The Great Alliance of Demons and Monsters - Chapter 4 of the Strange World: Tang Rou's Atonement 1

Chapter 1: The Beauty's Grace Slowly stroking the camera that had brought him a turning point in his life, Wang Qi's expression was strange and extremely complex.
For the past few days, he hadn't stopped inputting commands into Ning Feiya, even though she was now completely obedient to him.
Using blood as words was not a comfortable experience, especially the lingering fatigue after each command, as if something had been absorbed, which only added to his unease.
But he dared not stop. Countless times in the dead of night… countless eerie voices seemed to tell him in his dreams that if he stopped… he would lose everything.
So real, so terrifying… Wang Qi unconsciously recalled the price he had to pay before obtaining the camera.
It was his… soul.
"What good is a soul if you have nothing?"
he muttered to himself, reaffirming his resolve time and again… He thought of the ethereal, otherworldly girl, and how he was willing to give everything to avoid losing her, to possess her… even if the end of this path led to hell.
His thoughts were jumbled and unfocused. Wang Qi glanced blankly out the window and was startled to find the sun was already high in the sky.
He jumped out of bed and rushed to the mirror, straightening his suit—his best outfit.
Ning Feiya, who usually only met him at night or when Long Aotian wasn't around, had suddenly called this morning, asking him to meet her in public at noon. Wang Qi was astonished, but after repeated questioning, he only received a coquettish "keep it a secret" from Ning Feiya.
Feeling inexplicably nervous, Wang Qi quickly found his best clothes, put them on, and realized he still had plenty of time. Bored, he started playing with his camera, his thoughts racing, and almost missed the appointed time, causing him to panic.
He hurried out the door and headed towards the agreed-upon location. Fortunately, it was quite close to where he lived, so he didn't have to worry about transportation.
Upon arriving at his destination, the stares of those around him brought Wang Qi a long-lost sense of embarrassment. The clothes were fine, even in Qingming Academy, a place teeming with aristocrats, where rich heiresses were treated like dogs, and only billionaires could afford to flaunt their wealth. They were at least acceptable clothes.
However, the person wearing them was utterly lacking in manners. Although his martial arts training and Ning Feiya's meticulous care had lessened some of his sleazy and self-consciousness, his hunched back, half-white hair, deep wrinkles, and foul odor, coupled with his suit and worn-out backpack, made him look even more rustic than a country bumpkin. He resembled a monkey dressed in a suit—utterly incongruous.
Just as Wang Qi was feeling incredibly awkward, a luxurious and elegant Ferrari sports car slowly pulled up in front of him. The door opened, and a pair of delicate, white feet in pearl-studded sandals stepped out, followed by an elegant and captivating figure accompanied by a fragrant breeze.
"Qi'er, have you been waiting long?"
"No...no."
The surrounding pedestrians immediately froze, involuntarily gasping. Wang Qi's tone was somewhat dazed. Ning Feiya was wearing an elegant black and white tight-fitting dress, her perfect curves fully revealed, drawing the attention of passersby. She wore a sun hat adorned with white feathers and pearls, and large brown sunglasses. Normally she didn't wear jewelry, but today she wore teardrop-shaped earrings, a crystal necklace, and a black jade bracelet. All of this did not detract from Ning Feiya's perfect and captivating fairy-like aura; instead, it added a touch of elegance, nobility, and aloofness, making her seem so unapproachable.
Coupled with the globally limited edition luxury car, the beautiful woman in the brothel, and the affectionate address, it immediately drew envious glances from those around her. Even Wang Qi, who had possessed this fairy for many days, was stunned by Ning Feiya's appearance at this moment.
"Get in."
A slightly cool and elegant voice startled Wang Qi from his daze. He frantically scrambled into the luxury car—a car that was a blessing even to look at, let alone buy.
