"Huanhuan?" After the door opened, Qing Ye saw Ying Huanhuan. His anxious expression brightened with joy. Ying Huanhuan hadn't opened the door in so long, and he'd thought something had happened. He'd been standing at Ying Huanhuan's door, knocking. It would be terrible if someone found out. Now it had gotten this far, and he was about to take the virginity of the girl he loved. If it ended like this, he'd be going crazy. He asked, "Huanhuan, what happened tonight? Why did you take so long to open the door?"
"Nothing. I was just practicing a new martial art, so I was a little slow," Ying Huanhuan said casually.
After hearing Ying Huanhuan's explanation, Qing Ye stopped dwelling on it. It wasn't easy to stop practicing a new martial art. After addressing his inner struggles, he asked Ying Huanhuan with some concern, "Oh, didn't I disturb you?"
"No, I was almost done just now," Ying Huanhuan said, but inwardly she blamed Qing Ye for something sinister. If he hadn't knocked on the door, she would have been kissed by Lin Dong for longer, enjoying his warmth more. But after thinking about it, she paused for a moment. Indeed, after being toyed with by Qing Ye, although she hadn't kissed Qing Ye, she seemed to spend less time with him.
"Huanhuan?" Qing Ye called out again, puzzled, seeing Ying Huanhuan still standing in the doorway, a bit stunned.
"Hmm, hm?" Ying Huanhuan came back to her senses. She blinked, realizing the situation, and suppressed her inner thoughts.
"Are you really okay?" Qing Ye asked. In his heart, the girl before him was his future wife, and he didn't want anything to happen to her.
"It's really okay. I just thought about that martial arts lesson again. It's nothing," Ying Huanhuan said perfunctorily, turning and walking back inside.
After Ying Huanhuan entered, Qing Ye followed, closing the door behind him. Seeing Ying Huanhuan's attire, his eyes lit up slightly, especially the two points on her chest. This made Qing Ye's head swell. He caught up with Ying Huanhuan as she walked towards the chair and grabbed her wrist. "Huanhuan, wait a minute."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Now it was Ying Huanhuan's turn to be puzzled. She turned and looked at Qing Ye.
"Let's not use the chairs tonight. Let's go straight to bed, shall we? The chairs are too small and inconvenient," Qing Ye continued. He'd actually wanted to tell Ying Huanhuan that they'd go straight to bed from now on, but he was afraid she'd refuse outright, so he tried to test the waters with a more plausible excuse.
Ying Huanhuan was slightly taken aback when she heard this. She also felt the bed was better; it offered more space and was more comfortable. However, she didn't respond, simply lowering her head with a blush.
Qing Ye was delighted to see Ying Huanhuan remain silent. As long as Ying Huanhuan didn't refuse, everything would be fine. He knew Ying Huanhuan wouldn't answer such a question out of shyness, so he took the initiative, holding Ying Huanhuan's hand and walking towards the bed. Ying Huanhuan followed Qing Ye's steps, head lowered. When they reached the bedside, she saw Qing Ye turn around and hold her in his arms.
Lin Dong was also surprised to see Qing Ye holding Ying Huanhuan. He hadn't expected Ying Huanhuan to let him hold her hand. Furthermore, seeing Ying Huanhuan's clothes, with two prominent nipples on her chest, it looked as if Ying Huanhuan was deliberately enticing a man to have sex with her. But why was he so excited? And now, Ying Huanhuan was held in Qing Ye's arms, which made Lin Dong's breathing become heavy.
"Ah!" Ying Huanhuan was also startled by Qing Ye's actions. While she was shy, she was thrown onto the bed, where she lay down. Qing Ye pressed directly on her, one knee wedged between her legs, and his hands pressed to either side of her head to support himself. Ying Huanhuan looked up and saw Qing Ye's aggressive and fiery eyes. She turned her head away, not daring to look at him.
Seeing the girl, still shy after being toyed with for so long, Qing Ye's heart began to beat faster. Seeing her rosy lips, he slowly bent his hands and lowered his head. He still remembered what she had said, so he didn't dare to kiss her directly on the lips. Instead, he whispered, "Huanhuan, can I kiss you?"
