After reaching the audience seats, Lin Dong sat down cross-legged, his intense gaze once again fixed on the situation in the arena. Qing Ye now held one of Ying Huanhuan's breasts in each hand, and he was leaning over Ying Huanhuan's chest, licking the bright red tip of her right breast. As usual, Ying Huanhuan blushed and turned her head away, biting her lower lip with her teeth, making a small sound. Shortly after Lin Dong looked over, a small humming sound came from Ying Huanhuan's lower body, and... Ying Huanhuan's body trembled slightly, and Lin Dong smiled faintly at this. He knew Qing Ye wasn't just playing with his wife's upper body; he also had something inside her, though he couldn't tell if it was outside or inside. But after that smile, Lin Dong frowned slightly. He saw Ying Huanhuan's brow furrowed slightly. Unlike the usual frowns of pleasure or comfort he'd seen before, it looked more like she was expressing disgust, which made him a little worried.
Of course, Ying Huanhuan didn't know about Lin Dong's presence. After all, Lin Dong was afraid she'd notice, so he tried his best to eliminate his presence, fearing she'd notice. But now, Ying Huanhuan regretted not suppressing her shyness and letting Lin Dong follow her. The feeling she felt now was truly strange. It was still the same comfort as before. Having another man tease her sensitive parts, coupled with the effects of the drugs, made her even more sensitive to pleasure. It was impossible for her to feel uncomfortable, but amidst this comfort, she didn't know what kind of feeling she was in. The feeling of infidelity she mentioned lingered in her heart, making her feel a bit uncomfortable. This feeling, akin to an affair, made her feel truly uncomfortable. Last night was fine, but perhaps because she kept dwelling on it, she disliked it even more. She was almost unwilling to continue, but she wanted Lin Dong to see what he wanted to see, so she persisted. Fortunately, Qing Ye had activated the bouncing switch in her lower body, further increasing the pleasure her body, already ready for orgasm, felt. The increased pleasure also alleviated the slight aversion she felt from the infidelity.
However, Qing Ye didn't understand much. He didn't sense any difference between Ying Huanhuan and usual. He simply knew that making her feel good would make him feel even better, so he continued to play with Ying Huanhuan's body.
Less than four minutes after Lin Dong arrived, Ying Huanhuan reached her first orgasm of the night. However, Lin Dong didn't remove his pants. He was still somewhat concerned about Ying Huanhuan's current condition, so even though he was burning with desire, he couldn't bring himself to release it.
"Huanhuan, is it comfortable?" Qing Ye asked with a smile.
"Hmm," though the words were a little insincere, Ying Huanhuan still responded in agreement.
"Then let's play a more interesting game," Qing Ye said.
"Hmm?" Ying Huanhuan also cast a puzzled glance over. Although she didn't know what it was, she did hope for something to appear, to suppress her guilt, so that she could focus more on what she was doing and make Lin Dong even happier.
"That's it," Qing Ye said, pulling out a black, soft object from his Qiankun bag. It was roughly rectangular in shape, but the bottom edge was slightly concave, and a black line connected the two sides. Qing Ye, as if showing off something special, introduced it to Ying Huanhuan, "This is called a blindfold. It blocks your vision, preventing you from seeing. But it's just that, it takes the focus off your eyes and increases your sensitivity. How about it? Try it on..."
After seeing what Qing Ye had taken out, Ying Huanhuan was also surprised. Disappointed, it was the same thing she'd used so many times before; it didn't feel particularly novel. But after some thought, she felt a surge of interest. She figured that after putting on the blindfold, she would be completely blinded. If Qing Ye didn't say anything, she might be able to erase Qing Ye's presence from her mind. She wondered if that would lessen the feeling of guilt. After some thought, she blushed and nodded, saying, "Let's try."
"Okay, okay, I'll put it on you right away." With that, Qing Ye brought the blindfold close to Ying Huanhuan's eyes. After taping the black fabric in front over Ying Huanhuan's eyes, he pulled the black string around the back of Ying Huanhuan's head.
