Chapter 654: Chapter 654: A Spring Dream Leaves No Trace
No one knew how long had passed before the clouds and rain in the room finally came to a halt.
Wen Zhen had long since fainted into sleep, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, white tender skin covered in red marks, her face streaked with tear traces, looking like she’d been bullied miserably.
Seeing how pitiful she was, Yang Cheng couldn’t bear to keep tormenting her. He quickly spurted out the last bit of essence, then lay down on the bed and began refining the Primordial Yin Qi he had just absorbed.
The Primordial Yin Qi slowly merged into his Dantian, and his Dantian finally recovered a little, but he had no choice but to accept a cruel reality.
Before going up the mountain to duel Lai Zhongyao, his cultivation had been at the peak of Foundation Establishment Fifth Stage, just one step away from reaching the Sixth Layer.
Later he used the Mixed Element Technique to forcibly raise his cultivation to the Golden Core Realm, but after returning with serious injuries, his cultivation actually dropped back down to Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer.
He’d managed with difficulty to raise it to the Fifth Layer, only to have it drop back down again from using the Mixed Element Technique just once; but there was nothing he could do about it—at the time, being able to come back alive was already more than enough.
Yang Cheng lowered his gaze to look at Wen Zhen. The girl’s cheeks still carried a blush, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. As she slept she looked rather serene, and she seemed almost no different from Wen Ying.
Looking at her face, he couldn’t help but think of Wen Ying. Her figure was full and plump, soft in his arms, and those two supple breasts would tremble along with her.
"Fuck! How can I be having thoughts about Yun Chan’s mother?"
Yang Cheng cursed his own thoughts, yet the moment he closed his eyes it was all Wen Ying’s body and that face. He forced himself not to think, slowly sank into sleep, and ended up dreaming of Wen Ying.
She was bathing by the river, draped in a thin gauzy dress. After being soaked by the water, the gauze clung tightly to her body, outlining the curves of her figure.
She was clearly a woman in her thirties, yet her skin was delicate and smooth, her waist slender enough to encircle with one hand, but still with a lush sense of flesh. Her supple breasts and perky butt were even more impossibly full.
Yang Cheng’s breathing grew heavier and rougher. He felt that no man could possibly refuse a woman like this, all the more so when the woman before him was actively walking toward him.
"Little Divine Doctor, you’re reacting."
Her voice was extremely coquettish, completely different from her usual gentle warmth, but it instantly struck right at Yang Cheng’s heart.
Before he could speak, Wen Ying’s hand had already reached for the giant dragon, then yanked hard on his pants, freeing the swelling dragon.
Her hand was very soft as she gently stroked his Dragon Root, waves of tingling pleasure flooding through his entire body.
Yang Cheng wanted to wake from the dream, but he couldn’t bear to part from Wen Ying. Since this was only a dream anyway, what was the harm in being a little more indulgent?
He suddenly hooked her chin and kissed her, their lips and teeth tangled together, wet smacking sounds echoing from their mouths.
Once the kiss ended, he gathered her in his arms and lay down on the grass beside them, slowly opening her legs to reveal that exquisite place.
Though she’d borne a child, Wen Ying’s body had that unique charm of a young married woman. His hand reached that tender spot, finding it moist and slick, crystalline nectar coating his whole hand.
He could no longer control himself, gripping her waist and driving fiercely into her. A wave of ultimate pleasure surged through his entire body, so overwhelming he couldn’t help but let out a low groan.
The rest of the dream was extremely erotic. The two of them tangled without restraint by the river, Yang Cheng flipping Wen Ying over and over as he ravaged her, leaving kiss marks all over her white tender skin.
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Yang Cheng woke from his spring dream to feel his lower body tightly wrapped in warmth, the comfort making his whole body shudder.
He lowered his head to look and found Wen Zhen buried between his legs, her little mouth sucking and licking the giant dragon, making wet slurping sounds.
"Wen Zhen, you actually know how to do this?"
He exclaimed in shock, his face full of disbelief. After all, Wen Zhen was a first-timer; he hadn’t even borne to let this little girl service him with her mouth.
Yet he’d just woken up to find this girl voluntarily crouched there serving him!
Seeing that he was awake, Wen Zhen let his Dragon Root slip from her mouth and pointed at the Erotic Painting on the bed, giving him a somewhat bashful smile. "It was drawn in the picture. Did I do it wrong?"
The little girl’s face was pure and innocent, tinged with a bit of apprehension.
Yang Cheng quickly sat up, grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace, saying softly, "You did very well, I’m just surprised you know how to do this."
"You don’t need to force yourself to do this. I know you’re very tired, I won’t make you keep going. Lie down and rest a while. When dawn comes, someone will come help you put on makeup and get dressed."
Wen Zhen blinked her big dewy eyes and said, "I’m not forcing myself! I really like doing this, it feels quite fun."
"Divine Doctor Brother, can I keep doing it?"
There wasn’t a trace of lust in her eyes; she simply thought it was fun. But precisely because of that, Yang Cheng grew even more excited.
"You can. I’ll teach you how to make it feel even better. Turn around."
Yang Cheng reached out and took hold of her waist, settling her hips down onto his chest.
Wen Zhen looked completely puzzled, not understanding what this position was supposed to be. Since it wasn’t drawn in the Erotic Painting, she just couldn’t figure it out.
"Lie down and stick your butt up."
Yang Cheng pressed down on her waist. The girl instinctively raised her hips, and the exquisite scenery between her legs was instantly laid bare, clear to see with just a lift of his head.
The lust inside him surged higher and higher, the giant dragon between his legs swelling to its limit. Panting heavily, he squeezed and kneaded her white tender ass cheeks.
"Zhenzhen, you can keep going now."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Yang Cheng felt a wave of warmth wrap around him below. His face was filled with pleasure as his hands kneaded her tender spot a few times, then he lifted his head and pressed his mouth to it.
"Mmm ah~~"
Wen Zhen couldn’t help but moan softly, lowering her head in surprise to look back, only then realizing he was licking her down below. Her not-so-bright little brain belatedly understood the wonder of this position.
Hearing her moans, Yang Cheng wrapped his arms tightly around her hips, his tongue darting deftly back and forth over her tender place. Within just a few breaths, he had her like an overflowing dam, crystalline nectar spilling all over Yang Cheng’s face.
He licked and sucked at her sensitive spot while simultaneously drawing the Primordial Yin Qi from her body. Very quickly, her body shuddered hard as if struck by lightning, and a seductive, soul-searing moan spilled from her lips.
At this moment, the village women had just arrived in the courtyard when they heard that incredibly coquettish voice from inside the house, and instantly their legs went weak, their whole bodies heating up.
After so many days of Enlightenment, every woman in the village was now extremely curious about what it was like to share clouds and rain with Yang Cheng—just how utterly intoxicating and bone-melting it must be.
Another half an hour passed before the two inside finally ended their entanglement. Yang Cheng quickly put on his clothes and pushed open the door. A wave of lascivious sweetness washed out, making all the women’s faces flush red.
"Divine Doctor Brother, don’t go."
Seeing him step out, Wen Zhen spoke up with some reluctance.
"Silly girl, the Little Divine Doctor’s Enlightenment has already finished. You need to get yourself ready to marry now."
Nanny Wen Zhen spoke up helplessly.
"Can’t I marry Divine Doctor Brother?"
Her face was full of seriousness as scenes from last night replayed in her mind. Since she had to marry someone, wouldn’t marrying him be best? She was sure she’d be happy.
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