"Say that again?" Lin Dong looked at Ying Huanhuan in surprise. Although he had been mentally prepared, the words still surprised him.
Faced with Lin Dong's surprised gaze, Ying Huanhuan blushed. "I'm saying, I won't sleep tonight. I'll just pretend to be asleep and see how effective Qing Ye's medicine is. After all, I don't feel much after falling asleep."
"You'll just pretend to be asleep in bed and wait for Qing Ye to play with you?"
"What are you talking about?" Ying Huanhuan blushed even more at Lin Dong's bluntness, making her sound like a slut waiting for a man who wasn't her husband to play with her at night. She punched Lin Dong's chest and said, "What do you mean by 'I'll wait for him to come?' Isn't that what you want to see?"
"Ahem, that's not what I meant. I'm just surprised you suddenly had that idea." Lin Dong realized the ambiguity in his words and could only explain.
"I mainly want to see the effects of the medicine Qing Ye used, and get used to it," Ying Huanhuan said.
"Adapt? Adapt to what?" Lin Dong asked, puzzled.
"Of course, I want to adapt... to other men. You'll definitely not just be satisfied with watching me being touched by other men in the future. You'll definitely want to see me being... touched by other men. And Qing Ye definitely gave me medicine for more than just touching me, so I want to get used to it beforehand," Ying Huanhuan said, blushing. She buried her head in Lin Dong's arms.
Hearing Ying Huanhuan's words, Lin Dong smiled awkwardly. He didn't know what to say. Besides, since he had caused this, it wouldn't be a good idea to try to stop it. Besides, he didn't have any intention of stopping it right now. Thinking of others trying every possible way to possess the beauty in his arms, while he was obsessed with how to hand her over to others for their toy-with, Lin Dong's excitement and bitterness vanished at that moment. A wave of guilt welled up in him, and he hugged the beauty tightly.
Ying Huanhuan noticed that Lin Dong's grip on her was tightening a bit, and she looked up. Seeing the guilt in Lin Dong's eyes, she paused for a moment, then smiled reassuringly, and then kissed Lin Dong on the lips.
Lin Dong met Ying Huanhuan's gaze, feeling the familiar warmth on his lips. He kissed her back, acknowledging her affection.
Neither of them had gone out today. Ying Huanhuan was mentally preparing for the evening, while Lin Dong stayed by her side.
"Knock, knock..."
A familiar knock sounded at the door, and Ying Huanhuan approached. It was the same familiar figure. Perhaps preparing for the evening, Ying Huanhuan didn't ask Qing Ye to leave immediately after finishing her tea. Instead, she chatted with him for a while before sending him off. From now until Qing Ye arrived at midnight, it would be time just for her and Lin Dong.
...
"Lin Dong, I'm still a little nervous." Judging by the time, Qing Ye was almost here, and Ying Huanhuan glanced at Lin Dong.
"It's okay," Lin Dong held Ying Huanhuan's hand, trying to calm her down.
Suddenly, Ying Huanhuan squeezed Lin Dong's hand tightly. She sensed someone approaching her room and knew it was Qing Ye.
"Why don't we stop for tonight?" Lin Dong said with some concern, looking at Ying Huanhuan's pretty face. Although he wanted to see her, he also had to consider her feelings. He would never force her.
"No, no, I can do it," Ying Huanhuan whispered, holding Lin Dong's hand. Although her words were firm, the slight tremor in her voice revealed her inner turmoil.
"Ha... huh..." Ying Huanhuan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, slowly releasing her grip.
Although Ying Huanhuan let go of Lin Dong's hand, Lin Dong took her hand back, holding her small hand tightly for a moment. Then he leaned over and kissed Ying Huanhuan on the forehead. Ying Huanhuan smiled back at him.
Seeing everything seemed alright, and sensing the person outside approaching the door, Lin Dong let go of Ying Huanhuan's hand. He turned around, expertly opened the closet door, slipped inside, and closed it behind him.
Ying Huanhuan had just calmed down when she saw Lin Dong slipping into the closet. She froze for a moment, unsure why Lin Dong had hidden there. She almost responded to Qing Ye's call, but luckily snapped back to her senses in time. She immediately lay back down on the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and closed her eyes.
