Chapter 665: Chapter 665: A Midnight Visit to the Boudoir
The villagers, having eaten and drunk their fill, quickly tidied up the aftermath and went home to rest.
Yang Cheng was then escorted to the bride’s house for tonight’s enlightenment ceremony.
As the night deepened, Yun Chan lay on the bed tossing and turning. Even at this hour, she wondered if Yang Cheng would come back. Perhaps he was lost in the land of tenderness, having forgotten his promises.
At that moment, there was a noise at the door. Yun Chan immediately got up and pushed the door open, only to find no one there.
Disappointed, she couldn’t help but complain, "He said he’d come find me, big liar!"
Just as she was about to turn back into the room, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, pulling her into a burning embrace, a dense masculine scent instantly filling Yun Chan’s nose.
She gasped, quickly looking up to see Yang Cheng’s playful face.
"I didn’t lie to you, here I am!"
He teased with a grin, picked Yun Chan up, and headed towards the big bed.
"Hey? How did you get in here?"
Yun Chan looked surprised, as moments ago, there was no one at the door, yet in a turn of events, he appeared behind her.
Yang Cheng pointed to the window, "Jumped in from there, you were so fixated on the door, you didn’t even notice me."
Upon hearing this, Yun Chan’s cheeks flushed red. Her attention was all on the door at that time, and Yang Cheng must have seen her disappointed expression.
"You said you’d leave the door for me, so I waited for you."
Her cheeks reddened, she turned her head, refusing to look at him.
"If you miss me, just say so, why be so stubborn!"
Yang Cheng smirked proudly, pinched her cheek, and lowered his head to kiss her rosy lips, his tongue pushing open her teeth, forcefully sucking and licking.
Yun Chan let out soft moans as she tried her best to respond, yet found it hard to withstand his passionate kiss.
Once the kiss ended, both were left panting, silver threads stretched between their lips.
Yang Cheng, breathing heavily, expressed his devotion, "Chan’Er, I’ll be here every night to keep you company, you won’t have to be alone."
After spending time together, he acknowledged his feelings. He truly liked Yun Chan, who was kind-hearted, pure, with an extraordinary figure and looks.
Their entangled night at the hotel lingered in his mind for several days. Despite Yun Chan’s inexperienced movements, they stirred his emotions profoundly.
Yun Chan gazed at him, her heart racing, her body responding instantly, she blushed and said, "Yang Cheng, I love you."
Thrilled to hear such a reserved woman express her love voluntarily, Yang Cheng was delighted, rolling with her onto the bed.
"Quiet down, we might be overheard."
Yun Chan was a bit worried, as her mother’s room was right next door, she didn’t want to wake her.
"Aunt Wen’s been through it herself, even if she hears, she won’t say anything."
Yang Cheng giggled, his large hand wandered into her nightgown, caressing her delicate skin, which felt like silk, utterly irresistible.
"That’s not acceptable, we need to keep quiet, or I won’t be able to face my mom."
Yun Chan’s face grew redder, as his touching gradually sapped her strength, she sank soft in his embrace.
"We’ll see how you perform. If you serve me well, I won’t make things difficult for you."
Yang Cheng’s mouth curled into a mischievous smile.
Upon hearing this, a bashful air enveloped Yun Chan’s face, she softly inquired, "How should I serve you?"
"Lin Wen taught you, remember? Let me see if your skills have improved, I’m tired from a day’s work, not really in the mood to move."
Yang Cheng spoke as he lay on the bed, adopting a leisurely posture.
Recalling the night she and Kong Lingwen served him together, Yun Chan’s face turned bright red, her small fist gently pounded his chest, she playfully scolded, "Just off another woman’s bed, and you want me to serve you, you’re bullying me!"
Aware of Yang Cheng’s intimacy with the bride, she felt jealous, expressing it in this manner.
Yang Cheng allowed her hits, his mouth still holding a smirk, he chuckled, "It’s different! Enlightening the bride is a task, being with you is out of affection, and fearing you’d smell it on me, I took a special bath before coming to you."
Yun Chan leaned closer, sniffing his scent, indeed, all she smelled was the fresh aroma of soap, and a wave of sweetness rose in her heart.
"So, are you ready to serve me properly now?"
Yang Cheng chuckled, pulling her wrist forcefully, causing her to fall forward, her delicate face directly facing his crotch.
A wave of heat rushed at her, followed by the towering dragon visibly swelling, straining against his pants.
"Chan’Er, time is of the essence, if you don’t start now, you won’t make it back by morning."
Yang Cheng urged, grabbing her delicate hand and placing it on his crotch.
Even through the pants, Yun Chan could feel its burning hardness, making her body shiver, her lower abdomen aching hotly.
Having shared intimacy many times, Yun Chan no longer felt shy, her small hand gently kneading his crotch before pulling his pants down.
In the next moment, that sinister, purple-red giant dragon sprang out, it pulsated arrogantly a few times.
Gazing at the colossal organ, Yun Chan couldn’t help but swallow. After enlightening the bride for hours, still, his might was undiminished; how many men in the world could achieve that?
The previous night, Yang Cheng had used this sturdy dragon to torment her and Kong Lingwen to the point of surrender, ultimately they fell into a deep sleep.
Each encounter left her sore as if half her life was drained, but spending a night away from him, she’d feel empty.
Just moments ago, she resolved to stay modest, but handling the searing Dragon Root, Yun Chan instantly abandoned that resolve, her small hand gripping Dragon Root, gently stroking it.
The already massive Dragon Root became even more intimidating under her touch, covered in veins, its color darker than before.
"How did it get even bigger?"
Yun Chan looked astonished, both her hands struggling to hold the colossal organ.
"You’ve seen it before! When it grows, it’s for your pleasure!"
Yang Cheng chuckled softly, moving his waist slightly, the dragon’s head pressed against Yun Chan’s cherry lips.
Yun Chan instantly grasped his intention, she glared at him then obediently lowered her head, sniffing Dragon Root, the unique masculine scent emanating from it made Yun Chan’s legs weak.
She slowly opened her mouth, enclosing the immense dragon head.
"Ahh!"
Enclosed in warmth and tightness, Yang Cheng let out a satisfied sigh, his head tilted back, filled with enjoyment.
Hearing his breathing, a sense of accomplishment filled Yun Chan’s heart, she tried to take it deeper, the dragon’s head pressed against her throat, unable to go further, she resorted to using her tongue to skillfully lick and suck.
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