As soon as he sat down, the luxurious leather sofa made him involuntarily bounce back and forth, savoring the soft, luxurious allure. His true nature as a country bumpkin was immediately revealed. The scissor doors slowly closed, revealing Ning Feiya in the driver's seat. She didn't say anything about Wang Qi's lapse in judgment, but instead, laughter erupted from the back seat.
Wang Qi's face flushed instantly. He had been so utterly naive, momentarily lost in his own world, that he had even shown a look of intoxication. But hearing the laughter, Wang Qi turned his head, his face burning red. Upon seeing what was happening, his reddened face immediately turned strange.
"Um... I'm sorry, I wasn't laughing at you... it's just that the way you looked so comfortable... reminded me of a friend of mine... really, there used to be an old monkey in the deep mountains who was my friend for many years, but sadly... he died later." She
sounded a little embarrassed, but her words carried a familiar warmth that wasn't offensive. Just from her tone, you could hear the undisguised innocence in her voice, like a girl next door; no matter what she said, it was hard to blame her. What
made Wang Qi's expression strange was Tang Rou. She was wearing a simple white dress that Wang Qi recognized—it was the same dress Ning Feiya had once worn.
Faced with this innocent beauty whom he had repeatedly drugged and raped, Wang Qi, as the perpetrator, suddenly felt somewhat at a loss upon seeing her conscious. Although he probably knew Tang Rou's petite yet voluptuous body better than Tang Rou herself, and had even deeply played with it, leaving his turbid semen as a mark on every inch of her fair and tender body, upon hearing her soft, timid, and pure voice like a clear spring, and her large, unguarded, watery eyes, Wang Qi still instinctively felt a sense of inferiority and helplessness.
"Um... Hello, you're Fei Ya's friend, right? I'm so sorry, I really wasn't mocking you... I just came from the mountains too, so I've made a lot of mistakes. I'm really sorry. My name is Tang Rou, what's yours?"
Seeing the strange look on Wang Qi's face, thinking she had said something wrong, Tang Rou hurriedly apologized and explained, revealing her past in the process. Wang Qi could only smile wryly. He couldn't very well tell Tang Rou that he was at a loss because he had been drugging and abusing her every day and suddenly saw a victim.
"Um...it's nothing, really, it's just that seeing such a beautiful girl like you all of a sudden makes me a little uncomfortable...I...I'm Fei...Ning Feiya's friend, my name is Wang Qi." "
Really? I'm not pretty at all, Feiya is the real beauty."
Looking at Tang Rou's bright, innocent eyes, Wang Qi felt somewhat speechless. At this moment, Ning Feiya still had a cold and aloof expression, remaining silent, seemingly reverting to her usual perfect yet unapproachable fairy-like aura. This demeanor made Wang Qi, who had become accustomed to Ning Feiya's enthusiastic and alluring appearance over the past few days, extremely uncomfortable.
"Miss...Miss Feiya, where...are we going?"
Ning Feiya's cold and elegant demeanor suddenly made Wang Qi feel a sense of estrangement. His words became somewhat awkward, but then he was filled with regret, extremely disappointed in his inexplicable lewdness and insecurity. In the end, Wang Qi could only murmur to himself that this was all to conceal their relationship in front of the sober Tang Rou, and he could only hope that Ning Feiya would understand.
Hearing this, Ning Feiya slowed down and turned to look at Wang Qi. Her eyes were covered by large brown sunglasses, so her thoughts could not be seen, but she said in a slightly displeased voice: "Just call me by my name, call me Feiya."
"Fei...Feiya."
Faced with Ning Feiya's sudden seriousness, Wang Qi looked at Tang Rou's bright, curious eyes and gave a bitter smile. But in his heart, he seemed to return to that unforgettable martial arts demonstration, and once again felt the emotion when Ning Feiya asked him to call her by her name.
"Don't worry about too many trivial things,"
Ning Feiya said meaningfully, slowing down the car again. She released her hand from the gearshift and reached out to Wang Qi, gently taking his hand and slowly stroking and holding it with indescribable tenderness.
"Oh..."
