Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 394: Morning Temptation

Yang Cheng turned his head to see Ye Ling’Er clutching her abdomen in pain, her body curling up as she slowly squatted down.

Startled, he thought she had been poisoned and rushed over to lift her up.

"Ha! Got you!"

Ye Ling’Er suddenly laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You!"

Yang Cheng was so upset that he couldn’t speak, and he gave her a firm pat on her perky backside.

"Ah! That hurts!"

Ye Ling’Er furrowed her delicate brows, her expression woeful. "Why hit so hard? My butt is going to swell up because of you."

"Why did you have to trick me like that? Can you joke about something like this? I thought something went wrong with your Elixir Embryo."

Yang Cheng said angrily.

He knew that the Elixir Embryo had already taken full form, growing in Ye Ling’Er’s abdomen like a six-month-old child. If it were to be destroyed now, it would cause massive harm to her body, even life-threatening in severe cases.

"I just wanted you to sleep with me. If you don’t agree, I’ll just keep bothering you!"

Ye Ling’Er was extremely persistent, holding onto his neck without letting go.

He still remembered when he first met Ye Ling’Er; she had a somewhat haughty personality, never expecting her to become so clingy now.

Yang Cheng, having no choice, conceded and carried her to his room.

"I’m going to brew some potions, you go ahead and sleep."

After putting her down, Yang Cheng quickly dashed to his alchemy room.

He wasn’t sleepy at all, intending to concoct the ointment he promised Kong Lingwen. By the time he finished and returned to the room, Ye Ling’Er should be sound asleep.

Preparing the Cooling Scar Cream required many ingredients, and dealing with them according to the recipe already took him over an hour.

Yang Cheng methodically threw the ingredients into the pot, using True Qi to refine them, gradually eliminating all impurities, leaving only the essence.

However, the concoction emitted a somewhat unpleasant smell, prompting him to add a bit of jasmine to the ointment, making it fragrant while also providing anti-inflammatory benefits.

A large pile of ingredients ended up producing only two small jars of Cooling Scar Cream. When Yang Cheng finished packaging the cream, it was already late at night.

The efficacy of this ointment was undoubtedly effective, but concocting it was so laborious that mass production would be difficult. He needed to find an opportunity to discuss this with Kong Lingwen.

After a long day of work, Yang Cheng reeked of sweat and went to the bathroom for a shower.

By the time he returned to the bedroom, it was already past midnight, and Ye Ling’Er was indeed already dreaming deeply.

Still carrying the moisture of the shower, he laid gently on the bed, fearing to awake Ye Ling’Er.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he lay down, Ye Ling’Er, like an octopus, clung to him, with one hand resting on his chest while her leg wrapped over his abdomen, even brushing against his crotch.

Yang Cheng took a deep breath, exasperated.

The dignified young miss of Jiulong Mountain Villa was such a restless sleeper.

He tried to push Ye Ling’Er’s leg away, but shortly after, she slung it back over.

After enduring her back-and-forth brushing several times, his slumbering dragon finally awakened. Feeling utterly resigned, Yang Cheng placed a pillow in Ye Ling’Er’s arms, so she’d quiet down.

...

Early the next morning.

Yang Cheng was deep asleep when suddenly, he perceived someone drawing near. His reflexes sharp, he jolted awake and grabbed the figure standing by the bed, ready to act, but found it was a familiar face.

He looked back at the peacefully sleeping Ye Ling’Er and whispered, "Why are you here?"

Lin Er swayed her waist as she approached, sitting on the bed, her small hand sneaked under the blanket, gently caressing Yang Cheng’s lower part, smiling as she said, "I missed you!"

"Miss me, or miss this?"

Yang Cheng slightly moved his hips.

Morning men are most easily aroused, and just from Lin Er’s slight touch, he was fully erect.

The desire stirred by Ye Ling’Er last night was now roaring within him, demanding release.

"Both."

Lin Er smirked slightly, her gaze landing on the bed’s edge where Ye Ling’Er slept, a touch of jealousy in her tone, "But I guess I’m late. You’ve got a lovely companion now, such a pretty girl at that."

"She’s not my woman; nothing happened between us, otherwise I wouldn’t still be suffering."

Yang Cheng panted slightly as Lin Er’s soft hand continued to tease his member.

"I see! Then it’s good I came."

Lin Er smiled as she pulled down his sleeping pants, his massive erection sprang forth almost too large for her hand to encircle.

"Come, let’s use the next room."

Yang Cheng was about to get up when Lin Er held him down.

"Let’s do it here; it’s more exciting this way."

Lin Er blinked her enchanting eyes, her face seductive.

Gosh! This woman is so bold!

She wanted to do it in front of Ye Ling’Er, and if they were caught, it would be so awkward.

"No way, what if she wakes up? How do we explain that?"

Yang Cheng hurriedly refused, trying to pull Lin Er away.

"Keep it quiet, we won’t be caught. I’ll take good care of you, don’t go."

Lin Er pouted softly, brushing her supple chest against him.

Yang Cheng felt the wicked flame within roaring upwards, nearly losing rationality. All he wanted was to press Lin Er down and ravage her.

"You little devil, seducing me like this."

He gritted his teeth, his hand snaking under Lin Er’s skirt, pulling her lace panties down, his nimble fingers diving in.

"Mmm~ Don’t be so hasty. Let me use my mouth first."

Lin Er said, climbing onto the bed, kneeling between his legs, leaning down to take his erection in her mouth, her lips stretching taut, muffled moans escaping.

"Hiss..."

Yang Cheng sighed in comfort, his face full of bliss as he pressed Lin Er’s head, urging her deeper.

"Mmm mm..."

Lin Er felt the tip reaching her throat, whimpering in pain, but after adjusting, she began to move rhythmically, offering him the utmost pleasure.

While serving, she frequently glanced up at Yang Cheng’s handsome face, her eyes brimming with passion.

The stimulation sent tingling sensations coursing through Yang Cheng’s body. Glancing at Ye Ling’Er’s exquisite face intensified the waves of pleasure.

Morning’s first round is usually quick, combined with Lin Er’s excellent skills; Yang Cheng soon approached release.

His erection grew more rigid; impatient with Lin Er’s pace, he held her head as he thrust his hips.

The bed rocked slightly; Ye Ling’Er felt as though she were aboard a swaying ship, making her head spin. However, she was too weary to fully awaken, only letting out a drowsy murmur of discontent.