Romantic Medical Immortal-Chapter 103: Dual Cultivation with the Rose Goddess
In an instant, the ultimate softness bloomed in the palm of his hand, and the incredible sensation made Yang Hao’s heart surge with excitement. He couldn’t help but gently knead it.
"Hmm~~~"
Meng Yao’s body instantly tensed, her pearly teeth lightly biting her lower lip, and her expression turned dazed and alluring.
"Hall Master Meng, does it feel good?"
Yang Chen lightly massaged her chest as he asked.
"Mmm, your technique is so good; it makes me feel really comfortable!"
Meng Yao deeply relished Yang Chen’s caresses, feeling no resistance in her heart.
Besides, ever since she had set foot into the chaotic world of the underworld, she hadn’t experienced the pleasures between a man and a woman. Now, with just a few touches from Yang Chen on her chest, her body had already become scorching hot, losing herself entirely in this wonderful pleasure.
It feels so incredibly good!!
"Then relax, and let me give you a proper massage!"
Yang Chen became even more enthusiastic, and with his vigorous kneading, the rounded, soft chest transformed into various alluring shapes. At the same time, his fingers continued to tease the slightly hardened pink nipples, filling his heart with satisfaction.
Surely, he was the only man who could have the privilege to play with Meng Yao’s soft breasts so freely.
"Hmm, hmm, hmm~~"
Before long, Meng Yao’s moans grew increasingly intense, and the speed of her stroking the Dragon Root also quickened considerably.
At this moment, the two of them had completely forgotten the so-called ’treatment’; they were like an ordinary couple indulging in the world’s most blissful activity.
Watching Meng Yao’s breathtakingly beautiful face, Yang Chen couldn’t resist anymore. He lowered his head and kissed her seductive, fiery red lips.
Already overwhelmed with desire, Meng Yao didn’t reject him. As Yang Chen leaned in for the kiss, she eagerly opened her mouth and passionately responded.
It had to be said: Meng Yao’s kissing skills were impressive. Her tongue was like a force of nature, fiercely sucking on Yang Chen’s tongue, displaying her evident hunger and thirst.
Yang Chen could understand. After all, as the Hall Master of the Qing Long Sect, Meng Yao had a unique status.
She was unlikely to fall in love easily, let alone engage with other men so readily!
Furthermore, the Dragon and Phoenix Dance Scripture, which Yang Chen practiced, inherently had the ability to evoke intense emotions in women, so Meng Yao’s reaction was entirely normal.
Their tongues intertwined passionately, swapping saliva furiously, their kiss fervent and wild.
During the kiss, Yang Chen’s hand slowly drifted downwards, soon arriving at the area between Meng Yao’s thighs.
Sensing Yang Chen’s movements, Meng Yao instinctively closed her legs, trapping Yang Chen’s hand and preventing him from proceeding.
However, feeling the light pressure of Meng Yao’s attempt, Yang Chen wasn’t in a hurry. He knew well that her actions were merely out of modesty. With a gentle application of force from him, her tightly closed thighs gradually parted, revealing her private area completely.
In the next moment, Yang Chen’s fingers landed on the delicate valley.
A flood! Overwhelming!
Mingling honey-like fluids steadily seeped from her valley and had already reached down her inner thighs.
Yang Chen only grazed it a few times, and his hand was already drenched in those delectable fluids. His heart surged in excitement as he pushed Meng Yao away and said, "Hall Master Meng, you’re already completely soaked down there now, which means your body has already reached its perfect state—it’s completely ready to join with a man!"
"So, does that mean there’s nothing wrong with my body?"
With flushed cheeks and short, heavy breaths, Meng Yao asked.
"Not only is there nothing wrong, but you’re exceptionally healthy,"
Yang Chen replied with a broad smile. "The real problem lies with your two ex-boyfriends. If I’m not mistaken, they were probably impotent. I must say, you’ve been quite unlucky—two boyfriends, both suffering from impotence!"
Though his words teased her, inwardly he was ecstatic.
Two ex-boyfriends, and she’d even been intimate with them, yet still, she retained her first experience.
