Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 552: Showing Off Your Housekeeping Skills

Kong Lingwen looked down and discovered that her clothes had become transparent after being soaked, half revealing and half concealing, even more tempting than wearing nothing.

Her cheeks reddened with embarrassment, and she quickly covered her chest, awkwardly glancing at Old Man Pan and Da Shan over there.

Fortunately, both showed understanding, not only avoiding looking her way but even closing their eyes.

"Ugh! At such a time, you still think about these things? You scared me to death just now."

Kong Lingwen coquettishly exclaimed, letting out a sigh of relief.

Yang Cheng chuckled, but he knew well that he had actually suffered internal injuries. After all, he’d been with so many women, it was impossible for just a glimpse at Kong Lingwen’s body to cause a nosebleed.

However, not wanting Kong Lingwen and Ni Qingyao to worry, he didn’t mention his injuries, knowing he could recover after a day or two of rest.

After a long night of turmoil, it was already early morning.

Ni Qingyao drove on and soon reached Hidden Cloud Village, where the rain had stopped.

The group got out of the car and looked up at the village before them.

Yang Cheng thought Hidden Cloud Village would be a somewhat dilapidated and deserted place, but quite the opposite, there were orderly little houses before them, the village entrance was spacious, and the roads were very clean, with a gurgling stream beside them.

After being washed by the rain, the whole village had a serene and peaceful feel.

"Young man, I said earlier, you can’t bring them in without permission, but at this time, the village chief hasn’t woken up, and I don’t want to disturb them, so can you wait in the car for a few hours?"

Old Man Pan was a bit embarrassed about bringing people over and not letting them into the village, worrying Yang Cheng might get angry.

But Yang Cheng remained calm, saying, "Sure, you two go home to rest, and when the village chief wakes up, make sure I meet him."

"Alright!"

Old Man Pan agreed readily, his face full of smiles.

"Benefactor, thank you for everything on this journey, you are a good person, I will persuade the village chief to let you in."

Da Shan said earnestly, picking up the items he bought earlier and leaving with Old Man Pan.

Watching their figures disappear, Yang Cheng and the others got back into the car.

Since there were outsiders in the car earlier, he refrained from taking off his clothes, but with no one around now, he stripped off his clothes completely, wiping off the water with a towel.

"Why are you undressing like that!"

Kong Lingwen flushed, glancing shyly at Ni Qingyao in the driver’s seat.

She too was blushing, her head lowered, not daring to look at Yang Cheng.

"Why be shy, it’s not like you haven’t seen it before."

Yang Cheng teased, deliberately moving closer to Kong Lingwen, pulling her into his arms.

"Don’t do this, my aunt is still here!"

Kong Lingwen reached out to push his chest, feeling his body heat up abnormally.

"Yang Cheng, are you running a fever?"

She worriedly touched his forehead, finding it indeed burning hot.

Yang Cheng grasped her small hand, whispering, "No, just set aflame by your teasing."

His eyes were deep, full of desire, pulling Kong Lingwen onto his lap, holding the back of her head, and kissed her.

"Mmm mmm..."

Kong Lingwen whimpered twice, starting to struggle.

If it was just the two of them in the car, she wouldn’t refuse, but with Ni Qingyao in front, knowing her aunt could turn and see their disheveled entanglement, she felt embarrassed.

"Don’t move, or I can’t promise what I’ll do."

Yang Cheng breathed heavily, firmly patting her pert bottom.

Kong Lingwen’s body stiffened, her face flushed, glaring at him angrily but eventually held onto his shoulders, continuing the deep kiss.

The car remained silent, with only their lip-smacking sounds.

In the driver’s seat, Ni Qingyao kept her eyes closed, pretending to sleep, but her rosy cheeks and increasingly erratic breath betrayed her.

At her age, her desires were intense, hearing the couple’s intimacy in the car, she couldn’t help but feel it too.

"Xiaochen, don’t lean on me like that, it’s so hard and big!"

Kong Lingwen whispered a complaint, handling the daunting dragon with her hand.

"Oh... it feels good!"

Yang Cheng groaned, his large hand kneading her plump breasts, fingers hooking the lace lingerie, releasing the two rabbits, revealing the tender buds.

Without hesitation, he sucked on them deeply.

"Mmm... hmm... don’t!"

Kong Lingwen whimpered softly, afraid to look back, yet feeling unnerved from the tension.

Someone watching them from the car was too stimulating, her body’s response intensified further.

Not long after, she felt a rush of honey-like fluid coming forth.

"Barely a few kisses and you’re wet?"

Yang Cheng teased, reaching under her, rubbing the sensitive part.

"Ah!"

Kong Lingwen cried out, her body trembling, leaning softly against him.

"I’ll help you finish, so we can rest early, you’ve had enough today, no fussing."

She scolded, wanting Yang Cheng to finish quickly, fearing she would no longer face Ni Qingyao.

"If you want me to hurry, show me your best skills."

Yang Cheng chuckled, pointing at her luscious lips deliberately.

"You scoundrel!"

Kong Lingwen cursed back, unable to resist glancing backward to see Ni Qingyao asleep, slowly kneeling down.

Her slender, white fingers held the dragon, caressing it a few times before spreading her lips to encase the head.

Yang Cheng sighed in comfort, lifting his head in enjoyment, his hand stroking Kong Lingwen’s head, encouraging her to take it deeper.

Perhaps Kong Lingwen hadn’t fully accepted her identity as a woman, her oral skills were novice, yet in this setting, the sensations were heightened.

Knowing it was difficult for Yang Cheng to endure, she tried hard to engulf the dragon, her mouth puffed up.

Yang Cheng guided her motions gently, the tight, warm sensation tingled his scalp, quickening his hip movements.

"Mmm mmm..."

Kong Lingwen whimpered in distress, saliva dripping from her mouth, her exquisite face filled with restraint.

Seeing her expression, Yang Cheng felt increasingly intense, holding her head to plunge forcefully, his body tensed, releasing scorching essence into her mouth.

Kong Lingwen’s graceful swan neck tilted, clearly swallowing all the essence.

Once she finished swallowing, she released the dragon, panting heavily, "You jerk, almost choked me!"

"Eat more, it’s good for you."

Yang Cheng chuckled, embracing her, his hot hands caressing beneath.