After the bath, he returned to the room to find Jiang Rou already lying on his bed, covered with a quilt, with only her head exposed.
Wang Dahai closed the door behind him, turned off the light in passing, climbed into bed, and lay next to Jiang Rou.
"Dahai."
As soon as he lay down, Jiang Rou hugged him.
It was then that he realized, beneath the quilt, Jiang Rou was not wearing anything.
No, that was not quite right.
She had on a pair of little intimates.
Apart from that, she was completely bare.
Her pale, soft, tender, and smooth body was pressed tightly against him.
Wang Dahai had been interrupted with Lin Wanqiu, leaving him in a state of neither here nor there. Although his passion had subsided, he was still feeling uncomfortable and could hardly bear such stimulation.
Just a simple hug made Wang Dahai feel his blood boiling, and his member sprang to attention.
Jiang Rou felt something poking her below, and her cheeks flushed instantly.