Just as Lin Dong had expected, it seemed Qing Ye was also afraid of missing this golden opportunity. So, in Lin Dong's eyes, the pink undergarment slowly began to become transparent. The pink undergarment gradually faded, revealing more and more of her white breast flesh, while the pink underneath stood out. A small ring of pink areola and the delicate pink nipple at the tip of the breast were also revealed. However, the nipple had not been stimulated and was still soft, making one want to reach up and arouse it even more. Moreover, Ying Huanhuan's undergarment was not completely transparent; the pink parts... Almost everything had become transparent, but the white decorations remained. However, these white decorations no longer adorned the pink lingerie; instead, they directly accentuated Ying Huanhuan's breasts. The white decorations around her breasts seemed to highlight them, while the white decorations near the nipples acted as if marking their location, drawing attention to those points. Therefore, now that Ying Huanhuan's lingerie was mostly transparent, the white decorations no longer resembled ornaments, but rather specially made erotic clothing designed to emphasize a woman's sensitive areas.
Lin Dong hadn't expected Qing Ye to have made such thorough preparations even for Ying Huanhuan's lingerie. It seemed this set of lingerie was custom-made for Ying Huanhuan; otherwise, the white decorations on her nipples wouldn't have been so precisely positioned. Lin Dong also felt that this wasn't the end of it; Qing Ye would definitely make Ying Huanhuan's lower garments transparent as well.
As expected, in Lin Dong's eyes, Ying Huanhuan's lower body began to become transparent, just like her upper body, only partially transparent. The rest remained largely untouched, except for the skirt covering her lower body, which slowly disappeared. Originally, Ying Huanhuan was sitting with her legs spread open, but now, with the transparency, it was as if she were openly displaying her legs to other men, her undergarments exposed, the slightly swollen mons pubis between her snow-white thighs incredibly alluring.
The followers were also panting heavily. They had been aroused ever since they saw Ying Huanhuan's undergarments become transparent. They all wanted to shout, to release their burgeoning desires, but after what had just happened, they had learned their lesson. No matter how strong their desires, they wouldn't make a sound. They knew that if they wanted to continue watching, they had to be quiet!
They had the desire, and the determination. So, seemingly to express their satisfaction, they saw Ying Huanhuan's panties slowly becoming transparent. Soon, her pink vulva appeared before them, the dark pubic hair above, then the two delicate pink labia below, and finally the alluring slit between them—all revealed one by one. Although the slit was tightly closed, it didn't diminish the burning desire in the hearts of all those following, nor their stroking hands.
Lin Dong was also thrilled. The number of onlookers this time was much larger than last time. This time, the followers not only saw her breasts, which the previous group hadn't, but there were also many more embellishments. Lin Dong noticed that Ying Huanhuan's panties, like her undergarments, had become transparent in the pinkish parts. The white decorations that were originally on her legs now seemed to be covering her vulva, allowing everyone to admire it, like white wrapping paper adorning a beautiful pink flower, making the already vibrant flower even more captivating.
"Huh?"
As he watched, Lin Dong was slightly surprised. He noticed that from Ying Huanhuan's pink petals, glistening nectar was beginning to emerge, suddenly oozing from the cleft like the drool of a hungry child. It flowed down Ying Huanhuan's petals, then dispersed upon encountering something unseen. Lin Dong was baffled. If it were Ying Huanhuan herself, this wouldn't happen, and she didn't seem to have noticed. He suspected the problem lay with Qing Ye, so he looked at Qing Ye. Seeing him secretly glancing at the flowers, Lin Dong remembered Qing Ye had thrown something into the flowerbed earlier, and he understood that it was probably that thing causing the effect.
Qing Ye chuckled at Ying Huanhuan's reaction, his excitement surging. He knew that if he could see it, his followers would too. He was indeed behind what happened to Ying Huanhuan, though not entirely. The main culprit was the flowerbed beside the lake. These flowers were beautiful and normally harmless, but under certain stimuli, they released pollen. Prolonged inhalation of this pollen would stimulate the production of vaginal fluids, causing her to become excessively wet, all without her awareness. Qing Ye's actions involved inserting that stimulant into the flowerbed. He not only wanted to see Ying Huanhuan's ordinary vulva exposed to other men, but he also wanted them to see her wetness.
The followers, their faces flushed, were also masturbating. It was the first time they'd seen such a beautiful young woman with her upper and lower body exposed, and they were instantly aroused. However, they began to wonder if Ying Huanhuan knew, or if she wanted to expose herself to them. Otherwise, why would she be aroused under their lewd gaze?
But something didn't seem right.
Her face wasn't even red; it shouldn't be from being stared at. But if her body wasn't aroused, why would she be aroused in front of them?
And soon they saw Ying Huanhuan's vagina gush out fluid again, even more than before, gushing from her secret place.
"Hmm?"
At this moment, Ying Huanhuan seemed to realize something was wrong. Her position remained the same, still resting on her arms, but she slightly turned to the right, her right hand reaching to her waist, though it was hidden by her dress. They didn't know what she was doing.
Those who followed her turned to the side were slightly disappointed, as this meant that, apart from two or three followers already positioned to the left, the rest would essentially lose the chance to see the front of Ying Huanhuan's vulva. However, they soon saw several fingers emerge from the transparent area of Ying Huanhuan's lower body, followed by a snow-white hand. It seemed Ying Huanhuan had slipped her right hand under her skirt from her right side waist. Then, the followers witnessed a lewd scene: Ying Huanhuan's right hand touched her mons pubis, and in front of everyone, she ran her right middle finger up and down along the wet cleft, then rubbed the glistening fluid on her middle finger with her thumb. This sight made the followers' eyes turn red, because Ying Huanhuan's actions were as if she were reading herself to them. However, they quickly dismissed their initial thoughts, because after touching her lower body, Ying Huanhuan's face showed a look of astonishment, and then her face turned pink.
Ying Huanhuan was genuinely surprised. She didn't know why her lower body had suddenly become wet. It shouldn't be like this; she felt no desire whatsoever, her body wasn't hot, and her lower body wasn't itchy. How could she suddenly become wet?
Ying Huanhuan's delicate brows furrowed slightly. Although she had no evidence, she still glanced at Qing Ye. This situation occurring without reason meant Ying Huanhuan could only point the finger at Qing Ye. Although she didn't know how he had done it, based on past experience, only Qing Ye would do such a thing, and besides, only Qing Ye was worthy of her suspicion.
"Qing Ye, we've recorded so much already, let's stop here," Ying Huanhuan said, standing up. She didn't reveal her true intentions to Qing Ye, even though she had originally wanted to record a little longer. She didn't know Qing Ye's motives, but since he had used some unknown method to cause changes in her body, he must have his reasons. She had no choice but to stop recording. She didn't want to continue playing this game with Qing Ye so quietly. Although her words sounded ordinary, her eyes held a hint of displeasure as she looked at him. Playing along was one thing, but he was also secretly using underhanded tactics against her. However, she didn't notice that as she stood up, the transparent fabric of her shirt and the hem of her skirt returned to their original pink color.
"Huh? So fast? Aren't you going to record more?"