At this moment, Lu Yiman was lying on top of Ye Fengyun without any clothes on, and she still wanted to give herself to him. Which man could withstand that? Wang Jiaojiao, standing by, was extremely ashamed and her face turned beet red, immediately closing her eyes. However, Ye Fengyun's expression remained serious, and he didn't savor the delicate touch of Lu Yiman. Instead, one hand quickly reached out and grabbed Lu Yiman's wrist. After a moment, Ye Fengyun's face changed dramatically, and he uttered, 'What a powerful drug!' Lu Yiman was tearing at Ye Fengyun's clothes, and she was also passionately kissing his face, moaning, 'Give it to me, give it to me...' Ye Fengyun's expression remained serious, and he said to Wang Jiaojiao, 'Wang Jiaojiao, press down on your cousin's body and cover her with a blanket!'

"This hooligan..." Wang Jiajiao spat in her heart, thinking, if you want to do that with my cousin, then just do it yourself. Why ask me for help? Are you trying to make me an accomplice? But Wang Jiajiao couldn't just watch her cousin suffer and die, so she quickly grabbed Lu Yiman's body. However, Lu Yiman, due to her intense "desire," broke free from Wang Jiajiao's grip and even pushed Wang Jiajiao aside. She pushed Wang Jiajiao down and continued to pounce on Ye Fengyun. Ye Fengyun had no choice but to quickly reach out and pinch a point on Lu Yiman's neck. Then, with a soft moan, Lu Yiman fell onto the bed, her beautiful body still convulsing. Ye Fengyun had pressed a pressure point on Lu Yiman to calm her down temporarily. However, Lu Yiman was still conscious, her gaze fixed on Ye Fengyun like a predator, filled with longing. "Jiajiao, hold down your cousin and cover her... sensitive areas with a blanket," Ye Fengyun ordered urgently. "Ah? Oh!" Wang Jiajiao immediately responded and hurriedly covered her cousin's exposed body with a blanket to prevent her from being indecently exposed. "Jiajiao, hold your cousin down, I'll go get the needles," Ye Fengyun said and quickly left the bedroom. Although Lu Yiman had been pinned down by Ye Fengyun, she was still moaning, "I want..." "Cousin, I'm sorry! To save you, I can only agree to this guy Ye Fengyun's request."

Wang Jiajiao looked at her cousin with guilt and said weakly. Soon, Ye Fengyun hurried back, holding a needle bag in his hand. Then, he took out a silver needle and pierced it into the position one inch above Lu Yiman's profound career line. Seeing Ye Fengyun piercing the needle, Wang Jiajiao was startled and said, 'Ye Fengyun, what are you doing? Didn't you say that only by... being intimate with my cousin could you save her? Why are you piercing her with a needle?' Ye Fengyun glanced at Wang Jiajiao and said, 'What? Do you really want me to devour your cousin?' 'I... I didn't! But, to save my cousin, it's the only way,' Wang Jiajiao said with a flushed face. 'Hehe.' Ye Fengyun sneered and said, 'I do like your cousin, but I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of others in distress! I want to conquer your cousin with my strength, to make her fall head over heels for me, to offer herself to me willingly, not through such despicable means.' As he spoke, Ye Fengyun pierced the silver needle into the position one inch above Lu Yiman's. Hearing Ye Fengyun's words, Wang Jiajiao was actually a bit shocked. She didn't expect that this Ye Fengyun was actually quite noble. She thought Ye Fengyun would really take the opportunity to be intimate with her cousin! 'But can you save my cousin this way?' Wang Jiajiao asked doubtfully. 'Of course!' Ye Fengyun didn't say much, pinched the silver needle, and gently rotated it.