Ying Huanhuan shuddered at this. She knew Qing Ye was asking just to kiss her lips. She remembered the time she and Lin Dong had spent kissing less, and her eyes darkened again. She secretly thought, "Since I've been kissing Lin Dong less, should I make up for it with Qing Ye? I haven't kissed any other men yet, and neither have the other sisters. I wonder if it would be comfortable. Should I try it on the sisters first? It shouldn't be bad. "Well, Qingzhu was the first to be fucked by another man, so I'll be the first to be kissed by another man."
Ying Huanhuan also turned her head towards Qing Ye, her lips slightly parted, as if welcoming a guest. Qing Ye, not hearing Ying Huanhuan's refusal, continued to lower his head. Then, he saw Ying Huanhuan's lips move again. Ying Huanhuan's eyes returned to their normal expression, though her face seemed a little redder. "No!"
Qing Ye was also slightly stunned by Ying Huanhuan's words. He had originally thought he had succeeded, and Ying Huanhuan had seemed to be cooperating with him. Unexpectedly, when they were about to kiss, Ying Huanhuan refused. However, he quickly recovered and continued to lower his head. However, he didn't kiss Ying Huanhuan on the lips. Instead, he lowered the angle and kissed Ying Huanhuan's neck.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan's body trembled. Her delicate neck felt a touch of warmth and moisture, a fleeting sensation before it reappeared further down her neck. As the kisses grew more frequent, Ying Huanhuan felt Qing Ye kissing her collarbone. Qing Ye's right hand, which was resting on her left side, bent and pressed against her breast, his fingers grasping the protrusion on her dress. Qing Ye's leg, wedged between hers, slid forward, his knee pressing against her lower body through the crab shell, forcing her legs to clamp down on Qing Ye's thigh.
"Hmm..." Qing Ye's actions made Ying Huanhuan feel shy. She hadn't expected to let another man play with her without wearing any underwear. Having her nipple pinched by Qing Ye through her clothes felt strange. Meanwhile, Qing Ye's left hand also moved, slid down the bed to touch Ying Huanhuan's shoulders. His fingers hooked around the right strap of her dress and untied it. What he had done to her right shoulder, he repeated on her left. Just when Ying Huanhuan thought Qing Ye was going to remove her dress, Qing Ye's head continued to move downwards. His mouth, which had been kissing her collarbone, opened slightly, and his teeth bit down on her left breast. The pressure was a bit strong, causing her to feel a little pain. Her dark eyebrows furrowed slightly, but the pain quickly turned into a pleasant pleasure, and her eyebrows immediately returned to their original arch.
After untying the shoulder straps, the left hand moved down again, directly touching her thigh, then rubbing it under her skirt. As it rubbed, it slowly moved higher, getting closer and closer to her lower body. Just as it was about to touch, the hand left her leg and pulled her skirt up. Ying Huanhuan lowered her head, watching Qing Ye pinch her nipple with one hand and nibble on it. Her skirt was lifted higher and higher, soon reaching her waist, and she could see the bulging mons pubis. She saw the hand that had lifted her skirt return to her body, rubbing her lower abdomen, and then continuing down, quickly reaching the top of her panties and slipping through the gap.
Although it wasn't the first time he had seen this, Lin Dong always felt a surge of excitement when he saw Ying Huanhuan's clothes being removed by another man, but it was nothing like before. Now, Lin Dong hoped to see something even more exciting.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan finally moved. She raised her left hand in front of her, curled her index finger, and gently bit it with her teeth. Although shy, she lowered her head and secretly watched Qing Ye play with her body.
When Qing Ye looked up, he also noticed Ying Huanhuan watching him. He released the red bean from his mouth and said to Ying Huanhuan, "Huanhuan, how is it? Are you comfortable?"
Ying Huanhuan's face turned a little red when she realized she had been caught peeping. After hearing Qing Ye's question, she turned her head away and let out a soft "Hmm."
Qing Ye was very happy to hear this. He pulled Ying Huanhuan's dress down to her waist, revealing a pair of snow-white and soft breasts. He then touched Ying Huanhuan's snow-white breasts and kissed the nipple. The finger that had been scratching Ying Huanhuan's vagina from her panties suddenly penetrated her.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan's body jerked at Qing Ye's sudden increase in strength, and soon, Qing Ye brought her to her first orgasm of the night.