Qing Ye also noticed Ying Huanhuan's hesitation, but it was none of his business. He couldn't afford to hesitate right now, so he lowered his head and extended his tongue, licking Ying Huanhuan's snow-white neck. Then, he whispered softly in Ying Huanhuan's ear, "Huanhuan, don't hold it in. It's not good for your health."
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but shudder at the combination of Qing Ye's lick and the warm breath of his voice. She pursed her lips tightly to prevent a sound from escaping, but her grip on Qing Ye's hand loosened.
Qing Ye certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity. His left hand instantly reversed, gripping Ying Huanhuan's hand tightly. Then, his right hand, which had been inactive until then, slid across Ying Huanhuan's right armpit, wrapping around her body. He grasped Ying Huanhuan's right breast, holding it in his palm.
"Hmm..." The sudden attack from Qing Ye on her sensitive area sent a wave of pleasure through Ying Huanhuan's mind, causing her to moan softly. However, she suppressed the sound as soon as it came out. Ying Huanhuan found the pleasure much stronger than in the past few days. Before, it was only slightly more pleasant than Lin Dong's touch, but now it was even more pronounced.
As pleasant as it was, Ying Huanhuan's shyness still prevailed. She wouldn't give in just like that. However, her legs were still immobile, and she couldn't remove her left hand from covering her lower body. Qing Ye held her hand tightly, leaving Ying Huanhuan with no way to resolve her current situation. So she could only hold Qing Ye's hand tightly, hoping that the pain would cause him to release her hand, giving her a chance.
Qing Ye's face twitched at Ying Huanhuan's movements. He hadn't expected her strength, and his left hand was painfully gripped by her grip. However, he gritted his teeth, not letting the pain cause his left hand to loosen from Ying Huanhuan's right. Then, upon seeing Ying Huanhuan's delicate, white body, lust surged again, his inner desire temporarily overpowering the pain in his hand.
Qing Ye lowered his head again and began licking Ying Huanhuan's snow-white neck. This time, he didn't stop with just one lick, but instead shifted his attack. His left hand kneaded the soft flesh in his palm, simultaneously separating his thumb and index finger to pinch the bright red nub at the tip, kneading it between his fingers. Qing Ye knew that if he allowed Ying Huanhuan to experience more pleasure first, forcing her to surrender, he would also have more opportunities to play with the beauty before him.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan's delicate body trembled at Qing Ye's toying with her nipples, and the strength in her hands weakened. But she recovered in an instant, lowering her voice while suppressing the intense pleasure coursing through her body. She knew from Qing Ye's trembling left hand that he must have been affected as well. If she just held on, she might win.
The two of them were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to yield. Each wanted the other to let go first, thereby gaining more opportunities. However, Ying Huanhuan was slightly outmatched. After all, she had too much to guard against. Not only did she not want her lower body exposed to the view from behind, she also wanted to move her legs to create more opportunities, and she also had to suppress the pleasure in her body and the sounds in her mouth. Now, only her right hand was resisting, distracting her from everything else. Qing Ye, on the other hand, had it much easier. He simply suppressed the pain in his left hand while holding Ying Huanhuan's only resistance, while his right hand and tongue focused on attacking her sensitive areas, aided by the effects of the drug.
Qing Ye's desire also gave him considerable support, allowing him to forget much of the pain. However, Ying Huanhuan's desire had no such effect. Instead, the pleasure gradually eroded her strength.
In the end, Ying Huanhuan finally gave way in the stalemate. Under the onslaught of pleasure, her strength dwindled, while the pleasure within her intensified. Her entire body was filled with the pleasure Qing Ye brought her, causing her to begin to weaken.
Qing Ye was also sweating profusely. Although the stalemate had only lasted a dozen seconds, it felt to him like an eternity. Even now that Ying Huanhuan had let go of his hand, he could still feel the waves of pain in his hand, causing him to grimace. He had no choice but to use his energy to transfer to his left hand to quickly heal the pain. Although he had only achieved a small victory, he continued to tease Ying Huanhuan. He knew that only by making Ying Huanhuan feel better quickly could he do his work better.
After a while, Qing Ye felt the pain in his hand fade. Ying Huanhuan's hand seemed to have lost its strength, letting him hold it. He could hear faint moans from the other side, which brightened his mood. He whispered in Ying Huanhuan's ear, "How's it going? Huanhuan, is it comfortable?"
Ying Huanhuan shuddered again at the sound, then shook her head gently. It wasn't that she didn't want to speak, but she was afraid that if she did, the sounds of pleasure would leak out.
"You're denying it, but your body acknowledges it. Look, your nipples are already so hard," Qing Ye said again. His actions weren't enough; he wanted to use words to lower Ying Huanhuan's defenses even further.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan blushed again at Qing Ye's words. She had no way to refute him; her body was truly aroused, and she could only try her best not to cry out.
Seeing Ying Huanhuan's lack of reaction, Qing Ye smiled. He felt his left hand had almost healed, and Ying Huanhuan's right hand shouldn't resist much either. He immediately released her hand and slid up to her left round nipple. He also used two fingers to pinch the nipple. "Huanhuan, you're still saying no? I didn't even move here, and it's already like this."
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan resisted Qing Ye's humiliation, but her body couldn't move under the pleasure. She was so horrified she couldn't completely suppress a sound. She could only lift her right hand, which Qing Ye had released, and cover her lips to prevent any further sound from escaping.
Qing Ye absorbed himself in savoring the soft flesh in his hands and Ying Huanhuan's faint moans. His heart leaped with joy. After all, this was a breakthrough for him. He finally got to play with Ying Huanhuan while she was awake. This was completely different from the excitement he'd felt the previous few days, when he'd been so careful not to wake her. Now, he'd left her speechless while she was awake. And this was only the beginning. He could already imagine what was to come, and couldn't help but chuckle.
He continued to indulge in his erotic fantasies, his hands never ceasing their movements. When he felt Ying Huanhuan's resistance weaken, Qing Ye's left hand let go of the treasure he'd just grasped and moved towards Ying Huanhuan's lower body.
"Don't..." Ying Huanhuan also noticed Qing Ye's movements, but she couldn't react now. Qing Ye made her feel so comfortable, making her whole body limp. Even if she wanted to resist, she couldn't. Her defenses completely collapsed under Qing Ye's actions. Due to the effects of the drug, she could clearly feel Qing Ye's every move, and every place he moved sent a lot of pleasure. However, shyness forced her to squeeze out two words.
Qing Ye ignored Ying Huanhuan's words. His hand finally reached its destination, but a palm blocked it. Qing Ye placed his own hand on top, covering the smaller one beneath him. After completely covering the lower palm, Qing Ye felt a dampness in his palm. He raised his hand, and upon seeing the water stain on his palm, he felt a surge of joy. He chuckled and said, "Huanhuan, this... is what you don't want?"
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan also saw the shimmering water in Qing Ye's hand, and her face flushed even more. She turned her head away, avoiding the hand in front of her.
Qing Ye was excited again at Ying Huanhuan's reaction. Judging from Ying Huanhuan's expression, she probably wouldn't resist. He then reached under Ying Huanhuan again, covering her palm. Then, his five fingers each touched Ying Huanhuan's fingertips, and he slowly pried her fingers apart. He felt some slight resistance, but it wasn't very strong.
Ying Huanhuan also tried her best to protect her last forbidden area, but it wasn't ideal. She could feel her fingers slowly slipping away from her body. Although she felt it, she had no more strength to stop it.