There is a saying, one meeting is strange, two meetings are familiar.
This time, Alice did not react as much as the last time. She even took the initiative to expose Yang Feilong's neck and kissed him. This time, Yang Feilong did not touch her directly.
Because he was afraid of scaring Alice again.
The previous attempt made Yang Feilong realize something: although Alice could sometimes say suggestive things and seemed ready to "drive" at any time, she was clearly a type of person who aimed high but had low ability.
She needed this old driver to teach her step by step, and only then could she become an expert.
Of course, as long as Yang Feilong did not directly climb mountains and cross ridges, Alice would not have any strong reactions. Even when Yang Feilong rubbed her perky buttocks a few times, she was only slightly nervous, but did not react as strongly as before.
As time went by, when Yang Feilong tentatively explored higher ground, although Alice still resisted slightly, her resistance was not as strong as before. She only used her hands to block Yang Feilong's advances, but her resistance was not fierce.
This also showed that her heart had opened up a bit, but anything more extreme was not possible now.
There is a saying, "boiling a frog in warm water."
As long as Yang Feilong sticks to his strategy and advances step by step, the enemy will eventually fall.
After a long time, they separated their lips. At this moment, Alice's face was like a red cloud, as delicate as the bright sun, and her eyes were a little hazy, completely weak, and she slumped against Yang Feilong.
"What is our relationship now?" Alice asked, her voice trembling. When she spoke, she dared not look directly into Yang Feilong's eyes, filled with unease.
She seemed somewhat frightened, afraid Yang Feilong would say something like he was just playing around, in which case, would she still want to live?
"What do you think, baby?" Yang Feilong breathed into her ear and said softly.
"..." Alice, being blown on by such a mushy and cloying remark, could no longer stand.
"You bad guy," Alice said shyly, pushing against Yang Feilong's chest.
Yang Feilong picked up Alice, which startled her, thinking he wanted her. Although her heart was now completely tied to Yang Feilong, she did not want to give herself to him so quickly.
She did not want Yang Feilong to think she was a loose person.
She bit her lip and looked at Yang Feilong.
"I just feel like you're tired of standing, so I'll carry you to the bedside to lie down for a while. I won't do anything else," Yang Feilong said. "You know, I was quite exhausted after saving your uncle, both physically and mentally."
Alice blinked her beautiful big eyes and nodded with a soft hum.
Alright, she still didn't understand the scoundrel's tactics, mistakenly thinking the man was really tired.
There's a saying, "I'm just going to rub, not go in."
This was no different from that.
Yang Feilong carried Alice to the bed in the inner room and lay down with her fully clothed. At first, Yang Feilong only kissed Alice, and she naturally did not refuse. A woman who had tasted love for the first time, whether human or demon, would be very infatuated.
Alice was no exception.
Moreover, she especially liked it because it felt very happy, especially since she didn't know when she had developed such a strong liking for Yang Feilong. When liking accumulated, it would turn into fondness, and fondness, in turn, would turn into love!
This was a gradual process of deepening. In fact, Alice only had fondness for Yang Feilong, but because the atmosphere had reached that point, and Yang Feilong had allowed Alice to taste the joy of kissing, this process of liking accelerated. It transformed from fondness to love. Although it wasn't deep love, with more instances of love, shallow love could become deep love!
Alice felt Yang Feilong was a magician. Why did people say that?
Because she didn't know how, in just half an hour, the clothes on her body had been reduced one by one. And he acted like a child.
In his words, he just wanted to experience being a child again.
This made Alice so ashamed. She didn't know why, but she inexplicably agreed. As time went by, Yang Feilong said he was thirsty. She originally wanted to get up and pour him water, but this scoundrel actually wanted that kind of water.
She didn't know why she agreed. Thinking about it made her feel so ashamed.
Then, she truly "released water," letting Yang Feilong bathe in the holy dew, and then she cried.
She scolded him, "How could you do this? I'm so embarrassed, I actually released water."
Yang Feilong hugged her and called her "baby," then comforted her, saying it was normal.
However, when he wanted to just "rub," she became scared and turned into a bird.
Oh, to be precise, she turned back into a Qingluan.
Yang Feilong was almost scared to death!
Damn it, anyone would be traumatized by this.
Yang Feilong: "..."
Seeing that Yang Feilong seemed to be frightened, Alice immediately turned back into human form and apologized to Yang Feilong with a red face: "I'm sorry, I, I didn't do it on purpose. It was just because I was scared, and I suddenly and subconsciously turned back into my true form."
At this moment, Yang Feilong suddenly remembered something: Alice's true form was a bird!
The Qingluan was also a bird!
A beautiful bird!
But no matter how beautiful, how charming its feathers were, and how pleasing to the eye, it was still a bird!
I almost "did that" with a bird.
Yang Feilong fell into contemplation, questioning his life. What had happened to him? He wasn't interested in demon girls, so how had it come to this?
If it hadn't been for Alice's sudden transformation out of fear, he might have actually cultivated with a bird.
Seeing Yang Feilong's questioning look, Alice became a little scared. She hugged Yang Feilong and said, "Feilong, I, I was just nervous the first time. I'm not nervous anymore. How about you try again?"
"Well, things happened too fast. This is fine," Yang Feilong said with a forced smile, trying to comfort her.
He didn't know if he was comforting Alice or himself.
He was afraid that in a short time, he wouldn't be able to do that with Alice again!
Because he had indeed developed some psychological shadow.
Alice felt very guilty. Apart from feeling that things had happened too quickly, she didn't mind giving herself to Yang Feilong. But seeing Yang Feilong like this, she didn't know why, but her heart felt a little uncomfortable.
"You, are you disgusted with me?" Alice's eyes reddened, looking at Yang Feilong as if tears were about to fall.
"No," Yang Feilong saw that Alice was very sad. After a period of adaptation, his expression was at least natural now, and he shook his head with a light smile.
Yang Feilong was indeed scared. Anyone who was in the middle of an intimate moment with a beautiful woman, with the "gun loaded" and ready to fire, and then encountered such a situation, could they really recover so quickly!
Of course, some people with abnormal orientations might adapt quickly, and even enjoy it, but Yang Feilong, he knew he couldn't accept it.