At this time, Ying Huanhuan was extremely shy. She had just reached orgasm with another man, and now that man wanted to take off her underwear. This made her feel a little overwhelmed as she was experiencing this for the first time. She wanted to end today's affair, although in fact she still wanted it, but she was too shy. Thinking of ending it, she opened her eyes, endured her inner shyness, and slowly opened her mouth to the man squatting under her. However, at this time, she also noticed a burning gaze on the left. She turned her head slightly to look at the cabinet. After hesitating for a moment, she sighed slightly in shame and anger in her heart, and looked towards Lin Dong. She glared at him from behind the counter. "Since you're so eager to see me toyed with by another man, then I'll let you watch. Humph!"
Although she felt a little unhappy and a bit angry about letting Qing Ye continue to toy with her in front of Lin Dong, she immediately regretted it the moment she was about to continue. After all, Lin Dong was only adding to his excitement, and she was still the one who was embarrassed. Although it was a little embarrassing, it still felt very comfortable. So Ying Huanhuan decided to continue. She supported herself with both hands on the chair beside her and slightly raised her snow-white hips to make it easier for Qing Ye to remove her panties.
Seeing Ying Huanhuan leaning against the chair and slightly lifting her hips, Qing Ye was delighted. "I didn't expect today to go so smoothly. Earlier, Ying Huanhuan didn't stop me from reaching into her panties and touching her vagina, and now she's not stopping me from pulling them down. Is Ying Huanhuan already lost in pleasure, and I can do whatever I want?"
But it was just a thought. He wouldn't do anything that wasn't allowed. Now that Ying Huanhuan had tacitly agreed to his plan to remove her panties, and even facilitated it, Qing Ye couldn't keep her waiting any longer. He grabbed the edge of her panties and began to pull them down.
After her panties had completely left her buttocks, Ying Huanhuan sat back down on the chair. She now shyly looked down at the other man removing her panties from beneath her, her face slightly flushed. The act of lifting her hips to allow the man to remove her panties was indeed quite embarrassing. However, once Qing Ye pulled her panties down from under her skirt, her face suddenly flushed crimson. She saw a translucent, crystal-clear thread tethered to the panties, one end attached to the center of the panties and the other extending directly into her skirt. Ying Huanhuan knew exactly where the other end was attached without even having to think. She immediately regretted her actions, having allowed Qing Ye to witness such an embarrassing scene.
Qing Ye, squatting beneath Ying Huanhuan, was also incredibly excited. From the moment he began to remove her panties, he had been staring intently at the mysterious garden about to be exposed before his eyes. Although the panties were soaked with her vaginal fluid and almost transparent, even that made a difference. Now he could directly see that wonderful place, and he was taking the panties off himself. How could Qing Ye not be happy? Just as the panties were completely off Ying Huanhuan's waist, the pink petals appeared less than half a meter in front of Qing Ye. The tightly closed flesh, the tender pink color, the raised nipple and the black stalks on it, were still slightly wet. This was all his own achievement. Being able to remove Ying Huanhuan's panties gave Qing Ye a sense of accomplishment.
As Qing Ye was admiring the beauty before him, he noticed a transparent thread on the petals. A closer look intensified his excitement, having never expected to witness such an obscene sight. He couldn't help but swallow. As he pulled the panties down further and further, the thread grew thinner and thinner, until, by the time Qing Ye had pulled them down to almost her knees, only a thin thread remained. A slight tug would likely cause it to break, making Qing Ye reluctant to ruin this beautiful sight.
Even as Qing Ye crouched beneath Ying Huanhuan, Lin Dong, in the closet, had been watching Qing Ye's movements with wide eyes. Seeing Qing Ye squeeze himself between Ying Huanhuan's legs, Lin Dong felt a slight sense of regret. This had straightened Ying Huanhuan's rounded body back to its original position. At least now, he couldn't see what was happening underneath her, only her side. However, his excitement returned immediately, as Qing Ye's actions indicated he might have something else he wanted to see next.
