At best, it could only be considered normal, minor scuffling, after all, these two Senior Sisters had yet to truly drop their guard.

Yet what she was curious about was, what new tricks could these two Senior Sisters possibly come up with next? They couldn't just keep pushing and shoving each other on the ice surface forever.

Perhaps… Lin Yue imagined, like pointing out each other's weaknesses, or using even trickier techniques to give each other a bit of shocking comfort, which also fit the state of these two being driven to desperation by desire.

Thinking of this, a matter suddenly flashed through Lin Yue's mind. With a thought from her, that light curtain visible only to herself appeared in mid-air once again.

[ Target One (Angel Yan Qingjue) Current Satisfaction: 24% ]

[ Target Two (Demon Yan Qingjue) Current Satisfaction: 25% ]

As expected, it still hadn't changed?

Lin Yue stared at these two lines of data, almost failing to hold back a sigh. It really hadn't budged at all.

The two of them had just gone through such a huge ordeal, dragging each other across the ice surface, forcing an appreciation, and in the end even pressing close together, yet the value of this satisfaction didn't even jump up a single decimal point, staying as flat as a straight line.

This was truly giving one a headache.

As long as the Ice Heart Formula was blessing their bodies, no matter what all-out efforts they pulled, it was completely impossible to shake the other party into producing substantive desire.

Dragging it out at this kind of progress, just when would they be able to see them both reach the peak simultaneously?

Lin Yue pondered the direction of the match. As a qualified fisherman, she must absolutely not just wait idly like this; she had to think of a countermeasure to make the two Senior Sisters suddenly deactivate the Ice Heart Formula while in an excited state.

But how on earth should she do it? Openly urge them to turn off the Cultivation Technique? No, what if she gets seen through?

Directly scream and pretend to be frostbitten by the ice surface? That wouldn't work either. Making a sudden fuss here for no good reason would only make them think she was messing around.

The only method left was to wait…

Just as Lin Yue was plotting inwardly, there was finally some movement on the ice surface in the distance.

The two Senior Sisters, who had originally stayed in place motionlessly gazing at each other, began to slowly draw closer.

Yet they did not choose to stand up and walk upright. The pink ice surface was too slippery, and coupled with the cold sweat generated all over their skin by the Ice Heart Formula, walking while standing could not provide enough support.

Thus, they unanimously changed their postures.

Choosing to use all four limbs to crawl toward each other bit by bit on the ice surface, and their movements were very slow, appearing extremely cautious.

To maintain absolute balance, their upper bodies were pressed very low, palms moving forward, knees alternating, and the graceful curves of their backs were on full display.

Along with this crawling motion, their delicate waists began to sway left and right, and the two soft curves behind also gently twisted with the movement, highlighting an alluring texture to their cold-white skin.

Lin Yue stared unblinkingly ahead.

This picture, this posture, was simply like two cats carefully walking on a tightrope.

The distance between the two of them was slowly shortening.

Five meters, three meters, one meter.

Finally, they stopped.

At this time, the distance between them was less than half a meter, almost head-to-head.

After stopping, they did not immediately pounce on each other, but simultaneously spread their two legs slightly outward, bracing the ice surface with their calves.

Taking advantage of this support point, they pushed hard with both hands, slowly raising their upper bodies to face each other.

The distance was too close; they could even sense bursts of chill radiating from each other's bodies.

Demon Yan Qingjue made the first Move.

She straightened her waist, her fingertips probing toward the lower part of Angel Yan Qingjue.

Angel Yan Qingjue did not dodge, kneeling rigidly right where she was, letting the other party approach.

The strap was very thin, tightly pressing against the white edge.

Demon Yan Qingjue's index finger hooked this strap.

Her finger flicked outward, slowly pulling the elastic white thin strap away from the skin and moving it aside.

Demon Yan Qingjue's gaze lingered there for a moment, and then she looked at Angel Yan Qingjue and said.

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"Since ordinary Moves cannot break through the defense, let's go with something more direct and see whose manual skill is more meticulous."

Angel Yan Qingjue lowered her head to glance at her completely exposed lower parts, without any expression of embarrassment or annoyance on her face.

She raised her hand, her movement identical to Demon Yan Qingjue's just now, slowly pushing it aside, and the same scenery was revealed.

Angel Yan Qingjue withdrew her hand, her gaze re-focusing on Demon Yan Qingjue's eyes.

"I naturally understand, we're just comparing techniques to see who can make the other lose their composure first under the blessing of the Ice Heart Formula."

Demon Yan Qingjue: "Alright, then let's begin."

As soon as those words fell, neither of them spoke another half a word.

They no longer dragged their feet, simultaneously raising their dominant hands, which was their right hand.

The two hands crossed paths in mid-air, simultaneously pressing against each other.

Immediately following that, their upper bodies began to lean forward, two voluptuous, soft mounds directly colliding with each other.

As the distance closed, the soft mounds were squeezed, and the lower space was occupied by the hand movements, just leaving room for the upper bodies to press closely together.

Their necks crossed each other, their faces rested against each other's, skin pressed against skin.

Their slightly warm breaths lost any obstruction, striking against each other's earlobes, rapid breathing hitting time and again, rhythmically hooking at the most sensitive skin on the other's earlobes.