Zhou Qian, no less!

She felt a sense of betrayal.

It pained her immensely.

She kept telling herself that it couldn't be what she thought.

Inside the room, it might not be what she imagined.

She adjusted her emotions, gently grasped the doorknob, and very, very softly pushed the door open a crack.

Through the gap, she could see two figures on the bed.

One was Wang Dahai.

He was lying on the bed.

The other, she could only see from the back.

This back belonged to a woman, petite and exquisite, with a slender waist and a body that swayed seductively under the slip dress.

This woman was sitting on Wang Dahai's body, moving up and down.

The sound of their bodies colliding was produced under her movements.

Jiang Rou could even see where Zhou Qian and Wang Dahai were intimately connected.

With her own eyes, she could no longer deceive herself.

She wanted to rush in and loudly question the two of them, asking why they would do such a thing.

But what right did she have?

She was not Wang Dahai's girlfriend.

She had no right to ask these questions.

Slowly, she closed the door.

Leaning against the wall, her body slowly slid to the ground.

She covered her face, weeping silently.

After a long while, she stood up from the floor and returned to her own room.

She lay on her bed, her eyes hollow, looking somewhat like a zombie, listless and soulless.

She suddenly felt very tired, an indescribable fatigue, from the inside out.

She had always felt that there was still hope between her and Wang Dahai.

But on the other hand, she also hoped for a good future for herself.

To settle down in this city, she needed to buy a house.

But with Wang Dahai's income, they could never afford a house.

Even if they both worked hard to save money, it would still be difficult to afford a house.

Not to mention, Wang Dahai had now entered a government job, earning a salary of two to three thousand a month.

What could that amount of money do?

She suddenly wanted to know, when did Wang Dahai and Zhou Qian start?

A couple of days ago?

It seemed like just a couple of days ago when the two of them suddenly came back together.

And before that, Wang Dahai hardly ever came back.

The two of them didn't have much time to interact.

It must have been these past few days.

Jiang Rou really wanted to question Zhou Qian, but she had no right to.

After all, it wasn't as if they started seeing each other during her own relationship with him.

It didn't count as a third party interfering.

If anyone didn't have the right, it was her.

...

"Ah~"

Zhou Qian suddenly cried out.

Wang Dahai lifted her from his body, turned her over, and had her lie on the bed.

He entered her from behind.

It felt so deep!

A kind of discomfort, yet also enjoyment, an extremely stimulating sensation.

This stimulation made her involuntarily cry out loud.

She felt as if her soul was experiencing the utmost pleasure.

Wang Dahai lay on her back, his palm passing under her neck, grasping her chin, kissing her mouth, thrusting forcefully.

She felt as though her body was about to fall apart, a feeling of indescribable comfort that made her brain go blank for a moment.

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