novelraw Chapter 177: I Really Want a Man!
Chapter 177: I Really Want a Man!
The soft body lunged forward, startling Yang Cheng, who immediately looked toward Chu Xiaoyu cradled in his arms, unable to stop himself from swallowing hard.
That stunningly beautiful face carried a faint blush, with eyes dazed and brimming with allure—she was the embodiment of a sorceress.
Any man, as long as he was normal, would likely find it impossible to resist this version of Chu Xiaoyu.
"Aunty, don’t do this!"
But Yang Cheng reacted almost at once, quickly pushing Chu Xiaoyu aside as his expression turned serious. "We can’t do this."
"I want... I really want it!"
However, Chu Xiaoyu’s reason had long been overtaken by the yearning burning within her heart. Especially in that instant when she collapsed against Yang Cheng’s chest, the distinctive scent of him—a tantalizing mixture akin to a sedative—caused the blaze of desire within her to burn even fiercer!
Men...
She wanted a man so badly!
The next moment, she couldn’t hold herself back, lunging toward Yang Cheng again.
"Aunty, calm down."
Yang Cheng swiftly stood up, causing Chu Xiaoyu to miss her mark. His face was stern. "You should rest for now, I’ll be leaving for a bit."
With that, he rushed out of the room and firmly closed the door.
"Huff, huff, huff!"
Leaning against the wall, Yang Cheng kept taking deep breaths as he glanced downward at his own body. His face revealed a bitter smile and an air of helplessness. If it were any other woman, there’d be no hesitation; he’d gladly pounce on her, indulge deeply, and absorb every last strand of her Primordial Yin Qi.
But Aunty Chu was his father’s woman!
He couldn’t do that.
He had to endure...
At the same time, he silently prayed that Fang Ling would return soon with the medicinal ingredients—that way they’d be able to suppress the surging Primordial Yin Qi raging within Aunty Chu’s body.
"Mmm... mmm... mmm...!"
Just then, faint but sultry moaning sounds from Chu Xiaoyu began echoing through the room. Those silky tones seeped through the walls and expanded infinitely inside Yang Cheng’s ears.
The seductive voice carried an almost magical allure, causing Yang Cheng’s primal fire to ignite with even greater fervor. It felt as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling all over his skin, making his inner self restless and unruly. He knew it—Aunty Chu must be ’self-soothing’ again.
Moreover, dense waves of Primordial Yin Qi had begun to permeate through the walls into the surrounding air.
"Such rich Primordial Yin Qi!"
Yang Cheng’s heart leapt with joy, and he immediately activated the Dragon and Phoenix Dance Scripture to absorb the floating Primordial Yin Qi from the air.
So he stood there outside the door, listening to Chu Xiaoyu’s moans while simultaneously drawing in the Yin Qi dispersed in the atmosphere.
However, after about twenty minutes had passed, Yang Cheng noticed that Chu Xiaoyu’s moans had gradually shifted toward sounding pained. This filled him with worry. He hesitated momentarily before pushing the door open softly, and the scene he saw before him immediately made him frown deeply.
At this moment, Chu Xiaoyu was clutching her abdomen with both hands, rolling over and over atop the bed, her delicate face twisted in agony as though she was enduring immense torment.
"Aunty, what’s wrong?"
Seeing this, Yang Cheng knew he couldn’t remain idle any longer. He rushed into the room without hesitation and came to Chu Xiaoyu’s side.
"It... it hurts so much!"
Chu Xiaoyu’s voice came out indistinctly as she saw someone approaching.
"Aunty, don’t be afraid. I’m here, you’ll be fine."
The next moment, Yang Cheng didn’t give himself time to think. He sat on the edge of the bed and reached out, grabbing hold of Chu Xiaoyu’s wrist.
He channeled a stream of True Qi into her body.
Immediately, he was stunned—how could this be?
At the moment, all the Primordial Yin Qi within Chu Xiaoyu’s body seemed to have entirely congregated in her lower abdomen, no longer as gentle as before. Instead, it was aggressively raging and attacking her abdomen as though seeking to burst out violently.
"Why has it suddenly grown so manic?"
Yang Cheng’s heart was gripped by turbulent waves. Could it be that the prolonged lack of release had pushed Chu Xiaoyu’s body beyond its limit, rendering it incapable of holding any more Primordial Yin Qi?
