Now, Ying Huanhuan's body was completely exposed to Qing Ye's eyes. Her round, snow-white breasts were so round and beautifully shaped, and the pink buds on them, two pink protrusions, stood out against the white skin. A small pink circle of areolas surrounded them. The whole look was so delicious and tempting, like two beautiful and delicious pastries.
Qing Ye couldn't help himself and pounced on her. His entire body was swift, yet when he landed on Ying Huanhuan, he was so gentle. It had taken so much effort to reach this point, and although he felt a surge of desire, he didn't want to wake the sleeping beauty, or his work would be abandoned halfway. Who knew how potent the drug would be on Ying Huanhuan and how long it would last? Besides, he was only halfway there; there were more important things to do later.
Qing Ye began to rub Ying Huanhuan's snow-white breasts. Unlike before, now there was no clothing covering them. Ying Huanhuan's breasts were right before his eyes, being transformed into various shapes by his hands. From time to time, he would use his fingers to rub the nipples. The nipples became thinner, thicker, flatter, and rounder under Qing Ye's fingers.
Qing Ye watched as Ying Huanhuan's nipple slowly rose in his hand, his mouth dry. He eagerly lowered himself, opened his mouth to Ying Huanhuan's left breast, and sucked on the erect nipple.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan let out a soft sound.
The sound was so beautiful, but Qing Ye felt something else. The subtle sound froze him, his entire body still. He dared not move, not even blink, for fear that any movement would disturb the person beneath him.
After a long moment, he blinked his dry eyes, then strained to look upward. Seeing Ying Huanhuan's expression unchanged, he breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly released the liquid, taking just one sip, yet to savor its delicious flavor.
Qing Ye raised his head and saw a faint blush rising on Ying Huanhuan's cheeks, making her look even more beautiful and charming. After confirming that Ying Huanhuan showed no sign of waking, Qing Ye lowered his head again and took Ying Huanhuan's left breast in his mouth, savoring the alluring flavor once more.
"Slurp!" Qing Ye's mouth emitted a series of sucking sounds. Ying Huanhuan's brows tightened slightly with each sound, then slowly relaxed when the sounds stopped.
"Hmm..." Soon after, Ying Huanhuan let out another faint moan.
Qing Ye paused slightly, then slowly raised his head to look at Ying Huanhuan. He still saw no signs of her waking up, though the blush on her face was even more pronounced. He licked his lips, gave a wicked smile, and continued to lean down. His left hand once again found Ying Huanhuan's snow-white breasts, but his left hand abandoned the softness of her chest and slowly moved along Ying Huanhuan's snow-white skin, from her chest to her lower abdomen, then to her waist, until it touched Ying Huanhuan's skirt. Qing Ye's hand paused, but only for a moment before slipping into the narrow gap between the skirt and Ying Huanhuan's skin.
Qing Ye's hand slipped under Ying Huanhuan's skirt and used his fingers to slightly lift her panties, creating a gap between them. His hand then slipped through the gap and immediately touched a wisp of grass. Qing Ye felt it briefly, finding it not very lush. His hand paused briefly before continuing forward. In a split second, his hand had passed through the grass and reached Ying Huanhuan's mysterious peach garden.
Having found the entrance to Ying Huanhuan's peach garden, Qing Ye smiled wickedly. Then, as he touched it, he was slightly surprised. It wasn't what he'd imagined. With Ying Huanhuan's nipples erect and her face flushed, he'd expected her to leak a fair amount, even if not completely soaking her panties. However, when he touched it, he found the stream was still dry, without a trace of water.
Lin Dong also took in Qing Ye's surprised expression. He knew Qing Ye's hand had touched the paradise that should have belonged solely to him. This intensified Lin Dong's desire, but he still didn't feel aroused.