Haha, what luck for me!
"Well... that’s indeed rather unlucky."
Meng Yao felt conflicted, both delighted that there was nothing wrong with her, and helpless about having dated two impotent men.
"Then, should we begin our Dual Cultivation treatment now?"
Yang Chen looked at Meng Yao with eyes full of anticipation.
Upon hearing this, Meng Yao blushed slightly. Without speaking, she reached out, wrapped her arms around Yang Chen’s neck, and tilted her head to kiss him.
Though she said nothing, this action was the best response!
The two kissed again!
After a brief moment of kissing, Yang Chen held Meng Yao and tipped them both over onto the massage bed. His hands roamed over her perfect body, touching her curves. When the moment felt right, he wasted no time and immediately lifted himself up, parting Meng Yao’s beautiful legs.
"You’re not going to suddenly go soft, are you?"
Meng Yao lay on the bed, looking toward Yang Chen with a worried gaze. She had been scarred by her two previous boyfriends who had failed her in the same way.
"Relax. This gun of mine is as hard as an iron rod. How could it go soft halfway through?"
Yang Chen was brimming with confidence. With his left hand, he gripped his Dragon Root, gently pressing it against the entrance of Meng Yao’s flowing valley.
"Mr. Yang, you must not tell anyone about our dual cultivation for healing!"
The tingling sensations flooding upward from below made Meng Yao’s eyes glaze over in ecstasy, but she didn’t forget to remind Yang Chen firmly.
"Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone,"
Yang Chen responded with understanding. After all, Meng Yao held a unique status, and if word got out about their dual cultivation for treatment, it would surely have negative consequences. Worse yet, many would assume Meng Yao was a wanton woman.
"Then go ahead and put it in!"
With those words, Meng Yao slowly closed her eyes, a deep anticipation etched across her beautiful face.
At this moment, Yang Chen was equally thrilled. Initially, he thought it would be incredibly challenging to win over a woman like Meng Yao, yet now he found it so easy.
And to his astonishment, Meng Yao was even a virgin! The Primordial Yin Qi within her was bound to be extremely potent, an undeniable aid for improving his cultivation realm.
Most importantly, it turned out that Meng Yao’s body contained Rat Source Qi, which could be used to repair his Pure Yang Dragon Physique!
However...
In the next moment, an unforeseen change occurred.
Just as Yang Chen was about to push the Dragon Head inside, a sudden icy aura emanated, blocking the Dragon Head from entering further. This bizarre, chilling energy swept through Yang Chen’s body instantly, causing his once-boiling blood to cool down in an instant.
Even his previously hard and vigorous Dragon Root softened at a visible rate!
"What the hell!?"
Witnessing this, Yang Chen’s eyes widened in shock, his face unable to mask his utter disbelief and panic.
What was happening?
For a moment, Yang Chen froze in place, dumbfounded. Over the past while, he’d been with several women, and he had never experienced such an issue before.
"Why did you go soft?"
When Meng Yao realized that the once-hot and firm Dragon Root had now gone limp, she immediately opened her eyes in alarm. Panic spread across her gaze.
Again!?
He was already the third man—and none of them had succeeded without going soft halfway through!
What was going on here??
"Don’t worry; this is probably my fault!"
Yang Chen gently comforted Meng Yao, then gripped his softened Dragon Root and began stroking it lightly. But despite his efforts, there was no sign of revival. Growing desperate, he looked toward Meng Yao, saying, "Hall Master Meng, could you help stroke it a bit? Maybe you can get me back up."
"Alright!"
Meng Yao was cooperative, instantly reaching out to grasp Yang Chen’s Dragon Root and gently stroking it with her delicate hands.
To expedite his recovery, Yang Chen also reached out, softly kneading Meng Yao’s tender breasts with his hands.
It wasn’t long before the magic started to happen!
Yang Chen’s Dragon Root stood tall once more, regaining the same stiffness and vitality as before!
This time, his gaze became fiercely determined. Without any hesitation, he gripped his weapon firmly, thrusting it swiftly into Meng Yao’s cave...
