"Ah, ah, ah," as sunlight streamed into Ying Huanhuan's home, illuminating her room, Qing Ye's eyes fluttered slightly. He opened his eyes, which had been closed all night, sat up, stretched, and yawned. He turned his head to look to the side, a slight smile appearing on his lips.
At this moment, Ying Huanhuan was curled up, her eyes closed, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, her small mouth slightly open, exhaling a faint fragrance. Her hands were folded beside her pretty face, and her legs were bent in front of her, resembling a sleeping little animal, looking incredibly cute.
However, even this adorable appearance ignited Qing Ye's desire. In his mind, Ying Huanhuan looked like she was sleeping in another man's arms. The thought of his beloved girl sleeping in the same bed with him while also being in another man's arms excited him immensely. However, Qing Ye only entertained this thought, as he couldn't see any men nearby. He believed Ying Huanhuan was in this position because of him; he thought she had slept in his arms like this last night, only that for some reason, she had turned halfway around and was now sleeping in the opposite position.
"Hehe," Qing Ye chuckled, now fully awake. His lower body was erect, and coupled with his imagination, his desire was at its peak. With a wicked laugh, he moved closer to the sleeping Ying Huanhuan.
Qing Ye approached Ying Huanhuan's lower body, looking up from below. Because Ying Huanhuan's legs were bent, her lower body, except for her skirt, was completely exposed to Qing Ye. Her small, snowy buttocks and the undergarments concealed beneath the skirt were visible. However, the skirt didn't completely cover her lower body. Although her buttocks were hidden by the drooping skirt, a small patch of white was visible around her vulva. Of course, Qing Ye wasn't satisfied with just that small patch. He reached out his left hand and grasped Ying Huanhuan's skirt, pulling it up gently. More and more of the white was revealed until her entire lower body was exposed to Qing Ye.
At this moment, Qing Ye was also panting, staring at Ying Huanhuan's lower body. Ying Huanhuan was wearing fairly ordinary and conservative underwear, without any extra patterns or workmanship, just plain white underwear. However, even so, Ying Huanhuan's lower body was still eye-catching. Her snow-white buttocks were bulging under the underwear, looking white and soft, like a cake wrapped and decorated with paper, greatly arousing desire. And seeing Ying Huanhuan's vulva was even more captivating. Perhaps because Ying Huanhuan's legs were bent forward and pressed together, the outline of her vulva was completely imprinted on the white underwear. The bulging mons pubis also exuded an obscene aura through the underwear. Moreover, this was the most erotic part of Ying Huanhuan's white lower body, because the white in this area was slightly different from the rest of her body; the color was slightly darker and somewhat cloudy, probably the traces left by Qing Ye's semen and Ying Huanhuan's vaginal fluids dried the night before.
Qing Ye gently moved Ying Huanhuan's skirt aside with his right hand, then placed his left hand on her buttocks, gently kneading it. As he kneaded, his left thumb occasionally flicked the soft flesh of her thigh near her vulva. Because it was so close, her labia were slightly tugged. Qing Ye's right hand extended only his index finger, placing it directly on Ying Huanhuan's mons pubis and sliding it from side to side. After just a few strokes, a deep indentation appeared on the mons pubis area of her panties, soon becoming slightly damp. Qing Ye grinned mischievously as he secretly continued his actions, unaware that he was being watched by a man.
Lin Dong had woken up when Qing Ye did, but he didn't leave Ying Huanhuan's side. He just secretly watched what Qing Ye was doing, having made her ignore his presence. However, when he saw Qing Ye playing with Ying Huanhuan so early in the morning, he felt a burning desire. He wanted to hide again and reveal himself to watch Ying Huanhuan being played with by Qing Ye, but he only thought about it. He knew that Ying Huanhuan would want to see him first when she woke up, not Qing Ye, so he didn't plan to leave her side. However, seeing Qing Ye playing with Ying Huanhuan's lower body made him a little thirsty, so his hands also went to Ying Huanhuan's breasts, slowly rubbing them through her pajamas. Since Qing Ye was playing with his wife's lower body, he couldn't refuse to do the same with her upper body.
