Romantic Medical Immortal

Their lips intertwined, bodies growing increasingly heated, two figures tightly embracing under the moonlight.

The kiss ended, Kong Lingwen panted heavily, feeling his reaction, her cheeks instantly flushed red, coquettishly saying: "We three just served you, and you’re still not satisfied, how come you..."

"I was satisfied, but you’re too tempting."

Yang Cheng chuckled, his gaze resting on her full, tender chest.

She came out wearing only a nightdress, and due to their entanglement earlier, the straps had slipped down her shoulders, revealing wide patches of white, tender skin, with the rosy buds on her chest completely exposed.

Ambiguous red marks on her skin further stirred one’s spirit, seeing such beauty, what man could control himself.

Yang Cheng glanced around, his gaze falling on the swing not far away, an idea immediately forming in his mind, he laughed: "Lin Wen, does it still hurt? Shall we go at it again?"

Upon hearing that, Kong Lingwen glared at him, retorting in a huff: "The three of us couldn’t exhaust you, and you want to go again? I’m almost worn out by you!"

"Last time, once we’re done, we’ll sleep."

After hesitating a bit, Kong Lingwen still nodded, unable to resist Yang Cheng’s restless hands, constantly teasing her.

She is also a person of strong desire and can’t withstand such teasing, and by then, she was already overflowing.

Anyhow, male-female pleasure is good for her, allowing dual cultivation in the process, improving both of their cultivation levels, unlike ordinary people who suffer physically.

Yang Cheng was very excited, picking her up in his arms, striding over to the swing.

Only when he sat down did Kong Lingwen realize something was amiss, staring at him in bewilderment, "What do you mean by this? Hurry and carry me back, why play with the swing now?"

This swing was actually handmade by her father when she was young and is checked and reinforced every year. No matter how the garden is renovated, the swing remains unchanged.

Sometimes when she misses her father, she’ll sit on the swing, so she did not realize Yang Cheng’s intentions.

"I want to try it here."

Upon hearing this, Kong Lingwen was dumbfounded, her cheeks turning crimson.

"No way! Why do you have so many tricks, becoming more perverted!"

She rebuked with a flushed face, struggling to get up, but Yang Cheng held her waist tightly, forcing her down.

At this moment, Yang Cheng was sitting on the swing, while Kong Lingwen sat on Yang Cheng’s thigh, leaning close to his body for balance, her arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"Stop it, we’ll be seen, and the swing isn’t safe!"

Kong Lingwen felt his scorching heat, her legs turning soft, but rationality told her they couldn’t act recklessly in the garden.

"It’s so late, everyone is asleep, we won’t be seen, even if seen they won’t disturb us."

Yang Cheng patiently coaxes, his large hands beginning to wander over her.

Words are less effective than action, just make her desperate and she’ll surely consent, albeit half-heartedly.

"I’ll hold you, ensuring you don’t fall, let’s try it once, maybe you’ll even desire doing it here in the future."

Yang Cheng said, leaning to kiss her red lips, then smoothly downwards, causing her to arch her back, leaving traces on the softness of her chest.

"Oh uh..."

She moaned softly, feeling her buds being engulfed, a nimble tongue teasing them.

With tongue and fingers stimulating in tandem, Kong Lingwen soon lost all reason, gasping softly, her body writhing.

Yang Cheng’s lips curled into a mischievous smile, lifting her skirt, reaching inside, finding it indeed drenched.

Seeing she was ready, Yang Cheng poised himself, thrusting in.

"Ah..."

Kong Lingwen moaned softly, her body limply leaning on him.

The next second, the swing swayed, startling her into a scream, her arms tightly clinging to Yang Cheng’s head.

"Oh... you trying to suffocate me with your big bosom!"

Yang Cheng couldn’t help but complain, laboriously lifting his head to look at her.

"You’re wicked, doing it on the swing, never mind if it’s swinging, that’s terrifying!"

Kong Lingwen raised a pink fist to pound his shoulder, frightened to the point her delicate face turned pale.

"Swinging is what makes it fun! Otherwise, why do it on the swing? Don’t fear, with my skills, there’s no way I’d let you fall, just relax a bit."

Yang Cheng lightly coaxed, stopping the swinging motion, only continuing his relentless invasion.

"Mm... too heavy... take it easy!"

Kong Lingwen moaned in pleasure, tilting her head slightly.

Seeing her growing more immersed, her beautiful eyes narrowing, Yang Cheng tightly held her waist, his feet pushing off the ground, the swing beginning to sway slightly.

This time, Kong Lingwen seemed less afraid, as Yang Cheng’s actions were intense, she thought the swing wasn’t actually moving.

Until the breeze lifted her hair, she slightly opened her eyes, only to discover the swing’s large amplitude, her body instantly tensing with fright.

"Hiss..."

Yang Cheng drew in a breath, feeling the ultimate pleasure and external stimulation, as if on the brink of life and death.

"Darling, don’t be so tense, relax a bit."

He gently patted Kong Lingwen’s round hips, his tone soft and gentle.

Seeing the swing’s motion diminish, Kong Lingwen breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly adapting, basking in endless pleasure.

Can’t deny that doing such things on the swing was thrilling, initially, Kong Lingwen was scared to death, but later tremblingly reached a peak, her body becoming as pliable as water, nestled in Yang Cheng’s arms.

In the early hours, Yang Cheng finally carried the already asleep Kong Lingwen back to the room.

...

Morning sunlight streamed through the curtains into the bedroom, Yang Cheng and Kong Lingwen woke up early.

He got up first, dressed, his wounds thanks to a night’s dual cultivation and rest had healed considerably, leaving only faint scars.

The advantage of cultivating the Dragon and Phoenix Dance Scripture lies herein, as long as sleeping with a woman, not only does cultivation improve rapidly, but physical recovery also far surpasses common folk.

After washing, the two headed downstairs only to see Cheng Ruonan and two other women sitting in the dining area, a sumptuous breakfast set on the table.

"Why did you switch rooms with Kong Lingwen last night, did you do something naughty behind our backs?"

Cheng Ruonan narrowed her beautiful eyes, questioning.

"Lin Wen and I are a proper couple, what do you mean by naughty things!"

Yang Cheng was somewhat speechless, picking up a bowl of porridge to drink, Kong Lingwen also said nothing, elegantly starting breakfast.

Just then, Kong Lingchuan and Gao Peng walked in, and as they sat, Gao Peng couldn’t help but complain, "Last night in the garden on the swing, kept calling, I couldn’t sleep well."

Upon hearing that, Kong Lingwen suddenly coughed violently, her face turning crimson.