Seeing Zhang Jie, Wang Dahai paused slightly.
"Mrs. Zhang!" He stood up happily, strode over quickly, and subconsciously opened his arms, wanting to hug her.
Just about to hug her, he felt the gesture too abrupt, so he stopped.
This made him even more awkward.
Zhang Jie chuckled and said, "Silly brother, haven't seen you for a few days, did you miss your sister?"
Her tone was still the same, which put Wang Dahai at ease.
"Yeah, I did!"
"Your sister missed you too."
Zhang Jie sat on the massage bed, propped her hands on the edge, and gently swung her beautiful legs.
Seeing Wang Dahai looking somewhat awkward, Zhang Jie hopped off the massage bed and said, "The last time you made sister feel very comfortable, but I've been a bit busy these past few days and forgot to compensate you."
She grabbed Wang Dahai's shorts and pulled them down.
Looking down, it was still flaccid.
"What's wrong, no reaction seeing your sister?"