After the passion, Wang Dahai held her tightly in his arms, feeling utterly satisfied inside.
Yiren also felt exceptionally content, a sense of fulfillment radiating from inside out.
She hadn't expected that her first time, under such circumstances, would be given to Dahai.
But she didn't regret it one bit.
Even if the two of them don't end up together, she wouldn't regret it.
Since she was young, she had been raised indulgently, preferring spiritual resonance more.
Intimate contact wasn't something she factored into consideration.
Of course, if her private life were more harmonious, it was a bonus for her.
Yiren was embraced from behind by him; neither spoke, their bodies, drenched in sweat, closely stuck together.
After a while, Yiren felt him react again and she hummed softly, "You naughty junior, did you start having ideas about me the moment you first saw me?"
"Yeah."
Dahai caressed her fullness and said, "I fell for you the moment I first saw you, senior."