Ah...!
It’s certainly like this; otherwise, it wouldn’t have turned out this way.
In the next moment, Yang Cheng lowered his head and his gaze fell upon Chu Xiaoyu’s enchanting thighs. Unable to resist, he swallowed hard, but what shocked him even more was the unmistakable surge of Primordial Yin Qi emanating from between her legs.
"This is bad, why is it bursting out here!"
Yang Cheng didn’t bother with embarrassment. He immediately moved to the bedside, crouching to scrutinize the captivating pink scenery.
The Primordial Yin Qi continuously flowed out in waves.
The overwhelming quantity of the Qi was causing harm to Chu Xiaoyu’s body as it escaped. To make matters worse, her frequent ’hand solace’ sessions had already left her extremely vulnerable down there; if this continued unchecked, the consequences could be catastrophic.
Could it really come to this—physical intimacy?
In an instant, Yang Cheng closed his eyes and began consulting the Tome of the Ghost Doctor.
According to the records in the tome, encountering such situations allowed for a certain method: absorbing the Primordial Yin Qi orally could suppress its explosive overflow temporarily.
Upon learning of the method, Yang Cheng’s eyes lit up, a spark of excitement overtaking him.
Though using one’s mouth to absorb might be quite impolite!
But in such dire circumstances, he couldn’t afford to dwell on proprieties. He couldn’t just stand by and watch Chu Xiaoyu suffer and die.
"Aunty Chu, forgive me for this!"
Yang Cheng drew a deep breath and shed all hesitation before lunging toward Chu Xiaoyu, his hands parting those bewitching legs.
Gazing upon the unparalleled beauty of that pink bloom, he swallowed again, his breath quickening unbearably. Then, his head leaned in without pause.
As his lips pressed against her, an electrifying softness spread through him, accompanied by a faint, lingering ’seafood aroma’ permeating his nostrils violently.
The unique scent wasn’t unpleasant!
Instead, it ignited his desire into a roaring blaze. Without further delay, he began sucking zealously, his movements drawing out greedy slurps.
"Ah!!!"
Chu Xiaoyu’s previously tense body trembled violently at the jolting shock of pleasure coursing from below, her mouth unintentionally releasing a high-pitched moan.
Ecstasy!
So... so blissful!
In all her years, she had never experienced such an overwhelming sensation of pleasure.
With that suction force acting upon her, her body relaxed immeasurably; the painful torment she endured vanished at an astonishing pace.
Like a puddle of melted ecstasy, she lay sprawled across the bed, her glazed eyes half-closed, fully immersed in an unrelenting tide of rapture.
It felt like being lifted to Heaven itself!
Both her legs clamped around Yang Cheng’s head tightly as she gasped breathily, "Faster... please, faster!"
Responding to her words, Yang Cheng abandoned all restraint and picked up his pace, drinking deeply from the fountain of boundless Primordial Yin Qi flowing into his body as though there were no limits.
Suddenly, Yang Cheng felt as though he had attained ’Primordial Yin Qi freedom.’
Such an extraordinary opportunity mustn’t go to waste. Driven by this realization, Yang Cheng intensified his efforts even further...
"Ahh... ahhh... ahhh..."
The room echoed with the increasingly alluring and blissful cries of Chu Xiaoyu. At the peak of her passion, she sat upright suddenly, her hands locking tightly around Yang Cheng’s head. Her hips bucked forward rhythmically, grinding herself against him in a feverish frenzy, the scene steeped in scorching allure!
My God!
Yang Cheng hadn’t expected Chu Xiaoyu to lose herself to such an extent—was she on a path to utterly draining him dry?
Yet he understood entirely; after years of torment by the Seductive Body curse, this was her only reprieve, and she was seizing happiness while she could.
As more and more of the Primordial Yin Qi drained into Yang Cheng, Chu Xiaoyu’s flushed pink complexion gradually receded into its original creamy whiteness; her foggy gaze clearing back to normal.
"Ah!!"
A quaking wave of pleasure surged through her, pushing Chu Xiaoyu to the peak. Her body convulsed as though struck by an electric jolt.
In that instant, her senses began returning. When she looked down and saw Yang Cheng buried between her legs, shock and disbelief painted her face unmistakably...