"Really? But I can already feel your body reacting to my touch."
Qing Ye said, his right hand encircling Ying Huanhuan's slender waist, his left hand directly touching the lower part of her left breast, grasping it in his hand, his index finger even touching the tip of the breast, tracing its surface.
"Mmm..." Qing Ye's actions made Ying Huanhuan's body tremble slightly.
"Right, Huanhuan? Look, I haven't even touched it a few times, isn't it already erect? This is your response and your longing for me," Qing Ye said softly. Although he couldn't clearly feel whether Ying Huanhuan's nipple was erect under her undergarments, he believed in the effects of the drug he used, coupled with Ying Huanhuan's current actions, her body must have already reacted to him.
"No, that's not it," Ying Huanhuan said, her face slightly flushed as she lowered her head. She had just asked her husband to wait for her at home, and now she was being groped by another man outside, and she was even aroused. Ying Huanhuan felt like she was having an affair, which made her extremely embarrassed. However, she did not stop Qing Ye's actions. She was still thinking about whether to refuse Qing Ye and go back to Lin Dong, or to ask Lin Dong to come and see her being played with by Qing Ye.
Ying Huanhuan felt like she was having an affair, and Lin Dong saw it the same way.
She had clearly told her to go home and wait, even using the excuse of getting her medicine, but now she was in the pharmacy, being held and fondled by a man other than herself. And Ying Huanhuan hadn't resisted the other man's actions, not even a hint of resistance. Even the basket containing her medicine was already on the floor. Wasn't this like having an affair?
Of course, Lin Dong was just indulging in wishful thinking. He didn't actually believe Ying Huanhuan would arrange to meet another man at the pharmacy for a tryst. Qing Ye's arrival was just an accident. As for his wife's lack of resistance, Lin Dong knew that Ying Huanhuan's body had probably reacted. Although Lin Dong hadn't personally experienced the effects of the drugs Qing Ye used, he had some understanding of their effects based on Ying Huanhuan's descriptions. Moreover, Ying Huanhuan had always been fed by him, and her appetite had been fattened up by him. Now, although Qing Ye was using many different drugs, the difference in their abilities was simply too great. The gap between Lin Dong and Qing Ye couldn't be bridged by these drugs. Lin Dong could have several of his women in one night. Unable to get out of bed tomorrow, and even with several medications, Qing Ye could only barely manage a few more times, the difference was still significant. This left Ying Huanhuan somewhat unsatisfied each time, and this unsatisfied desire could only be postponed. However, given the current situation, this dissatisfaction could only accumulate indefinitely. Therefore, Lin Dong could understand Ying Huanhuan's current behavior; physical needs and reactions weren't a big deal. However, what puzzled Lin Dong was why Ying Huanhuan wouldn't let him take care of it. If he did, one night would be enough, or even none at all. But now, Ying Huanhuan had even forbade him from touching her indiscriminately, which made Lin Dong sigh slightly; he hadn't had any "meat" in a long time.
"Lin Dong, come quickly to the pharmacy! Qing Ye ran over to find me!" After a moment's thought, Ying Huanhuan sent a telepathic message to Lin Dong. If the meeting place was moved here, Lin Dong would probably be happier to meet her than at home, right?
Since Lin Dong enjoyed watching this happen, coupled with her own physical desires, how could she refuse Qing Ye's advances?
"I've been at the pharmacy the whole time," Lin Dong replied shortly after Ying Huanhuan's telepathic message. His reply immediately made Ying Huanhuan blush deeply. Looking behind a medicine shelf, she saw that familiar, mischievous face. She guessed that Lin Dong had been spying on her; hadn't he witnessed everything that had just happened?
This made Ying Huanhuan incredibly embarrassed. Although she knew Lin Dong wouldn't think anything of her mischief, the thought of him silently watching her made her secretly curse him: "Perverted Lin Dong, cuckold!"
