Cheng Ruonan gazed deeply at the small courtyard not far away, pursing her lips sowhat reluctantly, and finally drove away.
Since he’s soone from Jiulong Mountain Villa, it’s not so easy to take action. She still needs to strategize to ensure a single, precise strike to avoid unnecessary trouble.
anwhile, inside the rented small courtyard.
Yang Cheng had already refined the Primordial Yin Qi and Spiritual Energy he just absorbed, and the dragon beneath him rose once again.
"So soon you’re feeling it again, why do you seem particularly fierce today?"
Murong Wan’s face was flushed, her soft hand caressing his dragon.
The reason Yang Cheng reacted so strongly was, of course, due to the influence of her Innate Seductive Body, but he wouldn’t say that. Instead, he smiled and said, "Isn’t it all to extract the Spiritual Energy from your body."
"To lift the Soul-Devouring Lotus Seal from you tomorrow, we should extract all the Spiritual Energy tonight."
"All of it? How long will that take?"
Murong Wan’s heart was pounding, both excited and nervous.
Last ti, they spent a long ti together, only extracting a third of the Spiritual Energy. Now, to extract the remaining third, it would take at least twice as long.
"Don’t think about resting tonight. I need to till more; only then will this land be fertile."
Having said that, Yang Cheng parted Murong Wan’s jade legs, positioned his weapon at the tender spot, and gently rubbed before thrusting his hips deeply.
"Mm, ah~~ good... so big!"
The fullness made Murong Wan tilt her head back comfortably, revealing her long swan neck, her chest’s gentle breast quivering, alluring beyond compare.
Without giving her much ti to acclimate, Yang Cheng began his frantic assault.
Since Murong Wan’s body had already adapted, Yang Cheng’s strength this ti was even more intense, the pace faster, the room filled with the sound of intimate sloshing.
"Ah, ah, ah... how can we go on all night? You’ll wear out!"
The tingling pleasure coursed through her body, causing Murong Wan to shudder, her pretty face flush with delight, soft moans escaping her lips.
"There’s no other way. If you want to extract the Spiritual Energy, you must cooperate with ."
Yang Cheng grinned wickedly, each thrust reaching the deepest part, clearly feeling the Spiritual Energy spreading from inside her, as he operated his Cultivation Technique, absorbing every bit of it.
No matter how long it took, as long as the Spiritual Energy and Primordial Yin Qi were abundant, he wouldn’t feel fatigued; on the contrary, he’d beco even more vigorous.
"Mm, mm~~ my waist is sore, can we change positions?"
Murong Wan’s voice was intermittent as she was hit, knowing he wouldn’t relent. She simply asked him to switch positions.
"As you wish."
Of course, Yang Cheng didn’t refuse, lifting Murong Wan’s waist, threading his hands through the crook of her legs, pinning her against the wall.
Murong Wan’s back pressed tightly against the cold wall, while her chest was against Yang Cheng’s hot torso, the sensation more intense, her body taut, making Yang Cheng groan huskily.
Slap, slap!
Yang Cheng slapped her buttocks, gritting his teeth, "Relax."
"Mm, mm~ don’t hit , it hurts!"
Murong Wan whimpered softly, spreading her legs wide, her hands encircling his neck, tilting her head to passionately kiss him.
Their tongues intertwined intensely, sucking on each other, while Yang Cheng’s movents weren’t affected at all, maintaining maximum speed.
Murong Wan sobbed with a mix of pleasure and pain, her waist twisting like a snake, actively syncing with his motions.
It took quite a while for their kiss to end, Murong Wan’s lips more luscious, panting, "Ah! I’m close again, it feels so good!"
Murong Wan’s body trembled like it was electrified, lacking any strength, supported entirely by Yang Cheng’s arms, the slight sensation of falling making her tense.
"Ah..."
Yang Cheng inhaled sharply, pounding her more than ten tis, finally sending Murong Wan over the edge.
"Ah, ah, ah... don’t! Stop quickly! I can’t take it anymore!"
Murong Wan let out a piercing scream, her body convulsing, her sweet nectar spilling over, soaking the floor, Yang Cheng’s legs and feet covered in it.
This woman is way too wet, as if it would never stop flowing.
"Yang Cheng, stop... stop moving, let rest a bit."
Murong Wan pleaded softly, reaching the peak had put her body into a brief slumber state, needing a mont of rest, especially since she had already climaxed several tis just now.
In contrast, Yang Cheng had only released once with difficulty, showing no signs of a second release, how long would he continue to tornt her?
"If I stop now, we won’t be able to finish even in two hours. Are you sure you want to stop?"
Yang Cheng said, moving Murong Wan to the bed, motioning her to lie face down, her back to him.
Due to the influence of the Innate Seductive Body, his desire was exceedingly strong, and every ti Murong Wan reached a peak, she’d release more Spiritual Energy and Primordial Yin Qi, which he’d absorb, his body growing hotter, needing vigorous action to counter that tornt.
It was like falling into a vicious circle!
So he wasn’t joking; if he didn’t extract all the Spiritual Energy from her tonight, it would be difficult for him to pacify his desire fully.
Hearing him say it would take two more hours, Murong Wan was so scared her eyelashes fluttered, she decided to give in: "Then continue, but don’t be so rough, you’re going to break my waist."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Cheng gripped her slim waist, attacking fiercely, making her delicate body tremble, unable to hold on, collapsing onto the bed.
"Yang Cheng, you big bad guy, I can’t take it anymore, how can you still be this fierce after so long, you’re like a mule!"
Murong Wan lay flat on the bed, her waist tightly held by Yang Cheng, forced to lift her buttocks, letting him whip rcilessly.
"Didn’t we agree to do this all night? It’s not been long, and you’re giving up, you said you’d tire this bull out!"
Yang Cheng laughed, a husky groan emanating from his throat in pleasure.
Murong Wan struggled to turn her head, her beautiful eyes watery as she looked at him, cooing: "I was wrong, I shouldn’t have said that earlier. Slow down, if you break , how will I please you in the future?!"
"Just a bit more, hold on."
Yang Cheng felt an especially intense urge and stopping now was utterly impossible. If he bottled it up now, it would take even longer to release it again.
"Mm, mm~~ no more! I’m dying here!"
Murong Wan was in agony, wing like a kitten, trying to hasten Yang Cheng’s release, her body taut, gently writhing her waist, providing him with ultimate pleasure.
"Mm..."
Yang Cheng groaned, a shock running through his body, feeling the Gate of Life about to open. He withdrew imdiately, spraying his hot essence all over Murong Wan’s back.
"Ah... so hot!"
Murong Wan scread, her tender skin completely covered in essence.
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