Romantic Medical Immortal-Chapter 362: Fang Ling Wasn’t Sick After All
"Be careful in the factory, if anyone deliberately approaches you, stay alert."
Yang Cheng advised.
"I understand."
Ye Ling’Er nodded solemnly, touching her belly. She must protect the Elixir Embryo and cure her mother’s illness no matter what.
"Yang Cheng, stay here with me tonight. I can’t sleep well without you."
She suddenly grabbed Yang Cheng’s hand, her beautiful eyes fixated on him.
"There’s still a long time until night, I can’t be sure if I can stay with you. If I’m free, then I’ll remain here."
Yang Cheng didn’t agree right away; he planned to find an opportunity to spend time alone with Kong Lingwen, he couldn’t always be with Ye Ling’Er.
"What could you possibly be doing tonight? Are you planning to be with another woman?"
Ye Ling’Er pouted unhappily, her ample chest pressing against his arm, rubbing back and forth.
Feeling the soft touch, Yang Cheng’s body grew tense, and his breathing became heated.
There’s no other way!
Cultivating the Dragon and Phoenix Dance Scripture constantly draws him to women, especially supreme beauties like Ye Ling’Er, whose Primordial Yin Qi inside is pure and rich, affecting him as strongly as an aphrodisiac.
But even if he stayed, he couldn’t truly have Ye Ling’Er. To cultivate the Spiritual Essence Pill, she must remain a virgin for now. If she loses her virginity, the Spiritual Essence Pill would no longer be pure.
"Yang Cheng, why don’t you give me another sip of essence, this way the Elixir Embryo will be safer, and maybe it can cure my insomnia."
Ye Ling’Er stared at Yang Cheng’s crotch, her gaze growing increasingly fiery.
"Let’s wait until tonight to feed you. But first, I need to check on Fang Ling; Auntie said she’s unwell."
Yang Cheng stood up. If it weren’t for Fang Ling, he truly couldn’t resist Ye Ling’Er’s proactive seduction.
Seeing her invite him twice with no success, Ye Ling’Er’s expression fell, and she coldly huffed, "Go ahead, always checking on Fang Ling and not worried about me!"
"I came to check your pulse first to ensure you’re alright, before going to see Fang Ling."
Yang Cheng explained helplessly, Ye Ling’Er’s spoiled temper was acting up again.
Hearing this, Ye Ling’Er’s expression softened, her lips curling slightly upwards, and she coyly said, "Then once you’ve checked her, come find me."
"Alright."
Yang Cheng agreed, stood up, and walked out of the dormitory, heading straight to Fang Ling’s room.
The two rooms weren’t far apart, but Fang Ling was in the single corner room, generally free from disturbances.
As Yang Cheng reached the door, he heard a woman’s moans coming from inside.
"Ah~ Brother, harder, give it to me!"
"I want it so much, faster! Hmm-hmm~~"
The hand he had raised to knock on the door froze instantly. He incredulously checked the room number—this was definitely Fang Ling’s room.
Could Fang Ling have brought a man to the dorm to fool around?
He instinctively activated his X-ray Vision, making the wall appear transparent, revealing the alluring scene inside.
Fang Ling was lying on the bed, completely naked, her long legs spread, her fair hands teasing her tender petals.
Gulp!
Yang Cheng swallowed hard, a wicked fire rising within him.
Fang Ling had a somewhat slender figure, with a dainty waist, and her legs were long and slim, yet she was adequately endowed where needed. Her large breasts bounced with her movements, and her pert bottom twisted back and forth.
"Ah! Ah! Brother, Ling Ling is about to come."
Fang Ling’s voice grew increasingly seductive, her body arching slightly as she was reaching the peak, her hands moving faster, nectar spraying out and soaking the sheets.
Such a lot of liquid!
Yang Cheng licked his lips, his body growing increasingly feverish.
He hurried over, thinking her illness was severe or she was still mentally distressed over past events. Little did he expect that she stayed inside to hide and pleasure herself.
She wasn’t sick at all; she was clearly aroused!
Yang Cheng helplessly decided not to disturb her, seeing she was at a crucial moment.
Fang Ling hadn’t realized she was being watched during her self-pleasure, moaning loudly, as her body convulsed violently and she collapsed onto the bed.
Panting heavily, she savored the lingering aftershocks of her climax but soon felt empty again, unable to bear it, twisting her legs and waist.
"Hmm~~ Brother, I want more."
She kept her eyes closed, her fingers returning to touch the tender petals.
Yang Cheng was shocked. He hadn’t expected Fang Ling to continue; he could only awkwardly stand outside waiting.
After a while, Fang Ling reached another peak but didn’t stop, wanting to continue.
Yang Cheng watched, blood boiling, his swelling shaft already awakened, eager to storm in and ravish Fang Ling.
Moreover, he could tell Fang Ling had likely pleasured herself before he arrived. If she continued, surely her body couldn’t handle it; he had to step in to stop her.
Women occasionally releasing is fine, but with such frequency? It was matching the time when Chu Xiaoyu’s Innate Seductive Body flared.
"Hmm-hmm! So good, Yang Cheng, hurry, I want you to ravish me hard!"
Fang Ling’s enticing moans echoed from inside.
Yang Cheng shuddered as she called his name.
At this moment, Fang Ling’s limp body lay on the bed, her face filled with allure, panting softly, constantly calling out ’Yang Cheng.’
One hand fondled her generous chest, while the other vigorously pleasured herself, her hips twisting like a fairy absorbing a man’s Essence Qi.
An extreme temptation!
Yang Cheng’s Adam’s apple involuntarily moved, unable to suppress the lust in his heart.
He slightly raised his hand, and with a click, the door unlocked—such a door lock couldn’t hinder him.
Fang Ling hadn’t noticed Yang Cheng enter until the door closed, alerting her. She snapped her eyes open, spotting Yang Cheng’s tall figure.
"Ah!"
Fang Ling screamed, her mind buzzing, frozen for several seconds before instinctively pulling the sheets to cover her exposed body.
The room suddenly fell silent as they locked eyes.
Yang Cheng’s face bore a slightly teasing smile, while Fang Ling’s was full of embarrassment, wanting to disappear.
He surely heard everything!
Is there anything more embarrassing than being caught calling out your crush’s name during self-pleasure?
Fang Ling’s cheeks flushed crimson, head lowered, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.
She recalled her wild behavior earlier, screaming and begging Yang Cheng for force.
Utterly shameful!
"Get out! Who told you to come in!"
Fang Ling cried out in mortified anger.
"You kept shouting my name so loudly. I thought you were in danger, so I rushed in, but didn’t expect..."
Yang Cheng mischievously paused, looking at her with interest.
