Night began to close in, and the cicadas' chirping gradually ceased.
The evening breeze that blew no longer carried the scorching heat of summer.
Across the quiet street was a grove of fiery red maple trees.
Ye Feng sat on a bench, quietly admiring the Elysia before him.
The flawless Pink Elf had emerged from the coffee shop, her dishevelment clearly visible.
The once immaculate and energetic elf now looked slightly worn. Her elegant hair, in particular, had lost its ethereal quality and now gave off a sensuous charm. The pink strands fell on either side of her white-stockinged legs, damp and slightly sticky with fragrant perspiration. Some clung to the pale skin of her neck and thighs.
As for her pair of rounded, slender legs, their fair, honeyed skin glistened as if dewy. Her smooth legs stood gracefully, her whole body beaded with sweet sweat, and her plump, shapely thighs were especially overflowing with a moist sheen.
At this moment, her exquisitely perfect facial features seemed to have been brushed with a layer of vibrant rouge. Her beautiful eyes shimmered with a soft,媚 enchanting light, holding an indescribable allure. Her moist, lustrous cherry lips gleamed charmingly under the streetlights of the night.
Elysia shouldn't have possessed such an overly "voluptuous" aura, but under the irrigation of Ye Feng's "ten times sensitivity," she had blossomed into a different kind of flower.
Ye Feng was staring at Elysia, and Elysia was staring right back at him, without blinking.
The quiet street gave the impression that the entire world had fallen silent for them.
He just sat there so quietly, as if he had been waiting for her.
And what was even stranger was that he was able to call her by name.
"You... know me?"
Ye Feng smiled. "For a girl as beautiful as you, isn't it only natural that I'd know who you are?"
"Thank you for the compliment. I'll gratefully accept it. What's your name?"
"Ye Feng."
"Heeey, what a nice name. But I'm still curious, how do you know me? Can you tell me?"
Ye Feng said, "Some things are best not to dwell on. A mature man always has his little secrets, doesn't he?"
"Alright then."
Elysia then put on an embarrassed expression. "Um... Mr. Ye Feng, your gaze has been fixed on me this whole time. A gaze that intense and aggressive... it can be quite hard for a normal girl to bear."
The main reason was the clothes she was wearing, and the... sweat that had yet to dry.
Elysia was a girl who cared deeply about her appearance.
Being stared at was normally no big deal, but she was in such a sorry state right now.
"Besides, the way I look right now... being stared at like this is quite embarrassing, you know."
"It's alright. Ely is perfect. No matter what pose you strike—I mean, you're beautiful in any state. You can be more confident, Ely."
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Elysia blinked. It was the first time anyone had ever told her to "be more confident."
Ye Feng continued, "You seem quite anxious, Ely."
Anxious?
How could she not be anxious?
Ravaged until her whole body went limp and then dumped in an unknown coffee shop...
Anxious was putting it mildly!
She had lost her virginity for no reason at all.
It was a nightmare.
No, this had to be a nightmare, right?
Speaking of dreams... before this, she had been on her way to [The Deep End].
So, where was this place?
Ye Feng sat up straight and patted the spot next to him on the bench, motioning for Elysia to come over.
Elysia hesitated for a moment, then walked over, her soaked white stockings padding softly on the ground.
"But anxiety is a girl's greatest enemy. Maintain your elegance, and advance with grace and joy."
"..."
Elysia's reaction was a beat too slow. She felt like she had heard those words somewhere before.
"Ah, thank you."
She folded her hands and placed them on her skirt.
The movement of the fabric pulled the dress taut, making the valley between her breasts appear even deeper.
So tight...
Elysia's delicate body was clad in a black and white, off-the-shoulder long dress with detached sleeves. Her rounded, snowy shoulders, like suet jade, and her collarbones were on full display. A white lace choker with a silver cross pendant adorned her slender neck.
The lower part of the skirt was embroidered with a simple cross pattern made of four golden teardrops, and the soft black underskirt reached her knees. It looked very traditional, but in reality, the slit went all the way up to the top of her thigh, making it impossible to conceal her pair of jade-like legs.
Her two well-proportioned, slender legs were wrapped in high-quality, sheer, and smooth white pantyhose. The stockings were also patterned with small, teardrop-shaped crosses. Her dainty, white-stockinged feet were originally meant for crystal high heels, but those had been discarded, leaving only her stockinged feet on the ground.
If it weren't for the religious cross markings on the attire, one would never guess it was a nun's habit.
"Mebius made these clothes. Do you like them?"
"!!"
Elysia's body went rigid. Her pupils contracted as she whipped her head around to look at Ye Feng.
"Wh-What? Mebius?"
"How about it? Aren't you happy to hear a comrade's name?"
Elysia could no longer maintain her calm expression. Her face grew serious.
"Who are you? And what is this place?"
"Oh? Your biggest concern isn't your own body?"
"My... body?"
Elysia's shoulders trembled. She stared at Ye Feng, a terrible thought dawning on her. "Was it you... who left me in the coffee shop?"
Ye Feng laughed heartily. "That's right. As expected of Ely, figuring out the correct answer so quickly. But you're still missing a little something."
She clenched her fists, her face turning slightly pale as she asked with a tremor in her voice:
"Why?"
"Is there a reason to need one? Of course, it's because you're beautiful, Ely."
"..."
Elysia stared straight at Ye Feng, a light glinting in her eyes.
"Mr. Ye Feng, I hope you can answer me seriously. Was it really you?"
"It was me," Ye Feng replied, still smiling.
"Even with that harmless smile on your face, I—am truly angry now."
Elysia shot to her feet. Pink light gathered in her hands as a powerful energy converged.
Snap—!
Then, with a snap of his fingers, Ye Feng made all the energy vanish into thin air.
Having lost the target for her built-up power, Elysia stumbled from the recoil and fell into Ye Feng's embrace.
"!!"
Ye Feng looked down at the Elysia in his arms. "I'm sorry you had to meet me this way. But it's still a bit better than how the little bug met me."
"Let go of me."
"No."
Elysia struggled, but Ye Feng's arms were like a steel vise, holding the delicate woman firmly in place.
"What do you possibly want?"
"Such a brilliant flower should not be allowed to wither before it fully blooms. I will grant you a dazzling blessing, and your body will shine with an even more radiant light."
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