"Hehe," Lin Dong only chuckled twice before falling silent, afraid of disturbing the two people inside. He also unzipped his pants. The last person hadn't been able to, but Lin Dong believed that Qing Ye, after taking the medicine, would still be able to make him release. Seeing that Ying Huanhuan didn't resist his actions, he was extremely pleased. After all, this wasn't home; they were in the sect's pharmacy. Although it was late at night and few people might come, it didn't mean no one would. That uncertainty always existed. Despite the possibility of someone coming at any moment, Ying Huanhuan didn't stop him, allowing him to do as he pleased. Qing Ye secretly wondered if his relationship with Ying Huanhuan had taken another step forward.
Even if she started to become physically dependent on him, it wouldn't be a problem.
However, no matter what, he wasn't about to let go of the soft flesh he had already obtained. So, Qing Ye released his hand from Ying Huanhuan's waist. Having confirmed that Ying Huanhuan wouldn't run away, he no longer needed to restrict her movements. This freed up his other hand to play with her body. His free hand skillfully lifted Ying Huanhuan's skirt and tucked it around his waist, then touched her lower body. At this moment, a slight smile appeared on Qing Ye's lips. He whispered in Ying Huanhuan's ear, "Huanhuan, you really didn't miss me?"
"I didn't miss you! It's all because your hands were messing around..." Ying Huanhuan said, pursing her lips. Now that Lin Dong was present, she could continue playing with Qing Ye.
"So it seems you enjoy my messing around. See, you didn't refuse me, did you?"
Qing Ye chuckled, his fingers also scraping against Ying Huanhuan's lower body, feeling the dampness on her panties. He gently pressed down, feeling Ying Huanhuan's slightly trembling body. Qing Ye's hand, which had been on Ying Huanhuan's breasts, stopped. He gently unbuttoned her top, then tore open her undergarment, exposing her breasts. He turned around, moving from behind her to in front of her. He pressed her against the medicine shelf, then lowered his head and took her left breast into his mouth, gently licking and sucking, tasting the erect nipple. His right hand moved to her other breast, applying all the kneading and rubbing techniques he knew. Simultaneously, Qing Ye's left hand slipped under her panties, pressing on her already erect clitoris.
"Mmm...mmm..." Ying Huanhuan leaned against the medicine shelf, letting out soft moans. Although she accepted Qing Ye's ministrations, she knew where she was and dared not make a sound.
She wrapped her arms around the head of Qing Ye, who was nibbling at her chest, as if she didn't want his head to leave her chest. At the same time, she glanced at Lin Dong, who was secretly watching, and saw him stroking his penis. Ying Huanhuan blushed slightly and stuck out her tongue.
After Qing Ye's left hand had been touching Ying Huanhuan's lower body for a while, he inserted a finger into her vagina. Ying Huanhuan's vagina was naturally loose on the outside but tight on the inside, so his finger easily penetrated with the lubrication of her vaginal fluids. When his finger reached a certain depth, he felt her vagina gripping it tightly, which gave him a secret thrill. However, his pleasure lasted only a few seconds before his eyes widened and he froze for a moment. He felt his fingertip hook onto something strange—also a liquid, but different from Ying Huanhuan's vaginal fluids. Ying Huanhuan's vaginal fluids were clear and moist, while the liquid on Qing Ye's fingertip, although neutralized by her vaginal fluids, had a slightly viscous feel, a sensation Qing Ye was very familiar with.
Qing Ye swallowed hard. He slowly withdrew his finger, still coated with a small amount of viscous fluid, from Ying Huanhuan's vagina. Once it was completely out, he deliberately looked down. When he saw the tiny bit of transparent, slightly yellowish-white discharge at his fingertip, his heart skipped a beat, and he was completely caught off guard.
"How is this possible? There's semen residue inside Huanhuan!"
Qing Ye almost roared internally upon seeing this, but the feeling wasn't so much anger, but rather an overwhelming excitement mixed with surprise.
Qing Ye knew perfectly well that this wasn't his. He hadn't touched Ying Huanhuan for days; he'd ejaculated inside her several days ago. How could it still be inside?
The semen inside Ying Huanhuan must be from another man. That means Ying Huanhuan must have been penetrated and ejaculated inside her by another man within the last two days!