Tang Rou exclaimed in surprise at the sight, seemingly incredibly curious that such a perfect, aloof, and elegant fairy, as Long Aotian's fiancée, would treat another man so gently. However, due to her trust in Ning Feiya, or perhaps her own naivety, she didn't immediately consider the worst. Her eyes darted around, and even a pig could see the overflowing curiosity in Tang Rou's eyes.
Wang Qi felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He naturally knew that Ning Feiya was trying to bolster his confidence and prevent unnecessary feelings of inferiority and sleazy from resurfacing. But seeing Ning Feiya willing to expose their relationship in front of Tang Rou rather than let him lose confidence, he was deeply moved.
The only response he could give was resoluteness. He gently took Ning Feiya's small hand, slowly stroking and kneading it, deeply imprinting the warmth of Ning Feiya's soft palm into his heart.
"Rou'er has been here for many days now. I went out today to buy her some clothes. Your opinion is very important in this regard, after all, you're quite familiar with the area."
Sensing Wang Qi's response, Ning Feiya's usually cold and aloof lips curved into a warm, melting smile as she slowly explained, though her words carried a lewd undertone known only to the two of them.
"And...Rou'er, are you curious?"
"Hmm...Sister Feiya, what's your relationship with Uncle Wang Qi? You seem so close."
"To broaden your horizons, I won't tell you. Think of it as a test."
"Oh...I'll try my best."
Tang Rou, tricked like this, couldn't suppress her curiosity and kept nodding her head, looking like she would try her best, which made the two exchange a knowing smile.
The car continued driving. Tang Rou had initially been observing the two still holding hands with great interest, but as the scenery outside changed constantly, everything was so new to her, and her attention involuntarily drifted to the view outside the car window.
Ning Feiya glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that Tang Rou, who had been sitting in the middle of the back seat, was now sitting on the far right, pressed against the window, looking at the scenery outside with great interest. A slightly seductive smile appeared on her face. She pulled her soft hand away from Wang Qi's grasp, and then, to Wang Qi's surprise, reached down to his crotch, slowly caressing the familiar bulge through his suit pants.
"Hiss."
Wang Qi suddenly gasped, glancing nervously at the rearview mirror. He saw that Tang Rou wasn't paying attention to them, but even so, he was filled with endless excitement.
The zipper was slowly unzipped, and that soft hand slipped into his crotch, skillfully parting his underwear, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, but in a very ambiguous way.
Wang Qi tried hard to suppress his voice and looked towards Ning Feiya. Although Ning Feiya was still focused on driving, her perfect, fairy-like face was mostly hidden by large sunglasses, but judging from the slightly upturned, alluring smile, the face behind the sunglasses must be incredibly charming and seductive. Wang Qi's heart itched; he wished he could remove those annoying sunglasses and get a better look at Ning Feiya's tempting appearance.
Every time Tang Rou glanced back, Wang Qi was on edge, afraid she would discover something. But perhaps because Ning Feiya's movements were so gentle, Tang Rou remained oblivious, assuming they were still holding hands. She was completely unaware that her beloved fiancée, and the elder sister she would have to respect after entering the family, was openly committing such an obscene act of betrayal against Long Aotian not far from her.
The luxury car sped forward, drawing envious glances from passersby. When they saw the beautiful woman driving it, they couldn't help but stare in amazement. But everyone easily ignored Wang Qi sitting beside him, and no one would suspect that this stunningly beautiful woman was simultaneously driving and masturbating the old, ugly man beside her. As
the car entered a high-end clothing shopping street, Wang Qi knew they were nearing their destination. At the same time, the soft hand manipulating his penis suddenly increased its speed.
When the car slowly stopped in front of an exceptionally luxurious shopping mall, Wang Qi's pent-up pleasure reached its peak, and his penis spurted violently.
Ning Feiya, feeling the slippery heat from her palm, revealed a stunningly ambiguous smile. Instead of showing disgust, she stroked even faster, squeezing out every last drop of semen from his penis.
"Rou'er, get me some tissues."
