The Fragrance of My Hot Patients

Chenyang smiled and nodded. "Of course. Not only is there a way to cure you, but I’m also completely confident I can do it."

"Really?"

"Do you think I’d lie to you or joke about something like this?"

Chenyang’s sincere expression and confident tone left Anna in a bit of a daze.

She believed he wouldn’t joke about something so serious.

It was just that she had been sick for so long and had seen so many doctors.

Many times in the past, she had met doctors who would swear up and down that they could cure her.

Those confident words had given Anna and Angie endless hope.

But after all the trouble, the lack of results plunged them into deep disappointment, even despair, time and time again.

It had reached the point where she had almost given up on herself.

She faced each sunrise with the mentality of living every day as if it were her last.

And the idea of serving Chenyang together with her sister, of finding pleasure together, had largely stemmed from the belief that her illness was incurable.

Now, hearing Chenyang say he could cure her病.

She was dazed and uneasy.

She was terrified of falling from disappointment into despair yet again.

But for some reason, a small flame of hope and anticipation flickered to life in her heart.

’What if?’

’What if he really cures me? Wouldn’t I be able to do all the things I’ve always wanted to do but couldn’t?’

At this thought, Anna threw herself into Chenyang’s arms.

"You can really cure me, right?"

"Yes! I swear, if I can’t cure you, I’ll walk out the door and get..."

Before Chenyang could finish, Anna silenced him with her thin lips.

After a deep kiss, she said, "I believe you! And... even if you can’t cure me, it doesn’t matter. Just getting to know you in the time I have left, and experiencing such pleasure because of you... it would be worth it, even if I died right now."

"Hey, don’t say things like that."

Chenyang pinched Anna’s cheek. "I can definitely cure you, but..."

"But what?"

"It’s the same question as before. If I really do cure you, will you still want me to do... that... with you and your sister?"

Hearing this, a conflicted look flashed in Anna’s beautiful eyes.

A moment later, her smile blossomed. "No! If I get better, I won’t let you do that with my sister."

"Huh?" Chenyang froze, an unconcealable look of disappointment on his face.

He even began to regret telling her so soon that he could cure her.

But before the disappointment could fully bloom on his face, Anna suddenly changed her tune. "You can’t just keep your eyes on my sister, you know."

Chenyang paused. "What do you mean?"

"I had you first. Even if you’re going to do that with my sister, you have to include me! And... you have to make me come first."

"Er..."

"What? Don’t you want to savor both of us sisters at the same time? Or do you think you can’t handle the two of us?"

"Of course I do. As for my ability, you’ve already experienced it firsthand. Do you think... I’d be afraid of you two?"

"I wouldn’t be so sure about that."

Seeing the playful and teasing look on Anna’s face, Chenyang suddenly wrapped an arm around her slender waist.

He pulled her close, guiding his steel-hard length and thrusting deep inside her again.

Then, as his hips began to move faster and faster, he said in a low voice, "You don’t believe in my ability, huh? Think you can handle me?

"Fine. Then let’s see if this little vixen’s skills are as tough as her talk."

"Ugh, ahhh... Chenyang, slow down."

"I... I’m about to be fucked to pieces... Mmm... Slower, be gentle... I... Ah... AHHH!"

Anna wanted to say more, but this time, Chenyang’s performance was several times more ferocious than before.

Wave after wave of powerful impacts left her gasping and moaning, completely unable to form a coherent sentence.

Instantly, the room was filled with nothing but her broken moans and the SLAPPING sound of his body hitting her rounded buttocks.

Combined with the CREAKING of the shaking dining table, it formed a beautiful melody that echoed through the empty living room, lingering long after.

In the time that followed, Anna reached one peak after another under Chenyang’s relentless assault.

At first, the ferocity brought waves of pain.

Gradually, as a numbing pleasure washed over her, she sank into it, reveling in the blissful ecstasy.

Toward the end, she was almost completely numb.

Her throat was a little hoarse, and her stunningly beautiful face was flushed crimson.

She felt that if he kept going much longer, she would probably pass out from the pleasure.

Fortunately, Chenyang’s assault was reaching its climax.

He lifted Anna’s beautiful legs, his hands gripping her soft peaks tightly.

His whole body seemed to enter a strange state.

His breath caught, and the sounds from his throat deepened.

Anna sensed he was about to finish and desperately met his rhythm, crying out, "Chenyang, come inside me. I... It’s my safe period, give it all to me..."

"AHHH~"

Her ecstatic moan, which spoke of a pleasure that turned her bones to jelly, spurred Chenyang on. After a dozen more thrusts, he let out a low roar and poured all of his accumulated essence into that deep, secret place.