Jiajia was at a loss for how to respond when Dahai emerged from the restroom.

"Mrs. Zhang, I'm heading back first."

He didn't linger, lacking a good excuse to stay.

"I'll walk you out."

Zhang Jie escorted him to the door and glanced subtly at his lower body, whispering, "Are you free tomorrow, it's the weekend?"

"No," Dahai shook his head.

He was alone and his life was quite simple.

"Then come over tomorrow during the day to help her with lactation. I'll send you a message then."

"Okay."

As he turned to leave, Zhang Jie suddenly said, "After you finish with her, do me too."

Dahai looked inside and said, "That might be a bit inappropriate?"

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to send her away."

If Jiajia were home, it would definitely be inconvenient, she wasn't that bold yet.

Since the last time Dahai had entered by accident, she hadn't felt comfortable.

It had been so long, she couldn't hold back anymore; every night her "little intimates" were soaked.

"Oh," Dahai replied, feeling some anticipation himself.

After returning home and taking a shower, Dahai went back to his room to sleep.

A little later, Zhang and his wife came home.

They were off work the next day too, and Zhang hadn't been working much overtime lately.

Which meant, during the weekend, he also had no opportunity to be alone with his wife.

Moreover, now there was also Jiang Rou in the house.

Dahai sighed internally, his sister-in-law was willing now, but there was neither opportunity nor time.

Around nine in the evening, just as he was almost asleep, his phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Jiang Rou.

"Hello?"

"Dahai, can you come pick me up?"

Jiang Rou's voice sounded somewhat tipsy.

Dahai remembered that she was out for dinner that night.

He checked the time, considered for a couple of seconds, and said, "Send me the address."

After hanging up, Jiang Rou sent him the address, about ten kilometers away.

She also sent a message saying a male colleague had been harassing her continuously and she wanted Dahai to pretend to be her boyfriend.

He went out, hailed a taxi, and reached the location in twenty minutes.

Just as he got out, he saw a young, slender, and tall woman squatting at the entrance of a restaurant.

Next to her, a man in his thirties was squatting as well.

The man had one hand on her shoulder, leaning close to Jiang Rou's head, appearing very affectionate.

Jiang Rou was trying to remove his hand, but the man clung to her like a plaster.

Dahai frowned, walked over, grabbed the man's salty pig hand, and shoved him away.

The man stumbled backwards from the sudden push.

He looked up, about to curse, but saw Dahai helping Jiang Rou up.

Seeing Dahai, Jiang Rou appeared very happy and flung herself into his arms, "You're here."

Her cheeks were flushed, clearly having drunk quite a bit.

With his arm around her waist, Dahai glared coldly at the man and said, "If I catch you harassing my girlfriend again, I'll kill you!"

The man's face flashed with embarrassment.

Jiang Rou was too pretty. On her first day at work, many men had set their sights on her.

Only this one was bold enough to try and take advantage of the situation.

And now he'd been caught red-handed by her boyfriend.

He tried to explain, but Wang Dahai was too indifferent to care and walked away, supporting Jiang Rou.

When they returned to the apartment complex, Jiang Rou had sobered up a bit.

Leaning against Wang Dahai, she sweetly said, "You were so manly just now."

Wang Dahai, without a hint of politeness, rubbed her buttocks and said, "I'm even more manly in bed. Want to give it a try?"

"Not at all."

Mentioning that, Jiang Rou's mood soured again.

Although Wang Dahai had said it depended on her performance,

she always felt that Wang Dahai was just placating her.

So she remained hesitant about whether to give her first time to him.

After all, Wang Dahai had other lovers outside, and not just one.

That was something she couldn't accept.

Exiting the elevator, Wang Dahai didn't take her home but instead wrapped his arm around her and walked into the stairwell, pinning her against the wall and kissing her lips while caressing her body.

"No, mm, don't."

Jiang Rou's soft voice twisted her body, but Wang Dahai was already an expert.

One hand expertly found its way under her skirt, slipping into her little intimates, and entered the pale entrance, water sounds splashing.

The other hand grasped her perky fullness, making that cherry protrude.

Before long, Jiang Rou was left with only light moans, more and more moisture being teased out, sliding down her inner thighs, dripping onto the floor, gathering in a small puddle.

Her buttocks pressed against the wall, calves spread outward, thighs tight together because of the pleasurable stimulation, her abdomen twitching, her body weakly hanging on Wang Dahai.

"Feel good?"

Wang Dahai pulled out his tongue and caught her earlobe.

Her ears extremely sensitive, her body shuddered immediately, murmuring feebly.

Wang Dahai quickly took off his pants, whipped out his treasure, then grabbing her waist, pressed her down—Jiang Rou now crouched against the wall.

He pinched Jiang Rou's delicately beautiful chin, admiring her lust-clouded beautiful eyes.

He stretched out a finger, parted Jiang Rou's lipstick-covered sexy lips, and Jiang Rou stuck out her tongue, twirling it around his finger a few times.

Wang Dahai grabbed his cock, smacked it against her cheeks few times, then directed it towards her mouth.

Jiang Rou gave him a resentful look but eventually opened her mouth.

"Huh~"

Wang Dahai comfortably lifted his head.

Jiang Rou's head moved back and forth, making gulping noises.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, she was especially uninhibited today and very proactive.

Some fifteen minutes later, Wang Dahai thrust his hips, fully entering until he had finished, then finally pulled out.

Jiang Rou coughed a few times; the hallway lights instantly turned on.

Wang Dahai helped her up, tenderly wiping the fluid from the corner of her mouth and said, "Did you like it?"

"You bad man!" Jiang Rou, feigning girlish coy, pouted.

Wang Dahai didn't immediately take her home but, hooking his arm around her waist and playing with her fullness, said, "I still stand by what I said yesterday. I can get back with you, but I won't break up with the other women."

Jiang Rou's drunkenness sobered up considerably at once.

Her gaze grew more resentful, suddenly feeling sad and remained silent.

Wang Dahai didn't care; he was willing to get back together, still craving her body.

After all, it was Jiang Rou's first time.

Although he had committed relationships with Mrs. Liu and his sister-in-law, they were both married before.

In this era, for a beauty like Jiang Rou to have preserved her first time until now was exceedingly rare.

"Let's go."

Wang Dahai wrapped his arm around her and left the stairwell, heading back home.

Late at night, just as Wang Dahai was about to fall asleep, his phone suddenly rang.

Picking it up, he was surprised to see it was from the sister-in-law.

"Dahai, are you asleep?"

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