Tang Rou, who was excitedly looking out the window, didn't think much of it when she heard Ning Feiya's words. She pulled out two tissues and handed them to Ning Feiya, who gracefully took them and slowly wiped the milky white liquid from her delicate hands.
The air was filled with the pungent scent of chestnut blossoms, which Tang Rou found strangely familiar, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why. Watching Ning Feiya wipe the liquid from her hands with such elegance, poise, and natural grace, she didn't pay much attention, assuming that Ning Feiya had spilled some drink. She would never have imagined that the pure and innocent fairy-like elder sister was actually wiping away the semen that had just been extracted from a man's penis right in front of her.
"Qi'er, it must be uncomfortable to have wet underwear, right? This is your punishment, since you dared to call me Miss Fei Ya."
As soon as they arrived at the station, Tang Rou couldn't wait to get off the bus. Ning Fei Ya, while turning off the engine and removing the key, said playfully to Wang Qi. Wang Qi, feeling the discomfort of his wet underwear, could only nod and smile wryly.
After everyone got off, several elegantly dressed staff members jogged over. A middle-aged woman who looked like a manager said with great respect, "Miss Ning, as per your request, the area is now completely cleared. You can shop with peace of mind; no one will disturb your enjoyment."
"Hmm, well done. The security cameras are off too, right?"
"Yes, absolutely no one, no machine will see you shopping... absolutely."
"Okay, let's go."
After saying this, Ning Fei Ya didn't speak again, only nodding to the middle-aged woman to indicate her satisfaction. The middle-aged woman showed genuine joy, and then gracefully walked away.
Tang Rou didn't notice anything amiss, simply following closely behind Ning Feiya with some difficulty. Wang Qi, however, stared blankly at the shopping center, which should have been bustling with people—a vibrant and bustling shopping district—where now only a few people existed within a radius of several hundred meters. In the distance, security personnel in uniforms had already erected barriers several hundred meters away. Wang Qi looked up; the six characters of "Longning Shopping Center" were dazzlingly prominent.
Inside the mall, the counters and shops were still displaying goods, but the staff had vanished without a trace. In this large, luxurious, fifty-story shopping center, only the three of them echoed.
"Feiya, what's this?"
"This is a birthday gift Aotian gave me years ago. I'm going out to accompany Rou'er to buy some clothes today, so I called ahead to clear the area, afraid it would be too crowded and noisy."
"What about the staff? The sales assistants?"
"No need, feel free to look around, feel free to play, if you see something you like, just mark it... someone will come to count, process, and deliver it to your door."
"Feel free... take it? All of these?"
"Yes, Qi'er, you can pick whatever you want. I was planning to accompany you to buy some things today anyway."
Wang Qi couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, and received such a dumbfounded answer. Looking into the distance, there were at least thirty or forty shops on the first floor alone, not to mention that this was just the first floor, there were forty-nine floors above.
"Wow, Feiya, what is this? It's such a beautiful bottle."
"It's perfume."
"Let me smell it... ah... achoo... ouch, it's broken."
"It's alright, don't worry about it. Consider it a done deal."
Wang Qi looked at Ning Feiya's nonchalant expression, then at the perfume bottle on the ground, priced at tens of thousands but now broken into eight pieces and exuding a strong fragrance. He suddenly felt that the world of the wealthy was too far removed from his own.
Tang Rou wandered around like she was in an amusement park, having a great time, but her running steps were strangely uncoordinated.
Wang Qi suddenly realized that last night he had drugged and raped this innocent beauty, which caused Tang Rou's unusual gait... But how could she recover so quickly after such rough and sadistic treatment?
Tang Rou had been leading the way, but before she knew it, Ning Feiya and Wang Qi were walking side by side. Or perhaps Wang Qi was lost in thought, while Ning Feiya deliberately slowed her pace to keep up with him. Sensing his confusion, Ning Feiya chuckled softly, "What, are you surprised? This morning, before Aotian arrived, I applied a thick layer of medicine to Rou'er's area—a hemostatic and regenerative medicine made from rare and precious herbs. It's considered slow-acting in this situation… Or perhaps you actually wanted to see Rou'er so exhausted from your 'pleasantness' that she couldn't even walk, just to bolster your own sense of accomplishment?"
