Giving up on lifting Ying Huanhuan's skirt, Qing Ye's hand naturally moved upwards, to her waist, and slipped under her skirt again. When it reached her panties, Qing Ye hesitated for a moment, then gently lifted her panties open and slipped his fingers inside. Although Ying Huanhuan might stop him, Qing Ye didn't want to miss this opportunity. He had given up on lifting Ying Huanhuan's skirt earlier because it wasn't necessary; it was just something he wanted to see. But touching Ying Huanhuan's vagina directly was something he had to do, so he decided to give it a try, even if Ying Huanhuan stopped him.
Even as he was thinking, his fingers had already slipped halfway into Ying Huanhuan's panties, reaching the black pubic area beneath her. Though he hadn't yet touched her vagina, his fingertips, pressed against the panties, could already feel some of the damp fabric, and the pubic area beneath his fingers was also slightly damp. Qing Ye knew he was about to touch Ying Huanhuan's vagina, but he didn't proceed immediately. Instead, he paused for a moment, giving Ying Huanhuan time to stop him. Although he wanted to go straight in, he was worried about the possibility of her being upset. So he gave her time to stop him. If she tried, Qing Ye would decisively give up.
Qing Ye also stared at Ying Huanhuan's flushed face, observing her expression. After sliding his hand into her panties, he felt her delicate body tremble slightly, then saw her brows furrow slightly. Her left hand, which was covering her mouth, also slightly lifted from the back of her middle palm. His heart skipped a beat, and Qing Ye sighed. Just when he thought Ying Huanhuan would grab his hand in her panties, he saw Ying Huanhuan's brows return to their original state, and a hint of shyness appeared on her face. The hand that had been slightly raised once again tightly covered her mouth.
This sudden change stunned Qing Ye for a moment, then a surge of ecstasy surged within him, and a smile spread across his face. He had originally only intended to give it a try, not to hold out high hopes for success. After all, he was about to touch Ying Huanhuan's most intimate spot, something he'd expected to happen tomorrow or the day after. Now, seeing Ying Huanhuan's movements, it seemed like she was giving him the go-ahead. How could this not delight Qing Ye?
After his joy faded, Qing Ye didn't want to dwell on it any further. Any further thought would be a waste of time and a betrayal of the beauty's kindness. So, Qing Ye continued to move his hand downwards, not touching Ying Huanhuan's skin, but rather advancing a little through the tiny gap between her panties and her body. Then, with a wicked smile, he lowered his hand.
"Hmm... Mmm..." Ying Huanhuan's body trembled slightly after Qing Ye's hand came down, the shyness on her face growing even more intense, and she let out a few soft moans that were barely audible. Feeling the pleasure emanating from her lower body, Ying Huanhuan knew she had already lost control. Qing Ye's hand was now covering her lower body, one finger pressing against her vaginal opening. She had every opportunity to stop him, but she didn't, allowing Qing Ye to touch her vagina directly without anything in between. With only yesterday's buffer, she had let another man touch her vagina in front of Lin Dong, which made her feel extremely ashamed.
"Ahhh!!! I didn't expect Qing Ye to touch my pussy in front of Lin Dong so soon!" Ying Huanhuan's heart churned like boiling water. She trembled as she opened her eyes, glancing at Lin Dong in the closet, but immediately shut them tightly again. Even so, her tightly closed eyelids twitched slightly as she felt the pleasure emanating from below. She was now a little afraid to look at Lin Dong. "It's so embarrassing to do this in front of Lin Dong. He can't see, and he probably doesn't know Qing Ye's hand has already slipped into my panties and touched me directly. But it feels so good~"
Ying Huanhuan felt the pleasure radiating from her lower body, and she wasn't sure why she hadn't stopped Qing Ye's actions. She clearly had the ability and the desire to stop him, and her hands had been moving to stop him, but in the end, she stopped. Was it because of Lin Dong? Or was it because of the pleasure? Or was it because of her inner desire? Or was it all of the above? Or was it something else? Ying Huanhuan didn't know, but the process wasn't important. What mattered was the outcome: because she hadn't stopped him, Qing Ye had already touched her vagina directly, and even her attempts to stop him were now futile.
