Into the bridal chamber!
Just three short words made ng Yao’s face burn, turning bright red in an instant. Even her neck was flushed, like it had been stained with fresh blood.
It was strange to say the least.
For many years, she hadn’t blushed like this, but today in front of Yang Cheng, it happened more than once, making her feel like a high school girl all over again.
Especially those three words, "into the bridal chamber," brought her an unusually special feeling.
"Oh, Hall Master ng, don’t be nervous, I’m just teasing you!"
Seeing this, Yang Cheng thought he had gone too far with his joke and quickly explained.
"What, you don’t want to go into the bridal chamber with ?"
However, ng Yao rolled her eyes and said in a very gentle tone.
At that mont, she was nothing like the Hall Master of the Qing Long Sect, but more like a young girl in love.
"Of course, I do!"
Yang Cheng was taken aback at first, then nodded vigorously: "If that’s the case, then Hall Master ng, quickly take the dicine Pill so we don’t delay going into the bridal chamber."
With these words, ng Yao looked down at the Frostbite Pill in her hand, but she didn’t take it. Instead, she looked at Yang Cheng with displeasure, a trace of resentnt in her tone, and asked, "We’re about to go into the bridal chamber, and you’re still calling Hall Master ng?"
"Uh..."
Yang Cheng was taken aback, realizing it was indeed inappropriate to keep calling her Hall Master ng at this point.
But when it ca to what to call her, he was unsure for a mont.
Calling her "sister" felt a bit distant!
Calling her "wife" seed a bit presumptuous since they hadn’t confird their relationship.
Ultimately, he gave a wry smile, looked at ng Yao, and asked, "So tell , what should I call you?"
"Think about it, when we’re going into the bridal chamber, what should you call ?"
Like a little girl, ng Yao humd softly in response.
"Wife??"
Yang Cheng wasn’t a fool; upon hearing this, he imdiately understood everything and called out tentatively.
"Hmm!" Upon hearing this address, ng Yao nodded gently, lowering her head shyly once more, murmuring, "You’ve got it right."
Yang Cheng heard this clearly and chuckled: "Actually, I initially wanted to call you ’wife,’ but I felt it was inappropriate since we haven’t defined our relationship or dated. I worried you wouldn’t accept it."
"It’s nothing, just addressing it this way for today!"
ng Yao raised her head again and said, "After all, you ntioned today we’re going to the bridal chamber, if you keep calling Hall Master ng, it’ll feel strange. Let’s call each other husband and wife during the treatnt today, and revert back afterward."
"Sure, no problem!"
Yang Cheng agreed readily, since the girl had said it, what reason did he have to resist?
It’s not like he would lose anything.
"Wife, quickly take the dicine Pill then."
Yang Cheng said.
This ti, ng Yao did not hesitate and imdiately put the dicine Pill into her mouth.
It lted in her mouth!
Before she could chew, the pill turned into a warm vapor, flowing straight down her throat into her abdon.
This magical scene left ng Yao slightly stunned, her eyes flickering with surprise. She had seen descriptions of taking a dicine Pill in movies and novels before, where it would turn into vapor as soon as it touched the mouth and go directly to the stomach.
At that ti, she thought such descriptions were too fantastical to be real!
Encountering it in reality undoubtedly opened a new world for her.
Moreover, it gave her more confidence in Yang Cheng, believing he could cure her strange illness.
After ng Yao took the dicine Pill, Yang Cheng imdiately focused intently on her. After all, the pill was to suppress the Rat Source Qi in her body, not the kind that would bring health benefits.
So, he was very concerned about any potential mishap, handling it cautiously: "Wife, how do you feel right now?"
"Not much, just my stomach feels cool, like I’ve eaten an ice cream."
ng Yao felt her body and inford Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng said, "Alright, sit down for now. Let know imdiately if sothing feels off."
ng Yao nodded gently, turning to sit on the edge of the bed and asked, "When do we start?"
Yang Cheng sat beside her, explaining: "After taking the Frostbite Pill, we need to wait for a while until the dicine fully disperses throughout your body, then we can proceed into the bridal chamber."
"Alright, I understand!"
ng Yao nodded gently, her eyes filled with anticipation.
She was nearly thirty years old but because of the ’Rat Source Qi’, she had remained unmarried to this day. She had always dread of such experiences but never had the chance.
Thus, she cherished this opportunity dearly.
"I’ve been calling you wife, why haven’t you called husband like you said we would today?" As he waited for the dicine to disperse, sothing suddenly occurred to Yang Cheng, and he said with so displeasure.
"Oh, my dear wife!"
Yang Cheng chuckled and cheerfully replied, wrapping ng Yao in his arms.
ng Yao’s cheeks flushed as she nestled like a cute little kitten in Yang Cheng’s embrace. Feeling a pair of hands exploring her waist, she didn’t stop them but instead slowly closed her eyes, letting him do as he pleased.
While embracing her waist, Yang Cheng kept observing ng Yao’s expression, and seeing she accepted his advance, he grew bolder.
His hand lifted ng Yao’s clothes and slid inside.
Touching that smooth skin, Yang Cheng felt a rush of happiness, slowly moving upward until he reached the bra clasp. With a gentle pinch, the bra imdiately beca loose.
Yang Cheng’s hand dove into the bra, holding those full, soft breasts in his palm.
ng Yao’s breasts were large; one hand could hardly grasp them completely, and they were incredibly bouncy, soft, and sleek, making Yang Cheng thoroughly excited, enjoying his touches, making her breasts shift into various shapes.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm~~"
As if his hands had magic power, it didn’t take long for ng Yao’s breathing to quicken, her cheeks flushing, letting out sensual and alluring sounds.
Resounding loudly in the quiet room.
Gradually, she beca aroused, her body exuding a faint Primordial Yin Qi.
Seeing this, Yang Cheng was not polite and absorbed it imdiately.
Simultaneously, ng Yao couldn’t hold back too. Her hand slowly placed on Yang Cheng’s groin, fondling it over his pants a couple of tis, then unbuckled his belt, pulling down his pants.
Grasping the substantial object in her hand, she instinctively started stroking it.
While they were mutually caressing, preparing for the bridal chamber, suddenly ng Yao experienced a sharp pain internally, causing her to scream in agony, her face showing unmistakable signs of distress.
"Ah! It hurts so much!!"
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