"Sister Chen, stop joking."

Dahai seemed entirely unfazed.

"That's Director Wu, I'm just a nobody, how could I possibly have such an opportunity?"

"You, are you really that timid? You can't even dare to imagine it?"

"Why should I imagine that?"

Dahai pulled her into his embrace, his large hand directly tracing the curve of her back, slipping under her silky shirt into her waistband, and firmly grasping her buttocks.

He squeezed hard.

"I have Sister Chen, why would I want Director Wu?"

As he spoke, his hand moved lower, parting her legs and reaching the clandestine spot.

His fingers teased gently, then, catching her off-guard, plunged inside.

"Ah!"

Chen Die went limp, letting out a soft cry.

Her legs tightened repeatedly, her face flushing as she protested softly, "Stop it, quickly… take it out!"

Dahai didn't listen to her, his left hand firmly around her waist, while his right hand ventured further between her thighs.

Soon, her backside was all wet.

"Dahai, stop… Uh! You keep this up, and I'll get angry. Ah~"

Still, Dahai didn't stop. He nibbled on her earlobe, saying, "Sister Chen, why do you keep asking me all this? I know, you like this, don't you? You like to imagine other women while we're intimate?"

"No way!"

Chen Die felt both ashamed and angry, and somewhat powerless.

"Come on, take it out before someone sees us!"

"No one will see us."

Dahai said, "Sister Chen, you tease me like this every time, it makes me suffer."

He thrust his hips.

Instantly, Dahai pressed against her front through his trousers.

She shivered all over, feeling a tingling sensation.

"Next time, can I help you out, okay?"

"Not okay."

Dahai said, "I want you to help me now!"

"We are at the office…"

"Let's go to the restroom."

"No, I…"

"Sister Chen, you started this fire. You've got me all worked up; what is this supposed to mean?"

"Dahai…"

"Sister Chen, you don't like me, do you?"

Dahai suddenly stopped, withdrew his hand, and his smile disappeared.

"I can tell; you've always been deliberately avoiding me. I don't know why, but if you don't like me, then let's just forget it."

He took off his watch, shoved it into her hand, and turned to leave.

Chen Die was stunned.

This bastard!

"Dahai!"

She stamped her foot and chased after him, grabbing his arm, saying, "Dahai, it's not true, I do like you!"

"Huh."

Dahai shook his head, "Like? Sister Chen, we've known each other so long, and it's always me who makes the moves. Every time I initiate, you resist."

"Like or dislike can be seen from someone's reaction."

"If you truly liked me, you would be more excited than I am, not resistant."

"I'm not some love-struck boy."

"If you don't like me, then don't force it."

"Dahai!" Chen Die clung tightly to his hand: "I really like you, you've misunderstood!"

"I…"

Chen Die bit her lip, struggling briefly, then said, "Then, let's go to a hotel, okay? I don't want to in the restroom."

Dahai was moved, yet remained outwardly indifferent, "Sister Chen, are you sure?"

Chen Die nodded slightly, "But, but I'm not ready yet. Can I help you in another way, please?"

Dahai didn't speak, only hummed, seemingly sulking.

Chen Die feared that he might actually get angry and end things with her.

She had invested so much in Dahai, put down such high stakes, and definitely wouldn't allow him to pull something like this on her now.

She wrapped her arms around Dahai's arm, cooing, "Come on, don't be mad. I just wasn't ready yet. Let's hurry up and go."

They went downstairs, deliberately took a longer route, and arrived at a decent four-star hotel.

Chen Die paid for the room.

Once inside, Dahai didn't take initiative, as if he was still angry.

Chen Die nudged him, saying, "Can you go wash up a bit?"

"Mmm." Dahai entered the bathroom indifferently and came out a few minutes later with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Seeing Dahai clad only in a towel made Chen Die a bit nervous.

Noticing her expression, Dahai said, "Sister Chen, if you don't want to, let's forget it. I don't want to force you."

"No, it's just that I'm a bit nervous."

Chen Die said, "I'll, I'll go wash up too."

She went into the bathroom, used the toilet, and quickly washed up.

But when she came out, she was still in her clothes.

Seeing the disappointment in Dahai's eyes, she quickly sat next to him and said, "Dahai, I, I don't have experience. Can I use my hand to help you?"

Dahai didn't respond.

Chen Die was nearly exploding with anger inside.

She had never felt so frustrated.

If it weren't for keeping up appearances, she would never have any interaction with a man like Dahai for the rest of her life.

This jerk, taking advantage but still playing innocent!

Yet she couldn't say anything.

She reached out and unwrapped the towel from Dahai's waist. Instantly, Dahai's robust body was fully exposed to her.

Seeing Dahai's manhood, Chen Die's heartbeat raced.

She reached out and took hold.

In just a few seconds, Dahai reacted.

Her hand could barely encompass it.

"Dahai, lie down."

Dahai hummed affirmatively and slowly lay down.

Chen Die gripped with both hands, moving up and down.

"Dahai, does it hurt? I've never done this."

"It's okay."

"That's good."

Chen Die pretended she was clueless about everything.

A few minutes later, Dahai's breathing became heavier, and he got into the mood.

Chen Die's breathing was also a bit heavy.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her buttocks.

Dahai, touching her buttocks, said, "Sister Chen, take off your pants."

Chen Die trembled slightly, "Dahai, I really am not ready."

"Sister Chen, I won't touch you, I'll just feel, wearing pants isn't comfortable."

Chen Die bit her lip, internally conflicted.

Finally, she clenched her teeth and said, "You promise not to touch me!"

"I promise!"

Chen Die stood up, her movements somewhat stiff, and unbuttoned her pants.

Seeing Dahai staring at her intently, she felt somewhat panicked.

She turned around, facing away from Dahai, and slowly slid her pants down.

Beneath the pants, her black panties tightly hugged her plump buttocks,

emphasizing their roundness.

She had just pulled her legs out of the pants when she felt lighter.

Dahai grabbed her and pushed her onto the bed.

His strong body pressed down on hers,

making her feel a weight on her body.

The potent masculine scent overwhelmed her, almost suffocating her.

"Dahai, you promised—mmm!"

Before she could finish, Dahai's mouth blocked hers.

His powerful tongue forcefully pried open her teeth and stirred fiercely inside her mouth.

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