With that, Ning Feiya intimately linked arms with Wang Qi's, and the two walked like lovers.
Wang Qi wasn't surprised by Ning Feiya's sensitivity, but his entire attention was captivated by her affectionate behavior and the subtle, supple touch of her arm. He remained silent for a long while.
Seeing the two so intimate and ambiguous, Tang Rou's curiosity grew even stranger. She was innocent, but not stupid. On the contrary, because of her pure and innocent heart, she could sense many sensitive things. Looking at their almost couple-like behavior and the ambiguous atmosphere between them, she seemed to have noticed something, but she didn't dare to confirm it. Occasionally, she would scan the two with what she thought was a discreet but obvious probing look, which was quite amusing.
Wang Qi became somewhat uneasy under Tang Rou's repeated scrutiny, and couldn't help but feel nervous. But at this moment, Ning Feiya continued in a low voice, "Qi'er, didn't you want your teacher to be your woman? But is this all you're capable of? Of course, you can't even put your mind at ease in front of Rou'er. If it were Aotian in front of you, would you turn around and leave as soon as you see your teacher? You're really putting your teacher in a difficult position."
"Of course not, you belong only to me."
Provoked by Ning Feiya's words, Wang Qi responded decisively, then held his head high, took Ning Feiya's arm, and acted fearless. But the unease in his eyes betrayed him. After hearing Ning Feiya's words, although he was inspired with courage, he couldn't help but think that if Tang Rou went back and told Long Aotian about the two of them, the joke would be too big. The consequences for Ning Feiya were still unknown, but his own fate would probably be to settle down at the bottom of some ocean.
"So, for your sake, and for your own, today... you must find a way to completely resolve Rou'er's situation and stop her from talking nonsense. Consider this... a test from your teacher, a test of whether you have made sufficient progress and growth during these days of being repeatedly honed by your teacher as a whetstone. As a true man, what are these trivial difficulties... right, Qi'er?"
Wang Qi's face suddenly contorted into a bitter expression. Resolve... how could he resolve this to keep her from keeping secret his intimate behavior with Ning Feiya? But Ning Feiya's unusually serious tone made him unable to say many things... In any case, he did not want to disappoint the goddess in his heart, even in the slightest way. As long as it was what she wanted, he was willing to do it... This resolve was absolutely true.
"Also, the methods are up to you. Even if you decide to kill to cover your tracks, I'm willing to help you bury the body. Of course... after the incident, we'll go to the underworld together. If you're skilled enough to make Rou'er fall in love with someone else, I'll be happy to help you keep her hidden away, hehe."
It was hard to tell if it was a joke or serious, but even so, Wang Qi became serious, giving Ning Feiya a deep look, his mind racing.
The test that had come out of nowhere, its theme and content so absurd, almost like a joke, yet Wang Qi had a strange intuition that Ning Feiya was completely serious at this moment, and taking it very seriously. Although he didn't know the reason or what would happen if he failed the test, Wang Qi hadn't thought about these things at all. At this moment, the concept of failure didn't exist in his mind; all he had was repeatedly speculating on how to do it.
Seeing her old face brimming with fighting spirit, Ning Feiya smiled so happily for the first time, not with aloofness or allure, but simply with joy and anticipation.
Then, half of her body slumped languidly against Wang Qi. Seeing the increasingly strange look in Tang Rou's eyes, Wang Qi inwardly groaned. Ning Feiya was actually making things more difficult for him. He had just been racking his brains for a reason to fool this innocent beauty, but now it seemed impossible.
He frantically churned his brain, various absurd methods flashing through his mind, from bribery to coercion, but all were questionable in their feasibility and he rejected them himself.
