“Take it easy, don’t break our Little Butterfly!”

The Snake Woman watched with interest at Fairy Mengdie's struggling appearance on the ground; however arrogant she had been when clamoring in the rock crevices earlier, that was how disheveled she was now.

The Snake Woman leisurely lowered her body, not minding the saliva left behind by those little black snakes on Fairy Mengdie's body.

Her right leg straddled Fairy Mengdie's waist, her knee landing on the ground beside Fairy Mengdie's waist. Her left leg followed closely, pressing down from the other side, the inner thigh clamping onto Fairy Mengdie's hip bone.

Her two long and powerful legs firmly locked Fairy Mengdie's waist in the middle.

Fairy Mengdie could no longer move.

Afterwards, the Snake Woman placed both hands on either side of Fairy Mengdie's shoulders, pressing her palms against the ground with her ten fingers slightly spread.

She pressed her body's center of gravity very low, so low that the layer of black leather armor on her chest almost brushed against Fairy Mengdie's back.

Viewed from the side, the Snake Woman's entire body line was stretched into an aggressively curved arc.

Her waist slumped downward, her buttocks lifted slightly, and the curve of her spine slid all the way from her shoulder blades to her tailbone, resembling a fully drawn bow.

Her long black hair hung down from her shoulders, the tips brushing against Fairy Mengdie's exposed back neck.

The Snake Woman cupped Fairy Mengdie's chin with five fingers and gently lifted it upward.

Fairy Mengdie's face was forced to lift, her neck tilting backward, her line of sight forcibly drawn to the Snake Woman's face, where the Snake Woman's slit pupils were right before her eyes.

Fairy Mengdie's disheveled face was reflected within those golden slit pupils, as if appraising a fine piece of porcelain.

The corners of the Snake Woman's mouth curved up, her forked tongue protruding from between her lips, and she said coldly:

"Little Butterfly, where do you still want to run now? Hmm?"

Fairy Mengdie pursed her lips, her chin encircled by the Snake Woman, the muscles on both sides of her cheeks slightly bulging.

The Snake Woman was not in a rush either. She loosened her hand around Fairy Mengdie's chin, instead bringing her index and middle fingers together to slowly trace across Fairy Mengdie's cheek.

Her fingertips grazed against that layer of crystal clarity, leaving a wet trail. The Snake Woman looked at that transparent layer on her fingertips.

Then, she moved her fingers in front of Fairy Mengdie's lips.

Her fingertips gently rested on Fairy Mengdie's lower lip, smearing back and forth along the lip line as if applying lipstick.

Following that, she slowly and tentatively pushed them toward her mouth.

Fairy Mengdie's eyes widened abruptly, and she fiercely turned her head to the side.

The Snake Woman's fingers missed, her fingertips sliding away from the lips.

Fairy Mengdie's face flushed red, indistinguishable whether it was due to anger or something else.

Turning her face to the side, she said angrily:

"You only know how to use such despicable methods! How disgusting! And you aren't even grossed out!"

The Snake Woman's fingers paused in mid-air.

She looked down at Fairy Mengdie's angry yet fearful face, a trace of amusement flashing through her slit pupils.

The little black snakes on the surrounding ground heard Fairy Mengdie's scolding.

Hundreds of little snakes raised their little heads, their tongues flicking crazily, their hissing sounds blending into one.

Their master had been scolded.

Several bold little black snakes had already begun crawling toward Fairy Mengdie's arms, their snake heads raised, mouths opened wide, revealing two tiny teeth inside.

But the Snake Woman did not give the order.

The little black snakes stopped halfway there, their heads swaying left and right, looking eager to try yet not daring to cross the line.

The Snake Woman withdrew her gaze from the little snakes and let it fall on Fairy Mengdie's face.

"Despicable? As long as I can win, any method is fine."

Fairy Mengdie gritted her teeth fiercely, glaring back and forth with the Snake Woman.

Her eyes were filled with unwillingness and dissatisfaction, yet her body was pinned to the ground, slimy all over, unable to exert any strength at all.

The Snake Woman didn't waste any more words.

Her hand moved away from Fairy Mengdie's chin and landed on Fairy Mengdie's collar.

That white long dress was already tattered and torn, the fabric at the collar hanging loosely, with half of her shoulder exposed outside.

The Snake Woman hooked her fingers into the tattered collar and gave a forceful yank, turning the collar into strips of cloth with a "rip" sound.