And indeed, he did. Just as Lin Dong had imagined, Qing Ye's hand reached under Ying Huanhuan's skirt under his intense gaze. Lin Dong also noticed Ying Huanhuan glaring at him, but then he saw Ying Huanhuan holding herself up, and then he saw Qing Ye remove Ying Huanhuan's panties. This made him even more excited. He had never expected Ying Huanhuan to be so receptive to another man removing her underwear. He had no idea it was actually his fault. However, the silk thread on Ying Huanhuan's panties that connected to her skirt also caught his attention, causing him to swallow like Qing Ye.
Although Qing Ye felt a little reluctant, he had to continue. He pulled the panties down again, and the thread broke, floating in the air for a moment before disappearing. Qing Ye then lifted Ying Huanhuan's right leg, leaned slightly sideways, and removed the panties from Ying Huanhuan's foot. He then repeated the same trick, completely stripping the panties from Ying Huanhuan's body. Seeing Ying Huanhuan close her eyes, he placed the panties in his Qiankun bag.
Ying Huanhuan felt Qing Ye remove her panties. She knew her entire lower body was exposed to Qing Ye's gaze, which made her feel a little shy and nervous. After all, this was the first time Qing Ye had removed her panties and looked at her vagina since she had been drugged. Fortunately, she was only passively accepting Qing Ye's actions; if she had taken the initiative, she would not have been able to continue.
Shortly after Qing Ye removed her panties, Ying Huanhuan felt two hands touch her thighs again, tracing upwards along them as before. Qing Ye's hands also reached the base of her legs, but unlike before, they didn't continue upwards. Instead, they directly touched her already tangled vagina. Ying Huanhuan immediately covered her mouth with her hands, moaned softly, and turned her head away. Then, two fingers pressed against the lips of her vagina, stretching it apart. Ying Huanhuan knew that Qing Ye was definitely aiming at her vagina. If there were more hands, Ying Huanhuan would not only want to cover her mouth, but also her face. However, before Ying Huanhuan could think, she felt a finger inserted into her vagina, causing her body to arch forward again. Under the effect of the potion, having Qing Ye's hands to play with her vagina was so pleasurable!
Before Ying Huanhuan could enjoy the pleasure of Qing Ye's fingers slid into her vagina for long, she felt them withdraw. Before she could even question anything, she felt two soft objects pressed against her lower body. Unlike her lips, these two soft objects opened slightly, and an equally soft object moved from deep within, gently stroking her slit from the bottom up before returning to its original position.
"Hmm..." The sudden pleasure made Ying Huanhuan realize what Qing Ye had done, but she still opened her eyes. After she saw and confirmed it with her own eyes, her pretty face flushed. She hadn't expected Qing Ye to bury his head directly between her legs, not to mention licking her vagina with his tongue. Embarrassed, she dropped her hands from her lips and pressed them against Qing Ye's head, saying shyly, "Don't..."
Qing Ye was also a little overexcited. Unlike Ying Huanhuan's usual sleep routine, While he was sleeping, Ying Huanhuan was awake, which further fueled his desire. He had been holding it in for a long time. Furthermore, Ying Huanhuan's vagina was now dripping with sexual fluids, and he was too close to the source of the fluids. A delicate fragrance entered his nose, further stimulating his desire. On impulse, he approached Ying Huanhuan's vagina and took some of the nectar in front of him into his mouth. The closer he got, the more noticeable the fragrance became. The hole in front of him, still filled with nectar, looked so delicious and tempting.
Only after Ying Huanhuan pressed her hands on his head did he snap out of it. He hadn't expected to do such a thing, driven by lust. It was a bit beyond his plan, but since he had already done it, he had to continue and make Ying Huanhuan feel comfortable. Otherwise, if he stopped, Ying Huanhuan's shame and anger would make things difficult for him. However, as long as he could make Ying Huanhuan feel comfortable and suppress her inner shame, she probably wouldn't blame him for doing such a thing. So, he pretended not to hear Ying Huanhuan's protests and continued to lick the sweet hole in front of him.
Ying Huanhuan now felt incredibly comfortable with just a gentle lick from Qing Ye. Her hand was still on Qing Ye's head, but even her tightly clenched lips was barely enough to stop her moans. And because of Qing Ye's licks, her hand also pushed his head down a little. Instead of pushing him away, it actually brought him closer to her lower body. Even Qing Ye's nose was pressing against her clitoris, a stimulation that nearly made her cry out. Fortunately, Ying Huanhuan managed to hold it in.