Chapter 445

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He lay flat on the yoga mat; because he was undressed, the sweat on his back stuck to the mat, which felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Ning Mei was kneeling beside him, adjusting her posture before her small hands pressed onto his chest.

The moment she pressed down, the corners of Wang Dahai's mouth twitched slightly.

Is this woman giving me a massage, or is she taking advantage of me?

Her hands even scratched at his pectoral muscles…

Wang Dahai silently closed his eyes.

After scratching him, Ning Mei cautiously used her peripheral vision to check on Dahai, and seeing him with his eyes closed, saying nothing, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she became increasingly bold, caressing his muscles.

After touching his chest muscles, she moved on to his abs, and then to his arms.

Even with his eyes closed, Dahai could imagine how desirous her gaze must be at that moment.

Hu Quan isn't dead, so why is this woman as thirsty as a widow?