Meanwhile, Lin Qinqin looked utterly embarrassed and mortified. Her face changed colors like a chameleon, turning paper-white one moment and flushing fire-red the next.
Clearly, the humiliating incident had left her deeply embarrassed and furious.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Lin Qinqin spun around, glared at Ying Ming Hao with wide eyes, and bellowed at the top of her lungs, "You're the one who crapped your pants!
These are genuine fairy rainbow farts, thank you very much!
Hmph! You tasteless bumpkin, you don't know how to appreciate anything!"
Before her words had faded, Lin Qinqin stuck out her backside and gave it a forceful twist toward Ying Ming Hao. Several more crisp, resounding farts followed.
The pungent smell spread like a smoke bomb, surrounding Ying Ming Hao and stinging him so badly he could barely open his eyes.
"Urgh, urgh, urgh... you... urgh, urgh, urgh... I'm going to take a good look and see whether you really did crap your pants... that's disgusting... urgh, urgh, urgh..."
Fighting back his nausea and muttering nonstop, Ying Ming Hao darted forward and wrapped his arms tightly around Lin Qinqin from behind.
In an instant, an extraordinary sensation unlike anything he had ever felt washed over him: skin as soft as water, smooth and delicate, and a pair of full, high breasts that his grip squeezed badly out of shape.
The wonderful sensation left Ying Ming Hao somewhat intoxicated, but it also made him lose his senses. He forgot what he had meant to do and only wanted to pull Lin Qinqin into an even tighter embrace.
"Aaaah... let go, you Rake! He's molesting me! Someone, help!"
Lin Qinqin's screams rang throughout the cave. She struggled with every ounce of strength she had, yet she seemed bound by an invisible force,