Suddenly, he touched his bag, the camera he always carried with him when he was with Ning Feiya. Wang Qi's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again.
Leaving aside the time required for the entire process of taking photos, writing in blood, igniting, and getting it to take effect, the fact that Ning Feiya was right beside him was enough to make him feel helpless… In truth, Wang Qi was incredibly uneasy about this matter. His complete and unreserved infatuation made him want to confess everything to Ning Feiya. Even though Wang Qi was over fifty, his love was more passionate and blind than that of any young person experiencing their first love. But he was also afraid—afraid that Ning Feiya would find out that his current thoughts were all due to the camera, potentially causing something bad.
His mind raced, constantly churning with chaotic thoughts. Wang Qi's thoughts couldn't leave the camera, because Ning Feiya's sudden test was simply too difficult to solve. Tang Rou, this pure and beautiful girl, was clearly someone who couldn't hide her feelings at all; anything she did was written all over her face without any attempt to conceal it. Whether through coercion or enticement, she would easily give herself away. Asking her to keep it a secret would be a sure thing; she'd surely slip up in front of Long Aotian again. Thinking and thinking… Suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed through Wang Qi's mind.
After some thought, Wang Qi let out a long sigh. Ning Feiya noticed and tilted her head slightly, seemingly curious. Could Wang Qi really have come up with a foolproof plan?
"Feiya, you said the methods are arbitrary, right?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Alright, I remember the supernatural power you awakened, Feiya, isn't it perfect for this situation?"
Ning Feiya was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Wang Qi to say such a thing. Her bright eyes lowered slightly, and although large sunglasses covered her eyelids, it was clear that she was somewhat disappointed. After a moment, she giggled and said, "Qi'er, you're shameless! You actually cheated on the test I gave you! My supernatural power is only used as a last resort. If you obediently admit defeat, I can naturally help you... but from now on, you'll have to train even harder."
Wang Qi clearly sensed the extreme disappointment in Ning Feiya's heart. As if lamenting her lack of resolve, Wang Qi felt a pang of heartache, but he still mustered his courage, looked directly at Ning Feiya, and said, word by word, his expression even somewhat ferocious, "Feiya, you belong to me... Your supernatural powers naturally belong to me, and it's perfectly normal for me to use them. Feiya, you're actually confusing logic... Do you want to deny the vow you once made to be my little slave girl forever?"
Wang Qi's hand, which was being held by Ning Feiya, quietly reached out and placed on Ning Feiya's pert and plump buttocks, pinching them viciously, as if to use this action to show his determination, disregarding the occasion and whether Tang Rou might have noticed his lewd behavior at this moment.
Ning Feiya was stunned, looking at the somewhat unfamiliar Wang Qi… but then, she revealed a stunning smile, as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming, slowly removing her sunglasses and placing them on her chest. Her captivating eyes, like pools of autumn water, now revealed such joy and satisfaction.
“Qi’er, you’re right. I belong to you, and my power naturally belongs to you as well. Using it during the test is perfectly normal. I couldn’t even see that, and it’s you, Qi’er, who enlightened me… I’m really getting more and more out of touch with reality. But… thanks to this test, I’ve seen a side of you that has grown. Hmm, you’ve become more unrestrained.”
“Don’t you like it?”
“No… I really like the domineering Qi’er now. I’m very gratified and very happy. My virginity has truly not been wasted on you. You’ve grown. Let me give you a compliment.”
Ning Feiya, filled with satisfaction, stretched out her jade-like arm and gently embraced Wang Qi’s neck, tenderly kissing his lips with a captivating affection.
This light, appreciative kiss made Wang Qi feel more excited and happy than any deep kiss he had ever experienced before. It was the first time in so long that Ning Feiya had shown him satisfaction and appreciation, instead of mere indulgence or service.
"Ah… Sister Feiya, you're actually kissing Uncle Wang Qi!"
