Without hesitation, Wang Hu twisted the ignition, and the car instantly emitted a deep roar, speeding away like an arrow. Sitting in the back seat, Shi Yan secretly rejoiced: "Hmph, you made me stand in the cold air earlier, let you try it!"
Her slender little hand, like a nimble little snake, silently slipped inside Wang Hu's clothes. However, when her fingers touched Wang Hu's body, she was surprised to find that his clothes were warm, as if carrying a warm current.
At this moment, Wang Hu was immersed in the thrill of driving, and the whistling cold wind did not affect his mood at all. He squinted his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a very comfortable expression.
Seeing this, Shi Yan was even more furious. She cursed inwardly: This guy, I've already taken such revenge on him, and he's still enjoying it!
Growing increasingly angry, Shi Yan decided to escalate her efforts. She leaned forward, gaining a clear view of Wang Hu's profile. His face still radiated satisfaction and pleasure. Unable to contain her anger any longer, Shi Yan reached out and unbuttoned a button on Wang Hu's shirt. She expected this to elicit a reaction from him, but to her surprise, Wang Hu showed no displeasure whatsoever; instead, he remained completely absorbed in the moment.
Seeing this, Shi Yan went completely berserk. She stopped caring about anything and started scratching at Wang Hu's body with both hands.
She seemed to have touched something she shouldn't have, and her cheeks instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple. Just then, Wang Hu, who had been enjoying himself, suddenly gasped.
Upon hearing this voice, Shi Yan felt a surge of secret joy, believing she had finally succeeded in getting revenge on Wang Hu. She even smugly gripped her hands tightly!
Wang Hu could no longer suppress his impulse. He slammed the accelerator to the floor, and the car shot off like an arrow, its speed instantly increasing. In a flash, they arrived at the familiar bathhouse. As soon as the car stopped, Wang Hu jumped out impatiently, grabbed her hand, and strode into the bathhouse.
Just as they were about to reach the front desk, Shi Yan suddenly looked troubled and hurriedly leaned close to Wang Hu's ear, whispering, "Oh dear, the owner here knows me. Why don't you go wash by yourself?" However, Wang Hu was not about to let her go so easily. He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then tightly grasped Shi Yan's hand and turned to leave the bathhouse.
Riding his electric scooter, Wang Hu led Shi Yan around looking for a pharmacy. After a short while, they finally found one. Wang Hu quickly parked, went inside, selected and bought two masks, and then rushed back to the bathhouse.
Back at the bathhouse, Shi Yan stood in front of the mirror in the lobby and carefully examined herself. She found that with the mask on, she was indeed difficult to recognize, which put her at ease. Then, she surprisingly reached out and hugged Wang Hu's arm, appearing quite affectionate. Even more unexpectedly, Shi Yan volunteered to pay for the bath this time.
It was nearly dark, and there were very few customers taking baths. Fortunately, there were still some private rooms available. Seeing this, the owner accepted the money without saying a word and handed them two keys.
Holding keys, the two hurried into the private room. Once inside, they quickly closed the door and turned the lock without hesitation, ensuring their privacy was secure. Then, in perfect unison, they removed their long-worn masks and casually tossed them aside.
Wang Hu stared intently at Shi Yan, his eyes burning with desire. Like a hungry tiger, he eagerly opened his arms and tightly embraced Shi Yan's head.
In an instant, his lips pressed against hers fiercely, like a whirlwind, as if pouring all his passion and desire into her. At the same time, his restless hands slowly slid down Shi Yan's delicate body, exploring the secrets of every inch of her skin.
Her husband smoked and drank regularly and never paid attention to oral hygiene, so they hadn't been so intimate in a long time.
Longing for passion, she found herself drawn to the handsome and wealthy Wang Hu and began to actively pursue him.
As their passion intensified, their clothes, like dancing flower petals, gently drifted to the ground.
The air, which was originally a little cool, seemed to be infected by the heat, and the temperature began to rise gradually, bit by bit.
Shi Yan's gentle and moving voice, like heavenly music, echoed in the small space, weaving together a melodious and enchanting tune.
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