Qing Ye had no idea Ying Huanhuan had so many thoughts. Right now, he had only one: to play with the girl beneath him. His hands gently caressed the girl's secret garden, teasing the delicate petals and feeling the nectar flowing from within. Qing Ye was thrilled. He knew there was no need for further preparation, so he got straight to the point. He gently traced the entrance of the garden with his middle finger, then pushed in. Whether it was the slippery surface or the suction, his finger instantly sank into the vagina.
"Ah..." Ying Huanhuan moaned again as Qing Ye's fingers penetrated her vagina. Her body arched slightly, thrusting forward a bit. A pleasure much stronger than yesterday immediately entered her mind. Yesterday, even through her panties, it had been incredibly pleasurable, let alone now, directly touching the tender flesh inside her vagina. This was the second time Qing Ye's fingers had penetrated her vagina since the potion's effects took effect, but this time was obviously much more pleasurable. After all, Ying Huanhuan hadn't been able to concentrate at the time. Her body felt like it had been electrocuted, with a tingling sensation of numbness and soreness. Each advance and retreat of Qing Ye's fingers brought her immense pleasure, and a hint of seduction appeared in her eyes.
Despite the hands on her body and below her giving her immense pleasure, Ying Huanhuan endured the exhilarating pleasure that made her want to moan. She leaned sideways and slowly opened her legs towards the cabinet. Due to the overwhelming pleasure and Qing Ye's fingers pumping in and out, she held her legs open for twice as long as yesterday. However, she still managed to complete the movement smoothly, using her spiritual power to hold them in place. Ying Huanhuan once again felt incredibly ashamed of her actions: "Ah! I'm opening my legs to Lin Dong again while someone else is teasing me. So shy, so comfortable!"
Lin Dong, in the cabinet, also stared intently. He stared at the two people in the room. Today's pace was much faster than before, which made Lin Dong feel more excited. When he saw Qing Ye's hand reaching down, he also focused his attention on that hand. However, he felt a little disappointed when he saw that Qing Ye still failed to lift up Ying Huanhuan's skirt, but he immediately became excited. He didn't expect to see Qing Ye's hand put into his own Huanhuan's skirt so soon today. However, he found that since Qing Ye's hand put into Ying Huanhuan's skirt, Ying Huanhuan's movements became a little bigger, which made him a little confused. However, after seeing Ying Huanhuan open her legs for him, he also focused on looking at the situation under the skirt.
However, the first glimpse of Ying Huanhuan's skirt stunned Lin Dong for a moment, then instantly turned to extreme excitement. Under Ying Huanhuan's skirt, what he first saw wasn't Qing Ye's hand, but Ying Huanhuan's panties. Because the thin white silk was soaked with her vaginal fluid, the panties were transparent, allowing for a clear view of what was inside. Inside, a slightly darker hand, distinct from the white surrounding it, was visible. Lin Dong could only make out four and a half fingers, the remaining half already disappearing into Ying Huanhuan's body. How could this not excite Lin Dong?
Lin Dong initially thought Qing Ye's hand was merely on Ying Huanhuan's panties, but he didn't expect it to be inside. Even more surprising, Qing Ye had even inserted his fingers into Ying Huanhuan's vagina. No wonder Lin Dong felt Ying Huanhuan's movements had become so intense; it turned out she was already being penetrated by another man. However, none of this was what excited Lin Dong the most. The most exciting thing was that he didn't see Ying Huanhuan trying to stop him! Seeing Ying Huanhuan accepting direct contact with her body, even penetration, was what excited Lin Dong the most.
Lin Dong watched the hands pumping beneath Ying Huanhuan through her panties, arousing him immensely. Only after the excitement wore off did he realize that Ying Huanhuan was being toyed with by another man in front of him, wearing such see-through panties, and even spreading her legs wide open. He had assumed Ying Huanhuan was wearing something more conservative.
"Has Lin Dong seen it? This is so embarrassing." Feeling a gaze focused on her sensitive lower body that was being penetrated by another man, Ying Huanhuan felt extremely shy. The underwear she was wearing was not accidental. She had thought about wearing this kind of underwear as early as when she decided to let Qing Ye play with her.