Liu Weiwei saw the flame flickering in Wang Dahai's eyes and knew the medication had taken effect.
She had slipped something into the glass of water she had just poured.
In a few days, she was going to go back to school.
The next time she would see Wang Dahai would be during the vacation.
But she couldn't wait.
She knew that Wang Dahai had always intentionally kept a distance from her, which troubled her deeply.
So, she had come up with this plan.
"Wang, what's wrong?"
She tilted her head, curiously looking at him.
"It's nothing."
Wang Dahai shook his head forcefully, trying to clear his mind.
But no matter how much he shook his head, the strange feeling inside him did not subside; instead, it grew stronger.
The young girl in front of him exuded an enchanting aura.
Her pale neck, silky hair, delicately seductive face, and the mature body of a young wife, made Wang Dahai feel like a furnace, about to explode.
