In the end, no matter how Lin Dong tried to persuade her, Ying Huanhuan refused to reveal how she felt last night. Lin Dong had to give up for now and wait for another opportunity to ask.
Ying Huanhuan was also deeply embarrassed. She was being toyed with by another man, and yet her husband came to ask her how she felt. Last night, not only had Qing Ye brought her to orgasm twice, but she also drank Qing Ye's semen. She didn't know what the other sisters and Ling Qingzhu had felt like, but she couldn't say it, at least not this time.
Lin Dong had no choice. Although he couldn't hear Ying Huanhuan's story, the excitement he felt watching her being toyed with by Qing Ye last night still lingered. Even if he didn't, he should have taken action after holding it in all night.
Ying Huanhuan also sensed something strange. A fiery thing had hardened beneath her skirt, and she was sitting on it, trapped between her legs. The heat was pressing against her vagina through her panties. She hurriedly tried to get up, but as she did, the heat lost its hold and rose tightly, pressing against her pubic mound, refusing to leave. Lin Dong didn't let her leave either. He grabbed her body and pulled her down, pressing her pubic mound against the heat as she sat on Lin Dong's lap.
"Don't do it. I have something to worry about today," Ying Huanhuan blushed, intending to escape Lin Dong's clutches. She was afraid that if Lin Dong, after making her feel comfortable, asked her about last night, her resistance would be weakened.
"Hmm? What's going on?" Lin Dong heard something was wrong. At that time, he was under the Dan River, and he had no idea what Ying Huanhuan had done. He had no idea what she had done, but now he was somewhat interested, so he asked curiously.
"I'm going to my sister's place later," Ying Huanhuan said hurriedly, seeing a hope of escaping the clutches.
"Senior Sister Xiaoxiao's place? I'll go with you later. I'll see what you were doing," Lin Dong said. Of course, he followed her in stealth mode.
"Yes, sure," Ying Huanhuan agreed. Compared to what happened last night, Lin Dong's visit to see what she was doing was a piece of cake.
"But..." Lin Dong knew Ying Huanhuan was planning to escape, but he had no intention of letting her go. He wouldn't force her to tell him about last night, but he wouldn't miss the opportunity to relieve himself either. Lin Dong smirked, "That's for later. Now, let's do something comfortable."
Lin Dong didn't wait for Ying Huanhuan to react before he began. Ying Huanhuan began to moan like she had last night, but now she didn't have to suppress anything; her moans came out naturally. It wasn't just Lin Dong who had endured all night; she had, too, and even more than Lin Dong. After all, she was the one involved. Although she was still afraid Lin Dong would ask her about last night's events, she had no choice but to let go.
Deep within the Dan River of Dao Zong Tian Temple, on a platform, a figure sat quietly in lotus position. A surge of Nirvana energy emanated from the Dan River, swirling around her like clouds and mist, giving her a more ethereal look.
Swoosh!
However, her quiet cultivation didn't last long. A sudden, hurried sound of wind came from behind, causing her brows to furrow slightly.
"Sister, something terrible has happened!"
But before she could reprimand her, a crisp voice rang out from behind. Then, Ying Huanhuan, clad in a red dress, gracefully landed on the platform, speaking hurriedly.
Lin Dong, of course, followed suit. Seeing Ying Huanhuan's lively demeanor, even running to her sister's place, he felt a little amused. Then, recalling the time when Ying Huanhuan pretended to be the Ice Master, Lin Dong still felt that the current Ying Huanhuan was better.
Ying Huanhuan saw Lin Dong laughing and couldn't help but glare at him. Then, noticing her sister looking at her, she immediately pretended to be out of breath.
"What's wrong?" Ying Xiaoxiao glanced at the panting Ying Huanhuan from behind, her tone remaining calm.
"You still remember Lin Dong, the one I mentioned to you last time?"
Hearing his name mentioned here, Lin Dong was a little surprised. He hadn't expected it to come up in the conversation between the Ying sisters. He had only been in Dao Sect for a few days. And seeing Ying Huanhuan mention that last time, that meant she had already mentioned him. He wondered what she had said then.