The eye mask was clearly custom-made, fitting perfectly around Ying Huanhuan's eyes. The fabric was also very fine, and it felt cool and comfortable. Ying Huanhuan felt as if the mask had been there all along. However, this wasn't what she was most concerned about. She was still concerned about the feeling of guilt. Clearly, the effect wasn't as good as she'd hoped. She could still clearly feel the guilt lingering in her heart.
"Okay, let's continue now... hm?" Qing Ye saw the blindfolded beauty before him, and a surge of evil fire rose within him. But at that moment, something in his Qiankun bag lit up. It was an ordinary-looking stone, and Qing Ye froze for a moment. He looked up at Ying Huanhuan, seemingly struggling with something, but after a moment's hesitation, he made up his mind and said to her, "Huanhuan, I need to go get something. You stay here."
"Huh? You're going out again? Whatever you want." This surprised Ying Huanhuan slightly. She had no idea what Qing Ye was thinking, and she hadn't seen the light up in his Qiankun bag. But she nodded anyway. She felt that if Qing Ye left, her guilt would subside, so she let him go and let herself calm down.
"Huanhuan, I'll be back soon. Wait for me for a moment, but I'll keep you comfortable," Qing Ye said with a wicked grin. He activated the ricochet device beneath Ying Huanhuan and rushed out of the basement. He wanted to be back sooner rather than later, and Qing Ye wasn't afraid of Ying Huanhuan escaping. After all, he expected that those in the Seventh Element Nirvana Realm wouldn't be able to break free.
"What? You want more... um..." Ying Huanhuan was about to refuse Qing Ye when the toy beneath her vibrated, causing her to moan softly. As soon as she finished speaking, Qing Ye had already left the basement.
The entire basement fell silent, save for the humming sound coming from beneath Ying Huanhuan. That sound was so noticeable, and the sudden silence made Ying Huanhuan feel a little uncomfortable. Although she had played this kind of idle game with Lin Dong before, it wasn't Qing Ye she was playing with now. Furthermore, with her vision obstructed, her other senses became more pronounced, causing her to slightly squeeze her thighs together.
"Hmm... Qing Ye?" Ying Huanhuan called softly. She wasn't sure if Qing Ye had actually left. Even though Qing Ye said so, who knew he'd actually do it? What if he was right there watching her act? So she didn't dare to make any big moves. After all, if she broke free from the black ropes and displayed unusual strength, Qing Ye would surely notice something. Then, he'd have to seal Qing Ye's memories, and their current relationship wouldn't be sustainable. If Lin Dong wanted to see her, it would be a hassle, and they'd have to start all over again.
"Qing Ye... stop playing...," Ying Huanhuan said again, her voice trembling slightly. This situation was truly troublesome. Unable to see, she could only rely on her hearing to understand her surroundings. The unknown always made her feel uncomfortable. The few minutes seemed so long. Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but wonder, "What if someone saw me like this? What if Qing Ye wasn't here, and another man showed up? Am I going to lose my virginity to another man?"
Just as Ying Huanhuan was thinking this, she felt a sense of someone approaching. It was only a feeling; she couldn't quite place it. There was no sound, no scent, and no smell, so it seemed like an illusion. If it was truly alluring, then wouldn't this person have seen her naked upper body? But then Ying Huanhuan knew it wasn't an illusion, because she felt a hand reaching for her lower body and lifting her skirt. Ying Huanhuan whispered, "Who?"
But the voice didn't respond, and her skirt kept rising higher and higher, then stopped. Although Ying Huanhuan couldn't see, she knew her skirt was definitely lifted all the way up, and whoever had lifted her skirt must have seen what was underneath her. Although she was still wearing her underwear, it was already wet, and there was a bouncing bullet inside. The bouncing bullet wasn't inside her, but outside her vagina. The person must have seen the bouncing bullet inside her, and her face turned red again. She wasn't sure who was in front of her. Maybe it was Qing Ye, maybe not. If it was Qing Ye, then it wouldn't be a big deal. But if it wasn't Qing Ye, then it would be a big problem. Ying Huanhuan became nervous, and she didn't know whether to break free from the black rope.