Wang Dahai didn't linger, unlike yesterday when he battled until the evening.
Because he still had matters to handle.
"Ooh~"
He withdrew, and Yan Jing's delicate body trembled.
After two consecutive days, Yan Jing felt her body was falling apart.
Every time that powerful impact felt as though it was knocking her soul out of her body.
"I have things to do this afternoon."
Wang Dahai said as he dressed.
Yan Jing quietly hummed in acknowledgment.
The two actually had nothing much to talk about; it was purely meeting mutual needs.
Leaving the hotel, Wang Dahai sent a message to Ning Mei: "Sister Ning, are you busy?"
"Not busy."
"Alone at home?"
"With friends at the Hot Spring Club, do you need me?"
"Just want to chat about something, never mind if you're busy."
"You can come over." Ning Mei sent him an address.
The Hot Spring Club was located in the suburbs, and it took Wang Dahai over an hour to get there by bike.