"That champion of the Hundred Dynasties War who abandoned the Heavenly Palace and joined the Desolate Palace, right? What? Did someone mess with you again?" Ying Xiaoxiao said without looking up, her slender jade hand stroking the cyan longsword in her hand.
Hearing Ying Xiaoxiao's words, Lin Dong already knew why Ying Huanhuan had mentioned him to her a few days ago. It was clearly because he had refused her entry to the Heavenly Palace when he first arrived in Dao Sect. Lin Dong knew that what Ying Huanhuan had said about him to Ying Xiaoxiao the other day was not a good thing. He then looked at Ying Huanhuan with a wry smile.
Ying Huanhuan saw Lin Dong looking over and glared at him again, as if to say, "Didn't you provoke me?"
Lin Dong lost his temper. He had indeed provoked him, and had been provoking him for a lifetime.
"That guy, because he won the Hundred Dynasty War, was eligible for the Dan River Initiation upon entering the Desolate Palace," Ying Huanhuan turned and said to Ying Xiaoxiao.
"He won the Hundred Dynasty War, so this reward is not undeserved. Why are you so worried?" Ying Xiaoxiao said casually, not surprised.
"No, that guy..." Ying Huanhuan clenched her slender jade-like hands, then gritted her teeth. "That guy has been at the bottom of the Dan River for eight days now."
"Oh?"
Ying Xiaoxiao's pretty face, as serene as a deep pool, finally flickered at that moment. She turned her head in surprise and asked, "He actually lasted eight days?"
As someone who had also experienced the Dan River initiation, Ying Xiaoxiao was well aware of the terrifying pressure at the bottom of the Dan River. Even she, at her full strength, had only managed to hold out for eight days. This achievement was already the best among the younger generation of Dao Sect. It was unexpected that someone else could match her today.
"It seems that Lin Dong does have some real skills..."
Hearing Ying Xiaoxiao's praise, Lin Dong simply smiled. He didn't think much of it at the time, but now, looking back, he still felt a sense of nostalgia. However, compared to what happened later, it was just a minor incident.
Next, Ying Huanhuan told Ying Xiaoxiao that Lin Dong hadn't shown any signs of coming out yet, which surprised Ying Xiaoxiao. Then, she started talking about Dao Sect's genius, Zhou Tong.
Today was the day for the two sisters to chat. Although Ying Huanhuan had already discussed this once before, she, feeling nostalgic for Lin Dong, reiterated their past, while Lin Dong sat by and listened.
It was late before Ying Huanhuan and Lin Dong left. Ying Huanhuan hadn't expected to chat for so long out of nostalgia. If Ying Xiaoxiao hadn't chased her away to practice, she might have continued.
As they left, they realized it was almost time for Qing Ye to arrive, so they hurried back. Although Lin Dong knew it was almost time, he didn't interrupt Ying Huanhuan. Compared to watching Ying Huanhuan being toyed with by Qing Ye, Lin Dong felt that watching the two sisters chat was more enjoyable.
On the way back, Ying Huanhuan thought of last night's events, and her face turned a little red again.
"Hmm?" They both paused as they returned to the woods beside the cabin.
Ying Huanhuan also looked into the woods. She had heard someone calling her name, though not loudly. She turned and looked at Lin Dong.
"Let's go in and take a look. It's pretty close anyway," Lin Dong nodded. He had also heard someone calling Ying Huanhuan's name.
The two of them then restrained their presence and quietly walked into the woods. It was late at night, and anyone whispering her name in the woods next to Ying Huanhuan's residence was definitely a ghost.
"Huanhuan..." Another voice rang out, closer and even audible, a rough tone.
The two heard the sound again, exchanged glances, and stealthily made their way towards the source. Once they were close, they hid behind a tree, leaning sideways to peer inside. A figure came into view.
"Qing Ye?" Ying Huanhuan was surprised when she saw the man clearly. Why was Qing Ye here, calling her name? She lowered her head slightly, and she knew what Qing Ye was doing. Her pretty face instantly flushed.