Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 403: The Assassin Is a Woman

Yang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, gazing towards the doorway.

His hearing was exceptionally keen, and even though the person’s footsteps were very light, he could still hear someone approaching slowly.

Before long, the person reached the door.

Yang Cheng’s expression darkened; the fact that this person could find Ye Ling’Er’s room so accurately suggested they had prepared well in advance.

Seeing Ye Ling’Er still sound asleep, he couldn’t bear to disturb her and gently got out of bed.

As the person was still picking the lock, Yang Cheng burst open the door and grabbed the intruder’s wrist, yanking them forcefully out.

The assassin realized the situation was dire and nimbly flipped, drawing a dagger and fiercely thrusting it towards Yang Cheng’s neck.

Such a ruthless move, clearly a professional assassin. Yang Cheng showed no mercy, kicking the assassin’s wrist hard.

The assassin’s wrist went numb, causing the dagger to fly out of their hand.

Any sound echoed clearly in the silent hallway. Worried it might wake Ye Ling’Er, Yang Cheng quickly bent down to scoop up the dagger.

The assassin regained composure, pulling out a long needle from between their legs, once again aiming it at Yang Cheng.

Seeing the attack style, Yang Cheng’s eyes darkened, instantly recognizing this assassin as the one he had encountered the first time.

"You dare come again, you’ve got some guts!"

He gritted his teeth and quickly reached out, attempting to restrain her, but she was slippery and managed to evade him.

Yang Cheng prided himself on his quick reflexes, not expecting the assassin to react even faster.

As they tangled in the hallway for a while, Yang Cheng’s speed remained undiminished, but Cheng Ruonan was already running out of energy.

Now Yang Cheng was like a cat playing with a mouse, deliberately teasing Cheng Ruonan, making her increasingly anxious and reckless.

Seeing her dodging slower and slower, Yang Cheng seized the opportunity, twisting her wrist behind her back and pressing her against the wall, whispering, "Be honest and tell me who sent you. If you speak truthfully, I won’t make things difficult for you."

The assassin remained silent, struggling fiercely, still trying to counterattack, but her body was pinned down. Her curvaceous hips unintentionally brushed against Yang Cheng.

"Damn! You’re a pervert, trying to seduce me!"

Yang Cheng was surprised by the pleasant sensation but suddenly realized something, reaching to touch her chest and feeling the softness that made him pause.

"You’re actually a woman?"

Yang Cheng was very surprised to find out the assassin was a woman, especially since she was so tightly wrapped that even her ample chest had been flattened. If he hadn’t touched her, he wouldn’t have known.

Though he had X-ray Vision, he wasn’t inclined to use it to peep at someone’s body during a fight.

"Pervert!"

Cheng Ruonan cursed, and taking advantage of Yang Cheng’s momentary distraction, withdrew her hand abruptly and grabbed fiercely towards his groin.

By instinct, Yang Cheng stepped back to avoid her hand, but the assassin vanished in the blink of an eye.

This woman was clearly a cultivator, her body agile and flexible. Despite him grabbing her wrist tightly, she escaped as if using Bone Shrinking Skill.

Of course, if he pursued her now, he could have caught her, but he worried it might be a ruse, unwilling to stray too far from Ye Ling’Er.

This time, he was cautious and a little careless, allowing the female assassin to escape. If she dared come again, he’d definitely capture and interrogate her.

At this moment, Cheng Ruonan had fled the factory, immediately getting into a car and leaving.

Even after she drove a long distance, she was still panting heavily, her pretty face flushed. Earlier, she could vividly feel the heat and hardness beneath the man’s body.

She had never truly experienced a man before but had witnessed the passionate scene between Yang Cheng and Murong Wan, where the enormous entity caused Murong Wan to writhe in pain and pleasure.

Cheng Ruonan licked her red lips, her body burning, and fought the emptiness inside as she returned to Murong Wan’s villa on the outskirts.

Returning at this time, Murong Wan had already gone to sleep, but Cheng Ruonan had the key to the villa and went directly into the bathroom of her room.

Warm water filled the bathtub as she lay inside, feeling as if Yang Cheng’s body was pressing down on her, causing a warm stream to flow beneath her.

Cheng Ruonan closed her beautiful eyes, raising her hands to caress her full, tender breasts, imagining Yang Cheng’s large hands stroking her.

Her fingers lingered on the pink buds, her eyes instantly turning misty, her breathing heavier.

"Hmm hmm hmm~~"

Cheng Ruonan moaned softly, gradually becoming unsatisfied with merely touching her chest. Her hand slowly slid down to the rosy scenery between her thighs, gently kneading and pressing.

"Ahh~"

With a gentle moan, the sound of water shifting echoed from the bathroom.

Honey-like liquid began to seep out, merging with the water in the bathtub.

Cheng Ruonan’s mind filled with images of Yang Cheng’s robust body and the enormous dragon, feeling as if at that moment he was right before her, fiercely claiming her.

Pleasure surged through her entire body, causing her to speed up her hand movements, water splashing from the bathtub onto the floor.

She kept gasping softly, her body trembling intensely, reaching the peak.

Her body limply leaned against the bathtub, panting heavily.

Cheng Ruonan didn’t expect to find herself indulging in thoughts of a man to please herself. She couldn’t possibly harbor desires for a man she had just met; it was merely because he had the Pure Yang Dragon Physique.

She had lingered at the Qi Refining Fifth Stage for a long time without breakthrough. If she could have a night with him, she believed she could leap to the Sixth Layer.

...

The following morning.

When Ye Ling’Er opened her eyes, it was already ten o’clock. She had a good sleep, with all fatigue gone.

She rolled out of bed, realizing Yang Cheng was missing, making her heart suddenly sink. She quickly picked up her phone to call him.

"Yang Cheng, where did you go?"

"I’m in the kitchen on the first floor. Come find me when you wake up."

Yang Cheng didn’t expect that Xiao Yuqi would deliver the needed herbs so early. Wasting no time, he began preparing the Cooling Scar Cream.

Just after hanging up, Ye Ling’Er hurried over, not bothering to change from her nightgown, still wearing slippers, clearly anxious.

At the sight of Yang Cheng, Ye Ling’Er finally felt relieved.

"What’s the rush? I’m keeping watch on the first floor; no one can come up and harm you."

Yang Cheng kept an eye and ear on everything, aware of every movement in the whole dormitory, so he wasn’t worried about Ye Ling’Er staying in the room alone.

"Now every time I wake up and don’t see you, I feel scared."

Ye Ling’Er spoke sweetly, wishing she could cling to Yang Cheng.