Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 387: Let Me Live or Die on My Own

The two headed straight to the parking lot. Originally, Yang Cheng wanted to have a meal with her, but his pants were soaked, making it inconvenient to go to crowded places.

After getting in the car, Yang Cheng pointed at his soaked pants and helplessly said, "If someone sees this, they’ll definitely misunderstand and think I wet my pants."

Kong Lingwen’s face reddened with embarrassment and irritation, "I didn’t do it on purpose. You’re the one who kept teasing me."

"I wonder who kept urging me to hurry up just now."

Yang Cheng joked, which earned him a pinch on the arm from an angrily furious Kong Lingwen.

"Say something like that again, and I’ll be mad."

Seeing that she was about to get genuinely angry, Yang Cheng smiled and said, "Alright, I won’t tease you, but since I helped you out so much just now, shouldn’t you also help me with something?"

"What do you need help with?"

Kong Lingwen looked at him, puzzled.

Yang Cheng pointed to his still bulging pants and said, somewhat helplessly, "I’ve been holding back for a long time. If I don’t release it soon, it’ll become a problem."

"What do you mean? You want me to help you with my hand?"

Kong Lingwen’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"If you don’t want to use your hand, you can use your mouth."

Yang Cheng chuckled sheepishly.

"Shameless!"

Kong Lingwen, full of anger, raised her hand to hit him, but he quickly grabbed her wrist.

"How can you be so heartless? I’ve been helping you wholeheartedly, and when it’s your turn to help me, you start cursing!"

Yang Cheng said with a look of discontent.

This woman is truly ungrateful. She was so adorable when she was snuggling in his arms, breathing softly.

"That was a special situation. You clearly could use your own hand, so why insist on me helping you? I think you’re just trying to take advantage."

Kong Lingwen retorted, trying to shake off Yang Cheng’s hand.

Anyway, her car was parked nearby; she could drive herself back and didn’t need Yang Cheng to take her.

Yang Cheng wasn’t going to let her leave so easily and pulled her forcefully towards him.

Kong Lingwen’s body shook violently, and she instinctively fell onto his lap, accidentally kissing his dragon with her red lips.

The burning, hard sensation made Kong Lingwen’s brain freeze. It took her a while before she realized what she had done.

"Hiss..."

Yang Cheng took a sharp breath, feeling the hot breath spraying over him, making his desire even more fierce, wishing he could press Kong Lingwen against the car and punish her ruthlessly.

Just then, Kong Lingwen snapped back to reality, hurriedly pushing on Yang Cheng’s thigh to get up. But as soon as his leg moved slightly, she lost her balance and fell again, making an even closer contact with his dragon.

The sweet, fishy scent mixed with male hormones on Yang Cheng’s pants immediately made Kong Lingwen’s head dizzy, coloring her cheeks with a blush.

"Hmm hmm..."

Kong Lingwen let out a muffled whimper, quickly lifting her head to take deep breaths, gazing at him with displeasure in her beautiful eyes.

"You jerk! Scoundrel! You only know how to bully me!"

She raised her hand to hit Yang Cheng’s abdomen several times. This kind of strength was like flirting to Yang Cheng, making his desire surge even more.

Yang Cheng’s eyes gradually deepened as he moved the seat back slightly, then suddenly wrapped her waist and pulled her into his embrace, seating her directly on him.

"Ah!"

Kong Lingwen was startled, letting out a scream, and her skirt lifted slightly due to her struggles, revealing her white, slender jade legs.

"Lin Wen, help me out, I’m really at my limit."

Yang Cheng tightly held Kong Lingwen’s hand, placed it over his massive object, and guided her small hand to stroke up and down.

The burning temperature made Kong Lingwen’s beautiful eyes widen, instinctively trying to withdraw her hand, but Yang Cheng held it firmly.

"Don’t do this, let go of me! We agreed today’s just a date, but you’re taking it too far, asking me to help you with my hand!"

Kong Lingwen’s cheeks reddened with both embarrassment and shame.

Before today, she had always believed deep down that she was like a man, and she liked women. But now, embracing, kissing, and caressing with a man, she felt the thrill making her lose her rationality.

She no longer knew if she liked men or women, feeling confused and needing to calm down.

"If you think it’s forced, then that’s fine, get off the car, and I’ll cool off for a bit."

Yang Cheng looked disappointed, gently pushing Kong Lingwen away.

He directly unzipped his pants, releasing the dragon, stroking it a few times, his expression pained, throat letting out deep groans of discomfort.

"You look like you’re in pain. Should I take you to the hospital?"

Kong Lingwen expressed concern for him. To be honest, she was happy with today’s date with Yang Cheng, and for the first time felt protected by a man other than her father.

"No need, you go ahead, let me fend for myself."

Yang Cheng lowered his head, not looking at her, his big hand stroking himself intensively, while the dragon became even more ferocious, turning slightly red, clearly showing how uncomfortable he really was now.

"I can’t leave seeing you like this. If something happens to you, I’ll feel guilty for life."

Kong Lingwen leaned forward to look at Yang Cheng’s expression, but he turned his face away like a sulky child.

"Why are you acting like a child?"

She sighed with exasperation, looking at the terrifying dragon, mentally preparing herself multiple times before yielding.

"I’ll help you, don’t hurt yourself. I wouldn’t be able to explain to Yang Rou."

At these words, Yang Cheng immediately looked up, gazing tenderly at her, asking, "Is it just because you’re worried for my sister, and not even a little for me?"

"I... let’s just start."

Kong Lingwen dodged the topic, but her blushing face had already betrayed her.

Her delicate hand slowly caressed Yang Cheng’s body, the awkward technique making him shiver.

"Hold with both hands, tighten a bit, and move slowly up and down."

Yang Cheng patiently guided her.

"Yes, just like that... feels so good."

He gasped, finally having an outlet for the evil fire within him.

"Don’t talk."

Listening to his gasps, Kong Lingwen felt hot all over, itching below, feeling as if she was teased into having feelings again.

Yang Cheng chuckled softly, no longer speaking, but his gasps continued and he still held her small hand, guiding her bit by bit.

Under his tutelage, Kong Lingwen’s hand gradually became more agile, making him close his eyes, enjoying the sensation.

After about ten minutes, Kong Lingwen’s hand felt numb, urging him, "Why aren’t you finished? My hand is so sore!"

"A little faster."

Yang Cheng’s eyes turned red, feeling the delicate numbness in his body, his breathing becoming rapid.

He sat up slightly, his hand resting on her gentle, quivering chest, squeezing forcefully.