Qing Ye knew Ying Huanhuan's body wasn't prone to wetness, but that didn't affect what he was about to do. He was only slightly surprised. His hand began to wander over Ying Huanhuan's pubic mound, as if memorizing the shape of Ying Huanhuan's lower body. His fingers curled slightly, tracing back and forth across Ying Huanhuan's labia.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan moaned softly at the touch of someone else.
Although the moan was muffled due to Ying Huanhuan being asleep, it still reached Qing Ye's ears, giving him more motivation and intensifying his caresses.
After a while, thanks to Qing Ye's tireless efforts, he finally felt a trace of water on his fingertips at the entrance of Ying Huanhuan's peach garden. A flicker of joy crossed his handsome face. After checking to confirm that Ying Huanhuan still showed no signs of waking, he slightly increased his pressure.
Gradually, Qing Ye felt the water stain on his fingertips begin to expand. Originally just a small spot, it quickly spread across the pads of his fingers. Within a short period of time, the water had spread to Ying Huanhuan's lower body. Now, Qing Ye's palm was covered in her vaginal fluid, which surprised Qing Ye again.
Seeing Qing Ye's renewed surprise, Lin Dong also moved behind Ying Huanhuan. He lowered his head slightly. When he saw the water stain on Ying Huanhuan's underwear, he felt a little jealous and licked his lips. Lin Dong also knew that Ying Huanhuan's body was essentially a block of ice, but when ice melted, it turned into water.
Feeling the thorough wetness beneath Ying Huanhuan, Qing Ye released the delicious pleasure from his mouth. He stood up, then stepped back and moved beneath her. He grasped one of her legs with each hand and gently spread them apart, settling between them. Then, he reached under her skirt, grasped the sides of her panties, and pulled them along her thighs. Ying Huanhuan's thighs, which had been pulled apart, were brought together again, raised high before him. He then peeled the panties from her snowy feet.
After removing Ying Huanhuan's panties, Qing Ye didn't toss them casually on the bed as before. Instead, he held them in front of him. He could see the water stains on them. He brought them closer and sniffed gently. He could smell the girl's body fragrance, along with a hint of eroticism. This brought a smile to his face again. He then placed the garment beside him.
Now, with Ying Huanhuan's legs raised and pressed together in front of Qing Ye, Qing Ye only needed to lower his head slightly to see her tightly closed pink vagina. This made Qing Ye's eyes tingle with envy. He licked his lips, then slowly lowered and spread Ying Huanhuan's legs apart. Ying Huanhuan's skirt naturally fell, obscuring the beautiful scenery below.
Once Ying Huanhuan's legs were placed properly, Qing Ye eagerly reached for her skirt. His trembling hands grasped the hem of her skirt, then slowly lifted it. Ying Huanhuan's beautiful pink vagina also appeared in Qing Ye's sight. The center of her tender mons pubis was painted with an alluring pink slit, dotted with water marks. The pink spring light reflected in Qing Ye's eyes like a red glow.
Upon seeing Ying Huanhuan's vagina, Qing Ye impatiently swung the skirt upwards, letting gravity drop it onto Ying Huanhuan's belly. He reached over and touched the delicate lips, each thumb guiding one to the side. He saw two thin, tender petals encased within the larger petals. A mysterious pink bean peeked out, dotted just above the secret slit. Qing Ye further parted the lips, revealing the mysterious entrance to the peach garden. Glistening water droplets still dripped from the entrance, and within lay the final layer of membrane symbolizing the girl's purity.
"Gulp!" Qing Ye couldn't help swallowing at this, his eyes gazing at the tender pink flesh of her vagina with envy. After a moment, he straightened up, releasing his hands from her lips. The entrance to her vagina gradually closed, and Qing Ye's hands reached down to his crotch. A rustling sound echoed, and Qing Ye's penis, freed from its clothing, appeared above her vagina. Now, the beautiful vagina faced the danger of invasion.
When Qing Ye withdrew his penis, Lin Dong subdued his lust somewhat. He remembered his promise to Ying Huanhuan: if Qing Ye had the urge to penetrate him, Lin Dong would immediately stop him.