In this moment, this scene.
No need for superfluous words, one was incredibly lonely, the other had been burning with lust for days.
Xuewei quickly took a shower and then went on to assist Lin Zhenghui.
His hand was injured, and many movements were inconvenient for him, so he gave all the initiative over to Xuewei.
"Don't get so excited, be gentle, you're hurting me," said Xuewei as she felt Lin Zhenghui's palm trembling, his grip a bit too strong as he kneaded her breasts as though they were dough.
"Sorry, I got too excited," Lin Zhenghui said, looking at the flesh bulging between his fingers.
"Come on, before your sister-in-law calls and asks you to come home," said Xuewei, not wanting the proverbial duck that was almost in her mouth to fly away.
"Do I need to do anything?" asked Lin Zhenghui.
"You've got injuries, you don't have to do anything. Just lie down good and quiet, let me take care of your 'fire'," said Xuewei, making him lie flat.
