This cry was extremely high-pitched, tinged with panic.
She instinctively wanted to make Wang Dahai stop, but then realized they were in the yoga studio.
Moreover, Lin Wanqiu was right beside her.
If Wang Dahai were to stop, Wanqiu would definitely notice something was off.
As Wanqiu heard the cry, her cheeks grew even hotter, thinking how overly sensitive this girl was.
Merely touching her shoulders, yet she moaned so lasciviously.
If she hadn't just watched Wang Dahai's actions, she would have thought he was doing something else to her.
Wang Dahai's hand reached her buttocks and paused there, motionless.
He glanced sideways at his sister-in-law to ensure she wasn't looking, then slowly spread his fingers, grabbing and kneading her flesh.
Zhao Xue's body shivered slightly, her cheeks flushed red enough to drip blood, and her eyes watery.
