After wiping away the sweat, Ye Feng pocketed the towel that was now imbued with the scent of the young girl's sweat and body fragrance.
At this moment, Yuexia's eyes had lost their focus, as if she were devoid of consciousness.
Her irises glowed with a blood-red light, her body was burning hot, and her rosy lips continuously exhaled warm, orchid-like breaths.
Ye Feng held her, and through the thin hospital gown, it felt as if he were cradling a piece of feverishly warm, mutton-fat jade.
Is a vampire's body this smooth?
He had experimented on NPCs before, but none had felt like this.
Ye Feng waved his hand in front of Yuexia's eyes. "Hey, Miss Yuexia. Patient Yuexia. Can you hear me speak?"
"Mr. Ye Feng, has Miss Yuexia's bloodlust impulse been triggered?" Elysia asked, her voice laced with genuine concern for the young girl's condition.
"It would seem so. But it doesn't ma—hm?"
Yuexia suddenly went berserk, her entire being surging with a manic aura.
With a fierce flip, she pounced on Ye Feng.
The vampire's hands were like a pair of pliers, pinning Ye Feng's wrists with a death grip as she pressed him down on the bed like a beast of prey.
"Awoo~~"
Yuexia opened her mouth, her two sharp fangs reflecting a chilling glint, like the edge of a blade.
Ye Feng lay there with a blank expression, his attention focused on the depths of the vampire's oral cavity. He could see the small, wet opening of her throat, the tender pink flesh around it parting and closing with a profound rhythm.
A bit like Snake, he mused.
Mobius was the same way. If you inserted a finger deep inside, you could feel its soft, enveloping embrace.
"—Mmph!"
While Ye Feng was lost in his reverie, the irrational Yuexia sank her teeth into his neck.
But her sharp fangs could not break his defense.
"?"
Yuexia froze.
It won't go in. No matter what I do, it won't go in...
In her panic, she lunged and bit the other side of Ye Feng's neck.
The vampire appeared extremely agitated as she squirmed on top of Ye Feng.
After numerous failed attempts to pierce his skin, Yuexia kicked her legs in frustration. Her pale, tender toes pressed against the bedsheet, tensing up until the fabric tore with a sharp rip.
Her breathing grew ragged, and saliva was already dribbling from the corners of her mouth, glistening silver strands landing on Ye Feng's face.
"Mr. Ye Feng?" the nurse cried out anxiously.
"What are you worried about, Elysia? Can't you see the little lab rat is having the time of his life?"
"No, I mean Miss Yuexia! Miss Yuexia has lost all reason... Huh? H-huh? Huh?!"
Elysia suddenly froze on the spot, her eyes wide.
Miss Yuexia had arched her back, crouching like a cat preparing to pounce. Her body slowly shifted backward, and she planted her hands between Ye Feng's legs, her bottom raised high in the air.
Wait, where are you trying to suck blood from?!
"Mr. Ye Feng, that was you, wasn't it?"
Ye Feng lay comfortably on the hospital bed, his hands pillowed behind his head. "I gave her a little suggestion, but what I said was also a fact."
"A suggestion?"
"One drop of something for ten drops of blood."
"...When?"
"At the very beginning."
Elysia shot Ye Feng a glare. What kind of common sense was that?!
"Speaking of which, isn't this common knowledge? Hiss~~ Elysia, Yuexia has a lot more stamina than you."
"I really thought you were seriously trying to treat Miss Yuexia... Was I truly that naive?"
"I am genuinely trying to treat Yuexia. But right now, I don't possess the same kind of power you two have. I can't possibly resist a vampire with such monstrous strength."
"Then where are your hands?" Elysia asked, staring at Ye Feng.
Yuexia had let go of his wrists long ago.
At this very moment, Ye Feng's large hand was pressing down on the back of Yuexia's head. With each gurgling sound she made, puffs of air were forced from her nostrils.
"This is also part of the treatment. Besides, it's not me doing something to Yuexia right now; she is the one attacking me. Frail me is completely unable to resist. Dame dame~ Yamete~ Miss Yuexia, you mustn't do this~"
"..."
Elysia had no words.
The hospital room fell silent, filled only with the sound of Yuexia's labored breathing.
Standing by the bed in her white-stockinged nurse uniform, Elysia's body began to sway slightly in time with the rhythm.
Mobius slithered up from behind her.
"Well now, our pure and flawless Miss Elf. Could it be that you're starting to feel it?"
"No," Elysia answered calmly, devoid of the flustered shyness of a maiden caught off guard.
Mobius flicked out her soft pink tongue, licking Elysia's smooth cheek like a nimble snake. "That's the taste of a lie. Then why is your face so hot?"
"This is this body's reaction, not my own."
"But the lab rat already removed all the 'effects' from you. What you're feeling now is your own, true reaction."
In reality, the 'sensitivity' effect was gone.
But Ye Feng had never once said he had "cleared all the effects left on Elysia"; he had never even implied such a thing.
It was all merely Elysia's own assumption, and Mobius's deduction.
Mobius rose onto her tiptoes, wrapping her jade-like arms around Elysia's neck. She looked up at her, her serpentine eyes filled with glee. "Elysia, after only 'one week,' you've already become just like that horny nun."
Elysia's face was a mask of indifference, as silent as an autumn lake.
Mobius's pale, crystalline feet, lifted from the floor within her dress, were visible. Her smile deepened. "Why don't you speak? Did I strike a nerve? It's fine, it's fine. The meaning of life is evolution. Pleasure and joy have never been the enemies of [Infinity]. Come, take my hand, and let us advance toward the ultimate meaning."
Elysia tilted her head, a brilliant smile gracing her lips. "Hmm. Mobius, while I am delighted by your sudden friendliness, you don't actually think I will allow myself to be corrupted by you just because you say that, do you?"
"Tch." Mobius clicked her tongue and pulled away from Elysia's soft body.
She pointed above the elf's head. "Is that so? Is that so? Elysia, you speak such high-minded words, yet your progress bar is continuously rising."
Elysia looked up. The familiar pink progress bar entered her vision.
Its energy value was already past the halfway mark.
"This proves nothing. Even if it reaches the heart-shaped lock, I will still know clearly what my heart desires." Elysia's will was ironclad; she was completely unmoved.
The body's reactions can be tied to one's will.
But to attribute every expression of the body as a direct reflection of the will is, without a doubt, a fallacious argument.
"Aigh~~ Is that so? Spoken like the true Elysia."
Mobius sat back down on the edge of the bed, her two beautiful legs crossed elegantly. She raised a hand and wiped the corner of Yuexia's mouth, a glistening silver thread forming between her fingers.
Mobius pinched her thumb and forefinger together again, smiling at Elysia. "Well, an Elysia like this is far more interesting to play with, isn't she?"
"My apologies," Elysia said, standing tall and graceful. "But even for you, Mobius, I have no intention of becoming your toy."