Tang Rou's sudden exclamation interrupted Wang Qi's exquisite recollection, startling him and making him wonder if it would cause any problems. Ning Feiya, however, didn't seem to care. Instead, she smiled sweetly and said to Wang Qi, "Ah, bad news! We've been discovered… Qi'er."
Despite her words, Ning Feiya's beautiful eyes revealed a seductive, excited smile. Instead of loosening her grip to avoid suspicion, she tightly embraced Wang Qi's neck and gave him a deep, passionate kiss—a kiss so tender, so wanton…
Wang Qi felt his teeth being suddenly pried open, and then a slippery, serpentine flesh slid into his mouth, stirring wildly, accompanied by mouthfuls of sweet, delicious juice. Wang Qi was completely intoxicated.
"Ah..."
Tang Rou exclaimed in surprise, looking at the man and woman kissing passionately, oblivious to everyone else. She was somewhat at a loss. In her pure heart, kissing was incredibly sacred, something only loving couples could do. Moreover, in her memory, it was limited to the contact of lips. How could she imagine that such a wanton French kiss existed?
What's more, while Ning Feiya's lips and tongue were intertwined with Wang Qi's, she pulled Wang Qi's hands and placed them on her breasts, letting him caress and knead them. Her body nestled in Wang Qi's arms, and she lightly raised one of her jade-like legs to rub against Wang Qi's leg. This almost erotic scene was too much for Tang Rou to bear. Just looking at it made her sweat with shame. She wanted to close her eyes, but she couldn't bear to look away. It seemed that the scene before her held an unparalleled attraction. Perhaps it was the intimacy she had never seen before, or perhaps it was the bewitching charm of the female protagonist that didn't match her ethereal beauty, which made her mesmerized.
For some reason, looking at Ning Feiya's alluring and seductive appearance, Tang Rou felt as if she had seen this scene somewhere before, vaguely overlapping with a scene deep within her heart, but she couldn't quite recall it.
In short, Tang Rou covered her eyes with her hands, her pure face flushed with shyness, yet she parted her fingers slightly, watching intently and absentmindedly.
After a long while, Wang Qi, already aroused, completely disregarded the presence of a pure young beauty watching him. One hand roamed passionately over Ning Feiya's breasts, while the other skillfully slipped under her skirt, teasing her already overflowing labia, his groin erect.
At this moment, Ning Feiya, panting heavily, suddenly whispered in Wang Qi's ear, "Qi'er, don't be so hasty... You forgot, Rou'er is still watching."
These words startled the lustful Wang Qi, who quickly looked over and saw Tang Rou, her face so shy it could boil an egg. It has been said that a woman's purity and shyness are the best aphrodisiac for a man, and sure enough, Wang Qi felt a painful hardness in his groin.
Ning Feiya, who had just separated from Tang Rou, couldn't help but smile with affection at her shy appearance. Without bothering to straighten her disheveled clothes, she walked towards Tang Rou.
"Hmm..."
Seeing Ning Feiya's face still flushed with lust, yet her expression was calm, as if nothing had happened, Tang Rou's shyness subsided slightly, but wariness surged into her heart. Like a startled little rabbit, she suddenly took two steps back.
"What's wrong, Rou'er? You look so afraid of me."
"Sister Fei Ya...you...what were you doing just now?"
"As you can see, being intimate with Qi'er."
"But...but...kissing is only something you do with someone you like...and Sister Fei Ya, you didn't just kiss him...you also...you even let him touch you there..."
"Oh, so you and Ao Tian have already kissed?"
"This...this..."
Tang Rou was still quite naive, having grown up in the mountains since childhood, her heart was excessively pure. When asked this extremely embarrassing question, she immediately blushed and lowered her head, stammering and unable to speak. The doubts that had just arisen were immediately forgotten.
At this moment, Ning Fei Ya had already walked up to Tang Rou, gently taking Tang Rou's small hand, and said kindly, "Alright, I won't ask you such embarrassing questions anymore. In return, you can't ask me what happened, okay?"
"But...but...this is different."

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