Miraculous Doctor in Flower City-Chapter 300

Amidst such tumultuous passion, there was a cacophony of moans.

After an hour, Liu Sanming finally came to an end.

Meanwhile, the intense Primordial Yin from Lu Lian's Jade Dragon Nine Turns had been entirely absorbed by him.

He lay on the low bed, holding the silky smooth and luminous Lu Lian, lightly kneading her supple mounds while admiring her body with half-closed eyes.

Lu Lian lay exhausted in his embrace, her bones completely softened, unable to move an inch.

After more than ten minutes, she barely opened her beautiful eyes to look at Liu Sanming.

There was no resentment in her eyes, no grudges, only fascination, and intoxication.

And a lingering satisfaction, still wanting more.

"Sanming... about us, don't talk about it outside, can we... keep this relationship going?"

When Lu Lian uttered these words, she was momentarily stunned.

As she spoke, it felt natural, but afterwards, she realized how within just an hour, she completely surrendered to Liu Sanming.

Given her noble status as the First Lady of the Lin Family, to say such enticing and shameful words...

Yet Liu Sanming immediately pinched one of her deep pink delights.

Smiling, he nodded, "Of course we can. From now on, you are my god-sister, and I am your god-brother. Lin Haoyuan can't wait to have me work for the Lin Family for free, and as for your body, I'm completely captivated. If I don't see you, I might die of longing."

His words were so sweet, even the gods and ghosts would succumb to them.

Lu Lian's sense of shame instantly vanished upon hearing this.

It was replaced by even stronger intoxication and admiration.

Of course, she didn't know that Liu Sanming had used Peach Blossom Finger on her, leaving a peach blossom imprint.

Now, in her eyes and heart, Liu Sanming was irreplaceable.

Lu Lian blushed and nodded, "Me too, if I can't see you, I'll miss you to death. You understand me so well..."

"Understand what about you?"

Liu Sanming smirked mischievously.

"Stop it, you know what, of course, it's the part below..."

Lu Lian nestled in his embrace.

This exquisite mature woman surprisingly exhibited a bit of a coy maiden's charm, yet it didn't seem affected; instead, it exuded an irresistible allure.

Liu Sanming couldn't help but hold her tightly and kissed her lips.

Her lower lip was slightly fuller, while the upper was thin, her lip shape exceedingly sexy.

Encased in his mouth, lightly nibbled and kissed, it was truly a top-notch enjoyment.

No wonder Lin Haoyuan had succumbed to Lu Lian in the past.

Even the present Liu Sanming, encountering the Lu Lian of those years, would likely have been besotted.

After another half an hour of entanglement, Liu Sanming got up, found tissues and wet wipes, and came back to attentively take care of Lu Lian.

This was something at which he excelled.

It's also among the best "nice guy" techniques to win a woman's heart.

Lu Lian watched him as he wiped and cleaned her private parts, feeling a bit shy yet very moved.

Married to Lin Haoyuan for decades, he'd never been this considerate.

In their younger days, Lin Haoyuan would crudely enter, release himself till satisfied, then pull up his pants and head to the study.

He never cared for Lu Lian's feelings, nor was there anything like foreplay or aftercare tenderness.

For the past ten-plus years, as Lin Haoyuan's status rose and he had women outside, his vigor dwindled, causing him to distance himself from Lu Lian month by month.

Marital relations had long ceased to happen even once in several months.

In the past four or five years, not even once a year...

Lu Lian had long gotten used to it.

As long as she was the First Lady of the Lin Family, her two sons were heirs, and she enjoyed public prestige, comfort at home, and possessed her own wealth, she was content.

She had long ceased to care about Lin Haoyuan's antics outside.

But Liu Sanming now made Lu Lian feel as though reborn.

She felt young again, indulging in pleasures freely, a joy even more intense, more frequent, more ultimate than in her youth...

"Sanming, let me... help you wipe below," Lu Lian offered as she watched Liu Sanming finish cleaning her.

Upon saying it, she felt a little shy.

Liu Sanming chuckled at her offer, "Then I won't be polite, thank you, sister, for your kindness."

"What's there to be polite about... I'm already yours, my heart is yours, what's there to be polite about between us." Lu Lian blushed.

She led Liu Sanming to lie on the low bed and knelt between his legs.

At first, she picked up tissues and wet wipes.

But then Lu Lian changed her mind.

Previously, she always felt herself to be the absolute female lead, a top-tier lady.

Apart from Lin Haoyuan, she would dismiss others with fondness, never intending to submit or compromise.

Even with some like Li Qiuyun, a businesswoman, she would just give a mere nod during encounters.

She never felt inferior to Li Qiuyun.

After all, her husband was the head of the Lin Family, her two sons were heirs, wasn't she the strongest woman in the Lin Family, then who was?

Li Qiuyun was merely the strongest woman of the Li Family.

But at that moment, as Lu Lian looked at the smiling Liu Sanming, recalling the overwhelming sensations from earlier, she suddenly felt a sudden impulse.

She no longer wanted to use wet wipes and tissues to clean Liu Sanming.

She wanted to use her lips and tongue to clean him...

This was partly because Liu Sanming had become her only existence in Lu Lian's soul.

He had become her source of joy and belief.

It's also because Lu Lian thought of those coquettish female stars, female subordinates, online celebrities, and even female secretaries by Lin Haoyuan's side...

These women spared no effort to seduce Lin Haoyuan.

Lu Lian had once hired private detectives to quietly follow and collect evidence.

There were videos of Lin Haoyuan mingling with women, and photos.

Even after seeing those, the images lingered in her mind.

Those women to please Lin Haoyuan, were as low as dogs, with chains around their necks, collars on, crouched on the ground, legs raised for him to play with, and even using a pile of fake devices to let him torture them...

Lu Lian now, watching Liu Sanming, was suddenly very afraid of losing him.

She knew that though her allure remained, compared to those young women, she fell short.

Whether in terms of skin, stamina, or vocal seduction, she lagged.

Hence Lu Lian feared that in the future, Liu Sanming might be seduced away by other women.

With these thoughts, her determination only grew.

She also had to use every means possible to dearly cherish and entice Liu Sanming.

Lest she regret losing him.

"Sister, you..."

Liu Sanming was soon dumbfounded.

Because Lu Lian had set aside the tissues and wet wipes, lowered her lips and mouth, and encased his wet, shared fluids-stained mast.

Meticulously and gently, she began to lick and clean...