"What's not okay? Wang Jie, bro, I don't understand what you're talking about?"
"What's the problem with me helping you wipe off a bit?"
"Don't tell me you want to do something to me because I wiped your body."
After she said this, Zhang Meijuan also felt her face heat up and her heartbeat quicken, and her whole body tensed with excitement. Unable to restrain herself, she rubbed her thighs and swallowed hard.
Wang Jie also felt quite unsettled. What did she mean? Was that a direct hint? It was so overt that it couldn't even be considered a subtle one anymore.
Struggling to maintain his last shred of self-control, Wang Jie dared not say anything more, nor dared to continue doing pleasurable things, and quickly released Zhang Yan and Meijuan.
The moment he let go, Zhang Meixuan couldn't help but feel a touch of disappointment, and a slight smile played on her lips. She didn't take it seriously, after all, it was all trivial in the grand scheme of things.