"Mmm..." Under their ministrations, Ying Huanhuan let out a soft moan. Because she was asleep, the moans sometimes trailed off. After a few minutes, she gradually woke up. She blinked groggily, glancing at Lin Dong touching her breasts, then looked up at Qing Ye, who was playing with her genitals. She froze for a moment, then her eyes widened suddenly, and she cried out, "Ah!!!"
"Ouch!"
After Ying Huanhuan cried out, she instinctively kicked out and pulled back towards Lin Dong. Lin Dong was unfazed, but Qing Ye, caught off guard, kissed the sole of Ying Huanhuan's foot. He flew through the air with a scream before crashing into the wall. Luckily, Lin Dong had used some spiritual energy on the wall; otherwise, it would have cracked, if not collapsed.
However, Ying Huanhuan, the culprit, merely blinked and ignored it. She even turned to Lin Dong beside her and stuck out her tongue. But she didn't let Lin Dong off the hook either, lightly punching his chest with her small fist to express her displeasure.
"Cough cough, Huanhuan, how could you treat me like that so early in the morning? And kick me so hard?"
Qing Ye also trembled as he got up, spitting out a little blood. He never expected to receive such a big return gift from Ying Huanhuan so early in the morning. He could feel his internal organs churning inside him; clearly, Ying Huanhuan's kick was quite severe. However, he didn't know that Ying Huanhuan's kick wasn't imbued with spiritual power; it was just an instinctive kick. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been sent flying; blood would have filled the room, and he would probably be dead.
"Who told you to scare me so early in the morning!"
Ying Huanhuan immediately retorted. Although she felt a little embarrassed for kicking Qing Ye so hard, that wasn't a reason for her to forgive him for hitting her so early in the morning. So, she wouldn't let up with her words. Finally, she gave a mischievous smile and pretended to be concerned, saying to Qing Ye, "Are you badly hurt? Maybe you shouldn't go out today?"
"Cough cough, how can I? It's not serious! It's just a little injury, it'll be fine in a minute, cough cough..." Hearing Ying Huanhuan say they weren't going, Qing Ye was startled. He had planned this day for a long time, and they had even slept together last night. This was a good opportunity for them to take their relationship closer, how could he just cancel it like that?
Although he thought Ying Huanhuan was genuinely concerned about his health, which warmed his heart, the shock still made him cough up blood again.
"Is it really not serious? Look, you've vomited blood again. It's better not to go. You should rest and recover," Ying Huanhuan asked, feigning concern.
"No problem! Absolutely no problem! As long as I rest, I'll be fine soon," Qing Ye replied, swallowing a high-quality healing pill and immediately beginning to meditate.
"Pfft..." Seeing Qing Ye enter a meditative state, Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but chuckle. She hadn't expected Qing Ye to be so frightened by her suggestion not to go, even taking an expensive healing pill.
"Um, isn't it a bit much to play with someone like that?" Lin Dong said to Ying Huanhuan in his arms, looking at Qing Ye.
"What? He's already played with my body, can't I play with him a little?" Ying Huanhuan feigned anger at Lin Dong, sticking her tongue out at him again.
"Go ahead and play, do whatever you want," Lin Dong said helplessly.
"Hmph, he still needs to cultivate, he won't wake up for a while. Shall we go out for breakfast?" Ying Huanhuan turned around and asked.
"Let's go."
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After Lin Dong and Ying Huanhuan finished breakfast, they returned home. However, seeing Qing Ye still meditating, they went out to play, but they didn't go far, resting in the woods outside the house.
"Hoo..." An hour after Ying Huanhuan and Lin Dong returned, Qing Ye finished meditating. He exhaled a breath of stale air and opened his eyes. Although his injuries hadn't fully healed, Qing Ye didn't want to waste precious time on recovery, and since his injuries were almost healed, he stopped.
"All recovered?" Sensing that Qing Ye had stopped, Ying Huanhuan pushed open the door and entered the house. Although she could sense Qing Ye's physical condition, she pretended not to know and asked.
"Yes, it's completely healed." Although Qing Ye's injuries weren't fully healed, he still had to put on a show in front of the girl he liked. He stood up and said to Ying Huanhuan, "Huanhuan, let's go out now. We've wasted so much time."