"Hilda?" Jiang Hai didn't usually interact much with the girls around him, but he was still quite familiar with them.
He'd initially thought it would be Dinah or Aphra who came. If both of them had shown up together, he wouldn't have minded.
But why was it this shy girl? Seeing her, Jiang Hai couldn't help but awkwardly stand up from the water.
After quickly wrapping a bath towel around himself, he walked over to Hilda, squatted down, and looked at her.
"Why are you here? Did you get lost?" Jiang Hai smiled and asked, studying Hilda's hesitant expression.
"No, I... uh..." Hilda stammered. She tried to speak, but after several moments, she still hadn't formed a complete sentence. Jiang Hai couldn't make sense of what she was trying to say.
"I'll take you to the other side," he offered, seeing her indecision. He smiled and stood up, ready to lead her to the female bathroom across the way. But just as he reached for her arm, she suddenly grabbed his wrist, her hands trembling slightly.
Then, to his surprise, Hilda took a few deep breaths, clearly gathering her courage.
"I... I came here on purpose. I want to stay with you. Please... treat me the same way you do Aphra and Dinah." Her voice was a whisper by the end, barely audible.
Jiang Hai couldn't help but smile at her earnestness. "If you want to stay, nobody's going to push you away. You don't have to be like Aphra or Dinah. I'm not a good person, but I'm not a bad one either. I won't make you do anything you don't want."
Hilda bit her lip, then whispered nervously, "No, you don't understand. I like you. I really want to be with you... So please, don't have any burden. I'm the same as Aphra and Dinah... all of us..." Her voice trailed off, her cheeks flushed.
Jiang Hai was taken aback by her words, but his expression softened. "Are you sure about this?"
Their eyes locked, and after a moment, Hilda nodded firmly. Seeing her determination, Jiang Hai didn't hesitate any longer. He lifted her in his arms and carried her into the dressing room.
When he removed the bath towel, Hilda stood before him, her body perfect in its proportions. Though she wasn't tall, standing at about 1.65 meters, her blonde hair and blue eyes gave her a fresh, innocent look. What struck him most, however, was her figure—especially her bust, which was the most impressive Jiang Hai had ever seen.
Unable to control himself, Jiang Hai moved toward her. Hilda, trying to suppress her reactions, bit down on the towel, but Jiang Hai's hands began to roam, pulling at her clothes...
"Hilda, it's so damp here... Is it because we're in the bathroom?" He whispered near her ear, feeling the intensity of the moment.
"Please... don't tease me," Hilda begged, her voice barely audible, filled with embarrassment.
Jiang Hai smirked, enjoying the moment. "It's all Hilda's fault. Who told you to be so cute?"
Hilda suddenly turned her head, gasping for air. Gripping Jiang Hai's head, she kissed him passionately.
The kiss lingered, and when they finally pulled away, Hilda pulled Jiang Hai's head into her chest, holding him tightly.
"If you really like me, prove it to me. Let's stay together, forever," she murmured, her words echoing in Jiang Hai's mind.
His heart raced as their connection deepened, the warmth between them undeniable.
Afterward, Jiang Hai lay on the bed, his thoughts scattered. The passion from the bathroom still lingered. He hadn't expected Hilda to be so bold, but it had excited him in a way he hadn't anticipated.
"You've been a little decadent lately," he muttered to himself as he looked at his hands. The feeling of what had just transpired was still fresh in his mind. Though Hilda had been weaker than Dinah, Jiang Hai still helped her back to her villa. He had planned to rest afterward, but Hilda, still shy, quickly ran inside without saying much.
That night, Jiang Hai lay in bed, restless. He thought about everything that had happened over the past few days. It was a lot to take in, but he enjoyed every moment with each of the girls.
Hilda's words from earlier made him feel conflicted. Did the other girls—Becky, Sheila, Oshilia, Bridget, and Janice—feel the same way? Were they all waiting for him?
Jiang Hai smacked his face in an attempt to shake off those thoughts. He couldn't afford to be distracted.
The next morning, he woke up feeling disoriented, a dream lingering in his mind. After a quick shower and a change of clothes, he went out to the vineyard to check on things.
When he saw Aphra and Dinah, they were as usual, but Hilda was deliberately avoiding him. Jiang Hai, understanding her shyness, didn't push her.
At around ten o'clock, after finishing a basket of grapes, Dina came over to help him. They were well-acquainted with these tasks, and after they brought the grapes into the winery, she led him to a secluded spot they'd visited yesterday. Without any further words, they fell into another passionate encounter.
"You just spent time with Hilda last night, and you're still this energetic?" Dina teased, her back pressed against the wall as Jiang Hai continued.
"Of course. I'm your master," Jiang Hai grinned, patting her back.
"Who do you think is better, me, Aphra, or Hilda?" Dina asked seriously, looking at him intently.
Jiang Hai froze for a moment. This was a tough question.
While they continued, he tried to think of a way to avoid answering. Dina, sensing his hesitation, narrowed her eyes and pushed against him more forcefully, making him gasp.
Just then, Jiang Hai's phone rang in his pocket, offering him a way out.
He picked it up, surprised to see that it was Ai Xiaoxi calling. Jiang Hai had been chatting with her and Feng Yunchen on WeChat, usually in a group conversation every night. But it was unusual for her to be calling at this hour, especially since it was 10 o'clock in the morning in the U.S.
"Hello, Xiaoxi. What's up?" he answered, curious.
"Hey, are you busy? Am I interrupting?" Ai Xiaoxi asked cautiously.
"No, not at all. Just picking grapes. What's on your mind?" Jiang Hai replied.
"I wanted to ask if you had any plans for the Mid-Autumn Festival," Ai Xiaoxi asked, her voice thoughtful.
Jiang Hai paused, realizing the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching. "Mid-Autumn Festival? Hmm, I don't have any plans yet..." he said, a bit distant as memories of past celebrations came to mind. He hadn't spent the festival with his family in three years.