After Ying Huanhuan closed her eyes, just as Lin Dong had predicted, she heard Qing Ye's calls twice more, and then heard the door open. She knew Qing Ye had entered her room, which made her even more nervous. Although she had been toyed with this for a few days, tonight was the first time she had been toyed with by a man other than Lin Dong while awake, and her man was watching, pretending to be asleep.
Ying Huanhuan heard Qing Ye call her name twice more before she heard the sound of gentle footsteps approaching. The sound grew closer. Though soft, it resonated in her heart like the sound of a bell, causing her hands to clutch the sheets tightly beneath her quilt, then slowly release them as the footsteps drew closer.
"Tap, tap!"
The footsteps stopped, the last of which fell beside the bed. Ying Huanhuan knew Qing Ye was standing there, perhaps looking down at her "sleeping face." Before she could think, she felt something touch the edge of the quilt on her shoulder. Then the quilt slowly lifted, gradually lifting away from her body. Her body gradually emerged from beneath the quilt. Although she was still covered in clothes, she still felt something strange.
When Qing Ye lifted the quilt off Ying Huanhuan and put it aside, he was stunned for a moment. When he first entered the room and saw Ying Huanhuan covered with the quilt, he felt a little excited, thinking that Ying Huanhuan was naked or lying on the bed in simple clothes. But after lifting the quilt, he found that he was wrong again. Ying Huanhuan not only looked like she was not wearing too little, but also dressed very neatly. This made Qing Ye a little puzzled as to why Ying Huanhuan wore so little clothes when she slept a few days ago. He leaned sideways and looked at Ying Huanhuan's lower body from under her skirt. Her underwear was normal. Sure enough, Ying Huanhuan was dressed normally today.
However, even though Ying Huanhuan was clothed, Qing Ye still found her incredibly stunning. While he saw Ying Huanhuan clothed every day, and would soon see her naked once he stripped her naked, Qing Ye rarely saw her fully clothed and asleep. He'd only seen Ying Huanhuan fully clothed sleeping the past three nights. After the last few days, her attire changed daily, and last night, she'd even slept naked. In fact, Qing Ye had seen Ying Huanhuan naked more often than she'd seen her properly clothed. So, he didn't start immediately, but instead stood by the bed, admiring her current state.
Yesterday, Qing Ye had assumed that Ying Huanhuan's increasingly less clothing was due to the effects of the medication. While it hadn't been mentioned when she bought it, perhaps there were exceptions? Or perhaps it just varied from person to person? But now, Qing Ye was confused. Tonight, Ying Huanhuan was fully clothed again, lying in bed. Could it be due to something else? Thinking of this, Qing Ye couldn't help but look back at the cabinet whose door wouldn't close properly, then shook his head. He dismissed the thought. He'd already checked the cabinet thoroughly last night, and it should be perfectly fine.
For Lin Dong, who was inside the cabinet, tonight was the most exciting night of the past few days. Although he'd seen Ying Huanhuan being toyed with by others the previous nights, the difference was that tonight, his wife was awake. This alone made him even more excited. Watching his wife being toyed with while asleep was a completely different feeling than watching her being toyed with while awake. The latter undoubtedly excites Lin Dong more. Although Qing Ye hadn't touched Ying Huanhuan yet, Lin Dong felt his excitement was already comparable to when he'd seen Qing Ye touching her breasts a few days ago.
Compared to Lin Dong's excitement, Ying Huanhuan's heart was now shifting from nervousness to a sense of unease. She only knew Qing Ye was standing beside her, but she hadn't felt any of his movements. She had no idea Qing Ye was admiring her while he pondered something. Knowing that wasn't a big deal, it was precisely that ignorance that caused her to feel uneasy, yet she couldn't open her eyes to see.
Fortunately, Ying Huanhuan's unease didn't last long before she felt a hand touch her cheek. Although she had been mentally prepared, the mixture of nervousness and unease still caused her body to tremble slightly at Qing Ye's sudden touch. But it was only a moment, and she instantly recovered, lying motionless in bed, pretending to sleep. Qing Ye didn't notice anything unusual either.