Yang Xiao could feel Yang Cheng’s body constantly trembling; if it weren’t from pain, he wouldn’t react this way.
"Chen, tell , how can I help you? I don’t want you to be hurting like this."
Yang Xiao choked back tears, his eyes full of concern and heartache.
"You can help , but whatever I do in a mont, you mustn’t move your body at all. Can you do that?"
Yang Cheng flashed a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.
His True Qi was already depleted within his body; to recover quickly, he could only absorb Primordial Yin Qi.
Given Yang Xiao’s current condition, they couldn’t do anything too strenuous, but as long as the woman beca aroused, so Primordial Yin Qi would be produced.
"I can! You’ve endured so much for , of course I can do this!"
Yang Xiao spoke with determined resolve; his pure gaze made Yang Cheng feel almost like he was committing a cri.
Yang Cheng lifted his hand, pulling back the covers, sliding up the hem of the skirt to reveal two slender, fair legs, along with those cartoon-patterned panties.
Because of the Silver Needle’s stimulation, the buds on Yang Xiao’s chest stood upright, clearly visible.
Yang Cheng couldn’t resist brushing his fingertips across them, instantly making Yang Xiao’s delicate body tremble.
"Mmm... Chen, what are you doing?"
Her beautiful eyes went wide; she hadn’t expected that the Yang Cheng who just a mont ago was wracked with pain would suddenly be overco by desire.
"Xiao Xiao, my body’s been emptied out—I need to absorb the Qi from you. Only when you’re aroused will that Qi be produced."
Yang Cheng explained.
Though Yang Xiao didn’t really understand, he nodded anyway. "Okay, keep going, I won’t move."
"I’m starting."
The pain still gnawed inside Yang Cheng, and this was a good way to distract himself.
He hooked his fingers under Yang Xiao’s panties and pulled them down, instantly exposing that exquisite region to the air.
Untouched by any man, it was pink and delicate, and the slit quivered nervously, making it seem even cuter.
Just one look, and he reacted instantly—his dragon swelled and the pain in his abdon grew less intense.
Yang Cheng slowly leaned in, his hot breath washing over the pink folds.
"Uhn... it itches! Brother, are you going to lick ?"
Yang Xiao asked shyly, her cheeks tinted in a flush.
"Yes! I’ll make you feel good, and once you climax, I can absorb your Qi."
Yang Cheng spoke and imdiately bent down to kiss that tender softness.
Her body was supple, carrying a faint fragrance, and the evil fire inside Yang Cheng blazed higher, unable to resist suckling on her.
Lately, Yang Xiao had been too weak even for self-relief—her body was outrageously sensitive.
After just a brief licking, a surge of scorching nectar poured out from the Peach Blossom Cave.
"Nngh ah~~"
Yang Xiao felt a tingling, numbing pleasure and couldn’t help but moan sweetly.
It felt so good!
His agile tongue scraped her sensitive spot, sending electric shocks through her body and leaving her mind blank.
Just a few licks felt this good—if that enormous thing really entered her, it would be even better.
Yang Xiao’s breaths beca ragged, her waist twisting involuntarily, thighs squeezing together and trapping Yang Cheng’s head.
"Ah ah ah..."
"Brother, it feels so good... faster... I’m almost there!"
Yang Xiao felt the waves of pleasure rising higher and higher, her mind flooded with desire, unable to hold back her coquettish moans.
The room had been perfectly quiet, but suddenly those ambiguous cries echoed, crystal clear.
Cheng Ruonan and Cheng Qiyue heard the sounds and instantly widened their eyes.
"Wasn’t this supposed to be a healing ritual? How did it turn into that?"
Cheng Ruonan looked completely confused, a hint of anger flashing across her delicate little face.
"Yang Cheng must have his reasons for doing this—maybe we’re just misunderstanding."
Cheng Qiyue stayed calm, soothing her jealous little sister.
With an ecstatic cry, Yang Xiao’s body trembled violently, reaching her climax, her figure lting like a pool of water in an instant.
Her eyes were glazed, lost in the lingering aftertaste of overwhelming pleasure, yet Yang Cheng didn’t stop at all—he kept sucking at her valley, swallowing up every drop of her sweet nectar.
At that mont, Yang Cheng was starved—not just for desire, but for the emptiness in his Dantian. Doing this would help him absorb more Primordial Yin Qi.
Strands and wisps of Primordial Yin Qi entered his body, and Yang Cheng sighed in satisfaction, lying back on the bed as he slowly refined it.
"Chen, aren’t you going to continue?"
Yang Xiao asked softly, still unsatisfied, her body feeling desperately empty—she was longing for him to go deeper inside her.
If she was destined to leave this world, she didn’t want to die as a virgin—at least before dying, she wanted to taste the pleasure of a man and a woman together.
Monts later, Yang Cheng finished absorbing the Primordial Yin Qi; his empty Dantian began to circulate with True Qi, as if life itself returned to him.
"Do you want to keep going?"
Yang Cheng’s eyes sparkled with amusent as he leaned in close to Yang Xiao.
"I do."
Yang Xiao nodded shyly, her face blushing as she whispered, "Chen, if the treatnt doesn’t work, just take my virginity. Let feel what it’s really like before I die."
Hearing that, Yang Cheng pinched her plump little cheek, speechless. "You little minx, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"I can let you experience it right now, but only with my hand."
Yang Xiao pouted in disappointnt, worrying that if the healing failed, she’d miss her chance.
She reached her delicate hand out, gently grabbing Yang Cheng’s hard, erect dragon. He only wore a thin pair of boxers, and through the soft cloth she could feel that sensitive head.
"Hss..."
Yang Cheng sucked in a breath, feeling the blood rush rapidly toward his dragon.
"Brother, when I’m better, will you give it to ? I don’t want another man to touch —I only want my first ti to be with you."
Her voice was dreamy and soft, eyes misty with desire, with a flush coloring her pretty cheeks, instantly fueling Yang Cheng’s yearning.
"You little seductress, you’re teasing on purpose—don’t you know I can’t take you right now?"
Yang Cheng’s breath grew hurried; he thrust his hips a few tis, using Yang Xiao’s small hand for relief from his burning need.
"Anyway, that dicine Pill will take a long ti to refine. While we’re waiting, I can make you feel good as much as you want... but it’s killing right now, so you have to help cool off first."
He panted heavily, his gaze sweeping over Yang Xiao’s alluring expression and soft, pale body, unable to hold back the hunger inside him any longer.
"I’m already helping you!"
Yang Xiao pouted, her red lips pursed as her petite hand began stroking him up and down.
"That’s not fair! I just used my mouth to please you, and now you’re just using your hand on ?"
Yang Cheng arched his brow, eyes drifting down to her luscious red lips.
"You want to suck you off? Then just say it—I won’t refuse, but I have Silver Needle at my chest, so I can’t move too wildly."
Yang Xiao looked anxious, her upper body stiff from the treatnt—if she moved recklessly, sharp pain would shoot through her chest.
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