"Hum hum~~"
Yang Xiao was touched by him all over, making her body feel ticklish and numb, letting out sultry moans from her mouth.
She twisted her legs restlessly, and a surge of warmth flowed from below, falling onto Yang Cheng’s leg.
Yang Cheng chuckled softly, this girl was indeed sensitive, just a few touches on the chest, and it was like a flood; if he really went further, what would the scene be like.
Knock knock knock!
At this mont, Ni Qingyao knocked on the door.
"Xiaochen, Xiao Xiao, it’s ti to eat."
Hearing Ni Qingyao’s voice, Yang Xiao couldn’t help but get nervous, sucking hard on Yang Cheng.
"Hiss!!"
Yang Cheng inhaled sharply, almost having his soul sucked away.
"Xiaochen? Are you in there?"
Ni Qingyao, not getting an answer, called out with so confusion.
"I’m treating Xiao Xiao, you guys eat first, we’ll be ready soon."
Yang Cheng quickly explained, so Ni Qingyao wouldn’t push the door open in the next second.
"No rush, take your ti, Rou Er and I will wait for you."
After Ni Qingyao spoke, she turned and left.
"Xiao Xiao, hurry up, don’t keep them waiting too long."
Yang Cheng’s hand landed on Yang Xiao’s head, pushing a few tis, and Yang Xiao imdiately let out sowhat painful whimpers; his huge thing was truly terrifying, and the tender little mouth simply couldn’t withstand it.
She opened her mouth, pulling away, looking up at him, her beautiful eyes misty, her cheeks flushed, she said sweetly: "Brother, I can’t anymore, you’re too big today, my mouth hurts, how about using sowhere else?"
"Then use here."
Yang Cheng squeezed her fair Soft Jade, although not large, it had a good shape and could be held with one hand, feeling especially smooth and tender.
"Brother, I’ve dressed like this, don’t you want to devour ?"
Yang Xiao’s coquettish eyes glanced over, red lips slightly pouting, her body softly pouncing on Yang Cheng, her tender hands keeping busy, still holding and slowly caressing him.
"Xiao Xiao, I’ve told you before, I won’t touch you."
"You haven’t had relations with , but I’ve consud your essence, and you’ve touched my chest and helped lick, everything is done except the last step, right?"
Yang Xiao argued discontentedly, now every night she imagined Yang Cheng’s movents on her, she was tornted by this feeling, trying to comfort herself using techniques from little movies, but the effect was not good, completely lacking the pleasure experienced together with Yang Cheng that day.
Her sister said being with Yang Cheng felt wonderful, she was eager to try, yet even dressed like this to seduce him actively, he still wouldn’t agree.
"That’s different, feeding you essence is to heal you, as for other things, it’s to help relieve you, fearing you’d hold it in and get sick."
Yang Cheng said seriously, "Xiao Xiao, stop ssing around, hurry and get the essence out."
Seeing his face cold, Yang Xiao felt sowhat anxious, bending down grudgingly to continue the unfinished task from before.
About ten minutes passed when Yang Cheng’s body suddenly tensed, an intense pleasure rushed in, the Gate of Life instantly opened, dense progress all sprayed into Yang Xiao’s mouth.
"Mmm mmm mmm..."
The hot essence surged in at once, Yang Xiao let out a whimpering sound, even though she tried hard to swallow, so still overflowed from the corners of her mouth.
She licked Yang Cheng contentedly, gently sucking with the tip of her tongue, as if tasting a treasure.
Spitting out the huge thing, Yang Xiao’s pinkish tongue hooked, carrying the remaining residue from the corner of her mouth in, not willing to waste a drop.
"Brother, thank you."
Yang Xiao instantly felt completely relaxed, her entire self radiating, even more effective than taking an Immortal Pill.
"Silly girl, what are you thanking for."
Yang Cheng gently stroked her cheek, lifting her onto the bed.
"Put your clothes on, I’ll go out and wait for you."
He got off the bed, pulled up his pants, and pushed the door open, leaving.
Yang Xiao watched his swiftly departing figure, feeling sowhat sour internally.
At this ti, Ni Qingyao and Yang Rou were sitting on the sofa, seeing Yang Cheng co out, their faces showed signs of unease.
They certainly knew what Yang Cheng had done in the room earlier, just choosing not to speak of it openly since it was to treat Yang Xiao’s illness anyway.
"Xiaochen, sit!"
Ni Qingyao quickly invited Yang Cheng to sit, serving him rice and dishes, acting very warm.
"You haven’t co back for many days, how about we drink so wine tonight, stay here, don’t go back."
Ni Qingyao took out a bottle of wine, her gaze full of charm and seduction.
"Alright."
Yang Cheng nodded, after all, he couldn’t bear rejecting Ni Qingyao.
Just as the wine was poured, Yang Xiao ca out of the room, having changed into a nightdress, but her cheeks and lips were so dazzling, it was clear how intense it had been earlier.
"Xiao Xiao, co eat."
Ni Qingyao waved a hand, and the four of them grabbed chopsticks and started eating.
"Xiao Xiao, what did you do at ho today, how did the floor get a hole?"
Ni Qingyao asked casually, but Yang Xiao paused her action, looking at Yang Rou.
Yang Rou didn’t want Ni Qingyao worried, so kept secret the incident that occurred during the day.
"Nothing much, just dropped sothing that put a hole in the floor."
"Doesn’t look like it was dropped, seems more like a knife stab."
Ni Qingyao skeptically looked at Yang Rou and Yang Xiao, feeling they were hiding sothing from her.
Seeing this, Yang Cheng directly spoke: "Sister, stop hiding."
He turned to Ni Qingyao truthfully saying: "Actually, there was a big incident today, soone tried to assassinate Sister Rou, but I stopped it in ti, just a false alarm, she and Xiao Xiao are fine."
"What?"
Ni Qingyao’s beautiful eyes widened, her chopsticks falling to the ground.
"Why didn’t you tell about such a thing?"
She gazed gravely at Yang Rou and Yang Xiao, her beautiful eyes slightly red.
"Mom! Xiao Xiao and I are fine, we just didn’t want you worried so kept quiet."
Yang Rou helplessly explained, glancing resentfully at Yang Cheng.
"Don’t glare at Xiaochen! He did nothing wrong; it should’ve been told to anyway!"
"I’m sorry, don’t be mad, I won’t hide anything from you anymore."
Yang Rou quickly admitted fault, pulling Ni Qingyao’s wrist, acting coquettishly.
Ni Qingyao finally cald down, turning to Yang Cheng to ask, "Xiaochen, why did a hitman target Rou Er, did she offend soone?"
"This matter is a bit complicated, it involves Kong Lingwen; I’ve resolved it, so that assassin won’t co again."
Yang Cheng said seriously.
Ni Qingyao’s delicate brows knotted, Yang Cheng didn’t specify the details, but she guessed it might be Kong Lingwen’s enemies wanting to harm Yang Rou.
Thinking of this, her heart felt a pang of bitterness, raising the wine cup to drink in one go.
"Mom, don’t drink so fast, you’ll get drunk."
Yang Rou quickly reached to stop her.
Ni Qingyao held her hand, eyes full of guilt, "Rou Er, I’m sorry, if it wasn’t for this family, you wouldn’t have married Kong Lingwen."
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