Romantic Medical Immortal

"How is it? Does it look nice?"

Cheng Ruonan blinked and spun around in front of Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng’s eyes widened again, only then did he realize the dress was backless. Cheng Ruonan’s slightly fleshy back appeared before him, and the bright red dress made her skin seem to glow.

Her waist was slender enough to hold with one hand. She moved slightly, and even from the back, Yang Cheng could see glimpses of Cheng Ruonan’s ample chest. What’s more, she wore a waist chain with a bell on the end, which jingled crisply as she moved.

In an instant, Yang Cheng’s mind buzzed. All his troubles vanished, leaving only one thought: to take this temptress Cheng Ruonan to bed and listen to her seductive moans.

He suddenly stood up and pounced like a hungry wolf, but Cheng Ruonan deftly avoided him, letting out a charming laugh.

The scene resembled ancient patrons in a brothel, blindfolded and groping, and Cheng Ruonan enjoyed it, deliberately dodging so Yang Cheng couldn’t catch her.

She threw off her coat and ran, the pencil skirt hitching up and revealing what lay beneath; her voluptuous chest also jiggled, endlessly alluring.

"Sis, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and take off your clothes and show Yang Cheng what you’re wearing."

Just as she was about to be caught by Yang Cheng, Cheng Ruonan hurriedly shouted toward Cheng Qiyue.

Yang Cheng paused, turning his gaze to Cheng Qiyue not far away. Her cheeks were slightly red as she slowly removed her coat.

Underneath, she wore a white dress, far more conservative compared to Cheng Ruonan’s. However, the fabric tightly hugged her delicate body, outlining perfect curves. It wasn’t very revealing, yet exceptionally sexy.

Yang Cheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed twice and said, "You two plan to exhaust me today, dressing so beautifully to tempt me."

"Who said it was to tempt you? We’re here to make you happy. Your mood is much better now, isn’t it?"

Cheng Ruonan teasingly twirled her hair with her fingers, her face full of charm.

Yang Cheng nodded like a pecking chicken and chuckled, "Alright, all my woes are gone."

With that, he swiftly took off his shirt, revealing his strong physique and lunged at the two.

Cheng Ruonan and Cheng Qiyue squealed, dodging him.

Yang Cheng glanced at one, then the other—these two stunning beauties, one in red and one in white, were just like the eternal dilemma of choosing between a red rose and a white rose.

Ultimately, he seized the opportunity and grabbed Cheng Ruonan into his arms, saying mischievously, "Finally caught you! Let’s see how I handle you!"

"No! Big brother, spare me! I perform, but I don’t sell myself!"

Cheng Ruonan feigned vulnerability, reaching out to push against Yang Cheng’s chest.

Yang Cheng raised an eyebrow, amused as he looked at her, "You like this kind of role-play?"

"Oh! You have no sense of fun! Today, I’m a college girl forced to sell wine to make a living, and my sister is the caring elder sister who offers herself to save me."

Cheng Ruonan had already assigned their roles, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Yang Cheng.

"Alright, I do enjoy role-playing."

As he finished speaking, he pressed Cheng Ruonan onto the bed and began to pull at her clothes.

Cheng Ruonan feigned panic, her beautiful eyes teary, looking pitiful, "Ah! No! Help me, I’m still a virgin, I can’t handle it!"

"Hmph! Being chosen by me is your blessing. Stop resisting, I’ll pleasure you so well you’ll be craving for more."

Yang Cheng tore open her top, revealing her full chest, and his large hands immediately grasped it, squeezing firmly.

"Ah! Ms. Qi Yue, save me!"

Cheng Ruonan looked over with tearful eyes.

Only then did the bewildered Cheng Qiyue react. She quickly rushed over, playing along, "Sir, don’t trouble Ruonan, if you want, I’ll accompany you."

"Neither of you will escape; tonight I want to experience the thrill of dragons and phoenixes!"

Yang Cheng laughed lewdly, suddenly finding it entertaining to play the role of a pervert—perhaps he was inherently a bit perverse.

"Ruonan’s too young, she doesn’t know anything about pleasing you. I have experience on such matters, and I promise to make you feel blissful."

Cheng Qiyue, full of coquetry, embraced Yang Cheng, her hands moving down.

Yang Cheng inhaled sharply, his breathing heavy, "Then let me see how you perform. If you can resolve it within ten minutes, I’ll spare her, alright?"

"Alright!"

Cheng Qiyue quickly agreed and began serving him diligently.

After ten minutes, having failed the challenge, Yang Cheng grinned wickedly, "I didn’t bully you; your skills just fell short. Tonight I’ll properly teach you both."

Cheng Qiyue’s pretty face turned red, her forehead sweaty. She had tried hard just now but Yang Cheng had deliberately held back, so she was powerless.

Then Yang Cheng pressed both women onto the bed, the three tangled in a sweaty mess, excessively engaged.

Meanwhile outside, Kong Lingwen had already woken up and approached the door, faintly hearing ambiguous sounds coming from inside. Her face turned black.

She was a bit speechless—she hadn’t kept an eye for a moment, and Yang Cheng got snatched by other women. And it was broad daylight, where they were indulging within the room.

Fortunately, Elder Kong typically doesn’t stay in the main residence, and Gao Peng and Kong Lingchuan were at the company. It was just them—three women and one man at home.

Feeling more displeased the more she thought about it, Kong Lingwen went straight downstairs, got into her car, and drove away.

When the three-way battle ended, dusk had fallen. The two women had fallen into an exhausted slumber; Yang Cheng, refreshed, walked out of the bedroom.

He wanted to check if Kong Lingwen was awake, knowing she’d be jealous again if she was.

He opened the door to Kong Lingwen’s room, only to find it empty. His brows furrowed as he activated his X-ray Vision to scan the villa, confirming Kong Lingwen was gone.

"Great, she must’ve heard the noise and run off in a tantrum!"

Yang Cheng felt a bit anxious; Zhonghai was full of danger, and he not by Kong Lingwen’s side could mean she might be targeted.

He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed Kong Lingwen’s number.

The phone rang continuously but no one answered, and his heart sank; he quickly dialed Kong Lingchuan’s number.

"Brother Cen, what’s up? We’re heading home now."

"Is Lingwen with you?"

Yang Cheng asked nervously.

"Huh? Wasn’t my sister home all this time? She hasn’t come to the company; I’m with Gao Peng the whole time."

Kong Lingchuan suddenly grew tense, sensing something amiss.

"Your sister’s missing, and she’s not answering her phone either. You guys don’t come back yet, drive around and look for her, and call me back as soon as you find her."

"Okay!"

Kong Lingchuan agreed without hesitation and immediately hung up the call.