She unfastened those damaged clothing ties one by one, her fingers brushing across Fairy Mengdie's shoulder, pushing the remaining fabric down from her shoulders.

Fairy Mengdie struggled, propping herself up with her arms on the ground to try to turn over, but the Snake Woman's thighs clamped too tightly, her waist locked firmly so she couldn't flip over.

Her hands wanted to grab the Snake Woman's wrists to stop her actions, but her hands were too slippery and couldn't get a grip.

The Snake Woman peeled those tattered white fabrics layer by layer off Fairy Mengdie's body.

The translucent, skin-revealing fabric made wet flapping sounds when pulled.

As the last piece of fabric was pulled away, Fairy Mengdie lay beneath the Snake Woman, completely naked.

Crystal-clear mucus covered every inch of skin across her entire body, her body emitting a soft watery sheen.

The lines of her collarbone were clear and delicate, and the contour of her chest was full and firm.

The Snake Woman had seen it once from the perspective of the little black snakes, and she already thought this woman's skin was excessively good.

Now seeing it with her own eyes, it was even more excessive.

The Snake Woman's slit pupils lingered on Fairy Mengdie's body for a few seconds, feeling somewhat conflicted.

Not knowing which part to start with, she thought about it for a moment, and before long, immediately took action.

She reached both hands through Fairy Mengdie's armpits, wrapped them around to the front, and crossed them to encircle her neck.

The strength of her arms was jammed right between "control" and "suffocation," allowing Fairy Mengdie to breathe, but unable to move.

The Snake Woman's chin rested against Fairy Mengdie's shoulder.

She tilted her head slightly.

Her lips approached Fairy Mengdie's right ear.

Her forked tongue stretched out from between her lips, its split tip gently touching Fairy Mengdie's earlobe.

Fairy Mengdie's shoulders shrank abruptly.

The Snake Woman didn't give her a chance to dodge; she opened her mouth, and her thin lips enveloped Fairy Mengdie's earlobe.

Her teeth gently bit down, her lips gathering together, slowly grinding back and forth.

Her tongue swept back and forth across the surface of the earlobe, the split tip probing into the edge of the auricle from time to time.

That itchy and numb feeling surged straight from the ears to the scalp.

Fairy Mengdie's neck was forced to tilt upward, the back of her head almost resting against the Snake Woman's shoulder.

Her breathing became rapid and shallow.

"Ha…"

A very faint gasp leaked out from between her lips.

Fairy Mengdie desperately bit her lower lip, trying to block all the remaining sounds back in.

But there were trace amounts of neurotoxin remaining on the Snake Woman's tongue, and those toxins seeped in through the skin of the earlobe.

The ear became sensitive to the extreme.

Every time the Snake Woman's lips rubbed, that numbness spread from the root of the ear across half her face, then trickled down her neck to her shoulders.

Feeling the out-of-control subtle trembling of the body beneath her, the Snake Woman moved her lips away from the earlobe.

Her breath blew into Fairy Mengdie's ear, her voice low and lazy.

"Little Butterfly, is Big Sister's kiss comfortable? Don't hold on anymore, obediently give up, and just slowly sink into it."

Fairy Mengdie's body was trembling.

From her shoulders to her fingertips, every muscle was uncontrollably spasming.

Yet she bit her lip, refusing to let go to the death.

"Wu…"

A muffled low groan in the throat was squeezed out from between her teeth.

Tooth marks had been bitten into her lips by herself, her lower lip gleaming with an abnormal crimson red.

"No… I won't lose, don't even think about winning."

After saying these words, her gaze drifted to the side.

Fairy Linglong was standing just a few paces away.

Fairy Mengdie's gaze landed on Fairy Linglong's face.

It was only for an instant.

Fairy Linglong noticed it; that meaning couldn't be more obvious—she couldn't hold on anymore and needed help.

Fairy Linglong gently nodded and walked over to stop beside the Snake Woman.

The Snake Woman's lips were currently pressed against Fairy Mengdie's back neck, wandering around.

Fairy Linglong squatted down, looking eye-to-eye with the Snake Woman.

She extended a finger and poked the Snake Woman's shoulder.

The Snake Woman stopped her movements, her slit pupils shifting over to look at Fairy Linglong. Fairy Linglong tilted her head and said with a smile:

"Take it easy, don't break our Little Butterfly; if you break her, you'll be judged as losing, oh."