"It feels good, doesn't it? Then wouldn't you like to try it with your thing down there?" Qing Tan didn't seem shy at Wuming's words; instead, she teased him.
Wuming was surprised by Qing Tan's question. He became excited and, afraid of missing this opportunity, quickly replied, "Yes! Yes!"
"Hehe, then continue. After you give me another orgasm, I'll consider giving you a chance," Qing Tan smiled at Wuming's answer and then gave him another instruction.
Hearing this, Wuming was even more excited. Having found his target, he worked even harder. His right hand released Qing Tan's clitoris, and then he casually pulled down her panties and tucked them aside. Now, Qing Tan's lower body was fully exposed to Wuming's eyes. The flower, originally pink, was now a bright red due to engorgement. The petals opened slightly from the stimulation, and tiny water droplets clung to them, making it look like a flower just blooming in the morning—beautiful and captivating.
However, although the scenery was beautiful, Wuming only paid slight attention and did not succumb to it. His goal was what followed. He didn't want to let the beauty before him distract him from or postpone the wonderful things to come, so Wuming suppressed the burning desire in his heart and eyes.
After pulling down Qing Tan's underpants, Wuming paused slightly, unsure if she might suddenly become aggressive. He hadn't dared to act immediately, but seeing Qing Tan's acquiescence, he suppressed his unease and continued. Wuming's right hand, which had released Qing Tan's clitoris, moved to her vaginal opening. He extended his index finger, placing both hands back-to-back, and pressed his right index finger against the opening. Then, he slowly inserted his fingertip into Qing Tan's vagina. Despite its extreme tightness, Wuming's fingers still managed to enter, resulting in two fingers being inserted into Qing Tan's body.
The nameless man's finger only penetrated halfway before stopping. After a few seconds of stillness, both of his fingers began to move simultaneously. His left finger, which had been inserted most of the way into Qing Tan's vagina, slowly withdrew, then re-inserted, beginning a thrusting motion. Meanwhile, his right finger bent its tip, teasing the tender flesh inside Qing Tan's vagina, attacking her body from two directions at once.
"Mmm..." Qing Tan felt the fingers moving inside her, and a sound escaped her lips again. Her legs trembled slightly. Although the two fingers of the nameless man were doing different things, it didn't mean they wouldn't interfere with each other. Because of the tightness of Qing Tan's vagina, the two fingers were pressed tightly together inside, making it almost impossible for them not to interfere. Qing Tan could clearly feel that when the nameless man's left hand fingers were thrusting in and out, the up-and-down movement of his right hand fingers would slightly influence the movement of his right hand fingers, causing the fingers to hook in different places each time. When the nameless man's right hand fingers hooked, the fingertips curled up, widening the already small space inside her vagina, causing the other finger to press even closer to the vaginal walls.
"Mmm..." Just when Qing Tan thought that Wuming's two fingers were all inserted into her body, her body tensed slightly. She had just seen Wuming's head move closer to her lower body, and at that moment, two hard objects clamped onto her clitoris. A current of electricity flowed through her body; Wuming had lightly bitten her clitoris. After releasing his teeth, something soft and wet touched her clitoris, followed by a series of movements—wrapping, teasing, and stimulating—like a dragon playing with a pearl. Exquisite pleasure surged through Qing Tan's body, causing her to involuntarily bite her red lips.
Under Wuming's ministrations, Qing Tan quickly succumbed. Within minutes, her trembling intensified; she could barely hold onto her skirt, one hand already resting on Wuming's back. A few dozen seconds later, Qing Tan no longer held onto her skirt, which fell behind Wuming, completely covering him. She bent over, embracing his head with both hands, then her body tensed, her head snapping back as she let out a seductive moan: "Ah…"
After another climax, Qing Tan breathed softly. She pushed Wuming away and sat back down on the sofa. Her eyes held a seductive allure as she looked at Wuming with slight surprise; his skills were indeed far more impressive than she had imagined.
"How was it? Lady Qing Tan, wasn't I alright? I brought you to orgasm!"
Wuming licked the semen Qing Tan had just ejaculated from the corner of his mouth. It had no pungent smell, only a faint, unknown fragrance, which made Wuming's gaze towards Qing Tan even more fiery. He knew that Qing Tan either had a special body or hadn't been touched by men much. Although Qing Tan had pushed him away, he still didn't get up, remaining kneeling there. Because Qing Tan hadn't specifically closed her legs or pulled up her skirt after sitting down, Wuming's current position and angle allowed him a perfect view of the scenery between her legs. His face was full of smiles, with a hint of self-satisfaction. Although he spoke modestly, he was secretly overjoyed. Seeing Qing Tan's expression, he knew perfectly well how well he had done.
Qing Tan squinted at Wuming: "Hmm, it was quite comfortable."
"Then..." Wuming's face lit up upon hearing Qing Tan's words, but before he could say anything, Qing Tan interrupted him. "Don't rush me. As I just said, I'll consider giving you a chance, but it's just consideration, not a guarantee." Qing Tan licked her fingers, looking at Wuming with amusement.
"Huh? Why is that?" Wuming said with a bitter face.
"So you mean you don't need this chance to consider?" Qing Tan continued with a smile.
"No! I didn't say that, Lady Qing Tan, please continue to consider, please continue to consider!" Wuming's lips twitched, and he quickly shook his head and cried out.
After Wuming finished speaking, the entire room fell silent. Neither of them made a sound. Wuming remained kneeling, looking expectantly at Qing Tan, occasionally stealing glances under her skirt. Qing Tan, expressionless, stared down at Wuming. No one knew what she was thinking. After a long silence, Qing Tan blinked to the side, and then the world seemed to freeze.
"What's wrong, Qing Tan?" Ying Huanhuan paused, appearing beside Qing Tan. She knew Qing Tan's blink was a signal to her.
"Nothing, just wanted to rest a little," Qing Tan took a deep breath.
"It seems you're not as carefree as you appear, Qing Tan," Ying Huanhuan said, covering her mouth with a smile.
"Hmph, it's not like you adapted so easily, Huanhuan! We did this for Lin Dong, and now that he's not around, it's a lie to say I don't mind," Qing Tan pouted, giving Ying Huanhuan a sidelong glance before continuing, "Besides, you dragged me into this, Huanhuan, shouldn't I at least have some time to process it?"
"Yes, of course you will. Just tell me when you've recovered," Ying Huanhuan stopped teasing Qing Tan. She had done it herself, so she knew that doing this without Lin Dong's presence required considerable mental preparation. She had prepared for a whole day back then, and with Lin Dong in her arms that night, she felt much more at ease. Qing Tan, on the other hand, did it within hours of being told that day. Although she had Qing Tan's precedent, Qing Tan's mental preparation was certainly no less than Qing Tan's.
Qing Tan closed her eyes, calming her breathing. She sat motionless on the sofa for several minutes before opening them. Her eyes were now somewhat calmer, though she still lightly bit her lip. Turning to Ying Huanhuan, she said, "Okay, Huanhuan, I'm ready."
Ying Huanhuan nodded, then vanished again, and time resumed its normal flow.
When time resumed, Qing Tan saw Wuming move again. When she saw him secretly glancing under her skirt, a hint of disdain flashed across her face, followed by a disdainful look. However, her clenched teeth quickly loosened, and a playful expression returned. Looking down at Wuming, she called out.
"Nameless!"
Upon hearing Qing Tan call his name, Nameless, who had been spying, was startled. He then noticed Qing Tan looking at him with amusement, and his gaze flickered away, a hint of embarrassment on his face. However, he soon witnessed a startling scene.