"Hmph! Are you ignoring now?"
Murong Wan, displeased, gave Yang Cheng a shove, but he caught her small hand and pinned her beneath him.
"If I were ignoring you, why would I feel so strongly about you?"
Yang Cheng leaned closer, his warm breath spraying her ear, causing her body to tremble all over.
He smiled slightly, his large hand finding its way to the softness between her legs, and his nimble fingers ventured inside.
Feeling the tightness and warmth inside, the wicked fire within Yang Cheng surged even more, making him move involuntarily.
"Ah, ah! So good! Faster, please!"
Murong Wan moaned, her waist lightly swaying, syncing with his movents.
The woman who was sulking just now was now imrsed in desire, her small hand gripping Yang Cheng’s dragon, stroking forcefully.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
As Yang Cheng’s hand speed increased, Murong Wan’s cries grew more and more wanton; luckily, they were inside a private courtyard house, or the neighbors would have heard.
Murong Wan’s body was fully aroused, releasing wisps of Spiritual Energy and Primordial Yin Qi, all of which Yang Cheng absorbed into his body.
Yang Cheng enjoyed closing his eyes, wanting to go straight to the point, absorb more abundant Spiritual Energy, and directly pressed Murong Wan beneath him, pinning her slender jade legs on either side, his blazing dragon pressing against her tender blossom.
"No... wait a mont!"
Murong Wan’s voice was bewitchingly sweet as she extended a hand to push against his abdon, stopping him from proceeding further.
"What’s wrong? Don’t you want it?"
Yang Cheng breathed heavily, the dragon beneath him already poised and ready.
"I said I would take care of you tonight; you lie down."
Murong Wan blushed shyly, gesturing for Yang Cheng to change to another position.
Yang Cheng, already seasoned in battle, understood her intention instantly, embraced her waist, and the two switched positions, placing him lying on the bed with Murong Wan straddling him.
He looked at the woman’s creamy skin and the trembling soft breasts in front of her chest, desire surged even more, his body involuntarily shuddering.
Murong Wan slowly straightened her waist, grasping his enormous mber, gently rubbing it a few tis before suddenly sitting down.
"Ah! It hurts!"
"Hiss..."
Both let out cries of pain simultaneously, Yang Cheng gritting his teeth, feeling embraced by ultimate tightness, the veins on his forehead throbbed.
"Slow down a bit! You’ll injure yourself that way."
Yang Cheng spoke helplessly.
"I... I didn’t know it would be like this, you always did it this way before!"
Murong Wan looked innocent, her pink fist still pounding his firm abs, muttering, "It’s all your fault for being so big, otherwise, it wouldn’t hurt so much."
"Bla ? You weren’t saying that when you were feeling comfortable, begging to go faster!"
Yang Cheng teased with a smile.
"You are so annoying!"
Murong Wan blushed intensely, her cheeks as red as ripe peaches.
Yang Cheng could see it was her first attempt at this position, still sowhat inexperienced, so he spoke softly, "You stand up first, align yourself, then sit down slowly, don’t be too hurried."
Murong Wan nodded, slowly getting used to his dragon, soft moans escaping her mouth, "Mm, ah~~ so big! It’s about to burst."
So tight!
Yang Cheng took a deep breath, feeling an intense feeling of restraint, and moreover, her unconscious sucking heightened the tingling in his scalp even more.
"Once you’re accustod, you can move."
He reached out and patted Murong Wan’s pert behind, her delicate body quivering before she slowly began to move.
"Ah, ah... so comfortable, so deep!"
Murong Wan gasped continuously, with the movent of her waist, her two large bouncing rabbits swayed back and forth before Yang Cheng’s eyes.
She was extrely comfortable, but Yang Cheng felt sowhat unfinished; her speed was too slow, his speed was at least three tis faster than hers.
"Yang Cheng, you said last ti you only extracted one-third of my body’s Spiritual Energy, can you extract all of my Spiritual Energy tonight?"
Murong Wan moved her body as she conversed with him.
Yang Cheng was a bit depressed, replied, "I could extract the remaining Spiritual Energy at once, just afraid you couldn’t withstand it."
"Ha, how could I not handle it!"
Murong Wan chuckled softly, briefly leaning forward to caress his firm abs.
"Have you heard that saying? There are only exhausted oxen, no broken fields."
She smiled like a blooming flower, her eyes filled with provocation.
"Fine then! Tonight I’ll show you whether the field can be broken!"
Yang Cheng decided to stop holding back, slightly rose, clasping her slim waist forcefully upwards, his speed so fast it left afterimages.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah... you... slow down, too fierce!"
"So exhilarating! So comfortable! Don’t... stop!"
Murong Wan, who was still smirking just now, was overwheld by the strikes, high-pitched cries spilling from her mouth.
"Let show you the strength of this ox!"
Yang Cheng smirked wickedly, continuing to accelerate his fierce assault, causing Murong Wan’s speech to be disjointed.
"Don’t... don’t go so fast, I’m almost there, ah, ah, ah... so great!"
Murong Wan only managed to hold on for less than five minutes before reaching the peak under Yang Cheng’s intense attack, screaming as she climbed to the summit, the nectar beneath her flowing all over Yang Cheng.
Perhaps because she hadn’t done it for several days, this climax ca faster than when they first connected, her lower body suddenly turned into a flooded Jinshan.
"Your field is too moist, so much water!"
Yang Cheng reached out to touch, his hands sared with glistening nectar, then wiped it all on her smooth flat abdon, making the white tender skin more alluring.
Purified wisps of Spiritual Energy emanated from Murong Wan’s body, Yang Cheng imdiately activated his Cultivation Technique, rapidly absorbing and refining those Spiritual Energy and Primordial Yin Qi.
His Dantian instantly beca full, Yang Cheng’s heart trembled, was he about to have a breakthrough?
"Yang Cheng, co on, move! I want more!"
At this mont, Murong Wan gently twisted her waist, urging him to continue the attack.
Yang Cheng returned from his thoughts, half-smiling, "Weren’t you supposed to serve ? How co you want to move?"
"I’m exhausted! You do it instead."
Murong Wan was slightly embarrassed, after reaching the peak, her body had softened, having no energy to actively serve the man, her body naturally lying on Yang Cheng, her soft breasts tightly pressing against him, her srizing eyes brimming with charm.
Gulp!
Yang Cheng’s throat rolled from the temptation of her enchanting appearance, imdiately initiating a new round of attacks, the big bed intensely shook, the room filled with amorous water sounds and woman’s moans.
"Ah, ah, ah... Yang Cheng, you’re great, I love you!"
"How can you be so good, I wish I t you sooner."
Murong Wan’s powerless body lay on Yang Cheng, letting him thrust, then lifting her head to offer a fragrant kiss.
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