Romantic Medical Immortal-Chapter 22: What, Don’t Want to Sleep With Me?
"Huh?"
Upon hearing that, Yang Chen was suddenly stunned, his eyes full of shock as he looked at Yang Rou.
"What do you mean ’huh’? As far as I know, some guys can last forever during the real thing, but when it comes to oral, they finish in minutes. I need to test if you’re that kind of guy."
Yang Rou said this with a totally serious face.
"That’s not really a good idea!"
Yang Chen looked troubled, his face awkward; even though they’d already slept together, last time he’d lost control and forced himself on his sister.
Now, with both of them sober, doing it again just felt kind of wrong.
"What’s so bad about it? We’ve already done it anyway."
Yang Rou looked completely nonchalant, wiggled her perky ass as she walked to the door, reached out and pulled down the rolling shutter.
In the next moment, the clinic dimmed instantly.
Soon after, Yang Rou came back to stand in front of Yang Chen, found his face all entangled with inner conflict, and couldn’t help but laugh, "What, you don’t want to sleep with me?"
"Of course I do!!"
This answer came out of Yang Chen almost involuntarily. I mean, Yang Rou is so damn gorgeous, her body an absolute top-tier bombshell—what guy in his right mind wouldn’t want something to happen?
Besides, he needed to break through his realm as soon as possible if he wanted to control the True Qi in his body.
If he did it with his sister one more time, he’d be able to absorb a ton of Primordial Yin Qi—it was highly likely he’d break through.
He knew that doing it with his sister, he probably wouldn’t last long—maybe he’d embarrass himself right in front of her.
But for a breakthrough... so what if he did lose face?
Once he leveled up, he could win his pride back later.
"Then tell me, why do you want to sleep with your big sister?"
Yang Rou’s eyes were full of seductive charm, her right hand slowly reaching up, gently caressing Yang Chen’s cheek, every movement soft and heavy with innuendo.
And her left hand slid down, grabbing his Dragon Root through his pants, her fingers working him with light pressure.
"Mmm~~"
Those hands had some kind of magic—just a few strokes and Yang Chen’s entire body was burning up, and he was instantly hard. He immediately grabbed Yang Rou by her slim waist, his voice sincere: "You’re so beautiful—and your body is crazy hot too. Why would I need a reason to want you?"
"Hehehe..."
Yang Rou’s eyes bent into crescent moons from his praise, her expression turning even more sultry as she reached out and wrapped both arms around his neck, her face all tenderness.
It’s strange, really!
Back when she helped Yang Chen with oral in that hotel, she secretly decided she would never cross the line with him again.
But the helpless thing was—last night, their wedding night, after Kong Lingwen fell asleep, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep, her lower half itching, her whole body burning up.
Back then, it was Yang Chen’s face that popped into her mind.
She desperately wanted, just one more time with Yang Chen—how amazing would that feel?
That thought scared her so much, she immediately pulled out her phone to search for answers—what she found nearly broke her: apparently, if a woman climaxes the very first time she loses her virginity, she’ll be addicted to that feeling for life—never get over that man!
Thinking back, Yang Rou was shocked—when Yang Chen took her virginity, she climaxed four or five times.
That made her realize—Yang Chen had opened the door to a brand new world for her, completely awakened her desires. She’d probably never forget this man for as long as she lived!
At the time, she felt so conflicted.
But pretty soon, she let it go. After all, they’re not related by blood, so why not?
Besides, she and Kong Lingwen were only married on paper—they’d divorce after a year.
That’s also why she was being so proactive right now.
"Silly boy, since you want to sleep with your sister, what are you waiting for? Or do you expect me to make the first move?"
Seeing Yang Chen still frozen, Yang Rou cast a slightly resentful glance his way and spoke softly.
Hearing that, Yang Chen didn’t hesitate for a second—he lowered his head and kissed Yang Rou’s sexy lips.
Faced with her little brother’s passionate kiss, Yang Rou responded with equal heat, right away.
In an instant, the two of them were embracing, lips locked, tongues tangled, swapping saliva with every breath.
Even as they kissed, neither of them was idle—helping each other strip off their clothes.
Clothes flew through the air!
Soon, the two were completely bare before each other, every secret laid out in each other’s eyes.
Staring at his sister’s voluptuous figure, Yang Chen felt the fire raging inside him stronger than ever. Those tender breasts seemed truly magical, drawing Yang Chen in deep. He started by massaging them with his hands, kneading until the two little nipples turned firm, then broke off the kiss, lowering his head to take them right into his mouth.
"Ah~~"
Yang Rou was hit with an overwhelming surge of pleasure, unable to control the arch of her neck, her face lit up with pure enjoyment.
As Yang Chen sucked harder, Yang Rou clutched his head tight to her chest, as if she was trying to absorb him inside her body.
After a while, Yang Chen spat out the nipples, leaning in again for a deep kiss with Yang Rou.
Their lips met with fervor once more.
Yang Rou immediately grabbed the Dragon Root she had been lusting after, gently stroking and sliding her hand along it. The heat and hardness of that cock made her throat dry as dust; she wanted nothing more than to shove it inside herself and get off hard.
"Sis, let’s start!"
The desire inside Yang Chen was about to evaporate him from the inside out. He scooped up Yang Rou in a princess carry, striding straight for a private corner.
"Hold on. Let me go down on you first, see if you’re way too sensitive to oral,"
Yang Rou wanted him badly, but there was still a more important task—figuring out why Yang Chen couldn’t pass his stepmom’s test.
"Alright." Yang Chen nodded agreement.
Yang Rou slid out of his arms, knelt to the floor, and wrapped her palm around the Dragon Root, stroking lightly. She shot Yang Chen a sultry, bewitching look and said, "If you’re about to cum, let me know in advance. I’ll let you rest a bit, then we’ll fuck."
"Okay." Yang Chen understood the plan: compare oral and penetration to pinpoint the problem.
Without more words, Yang Rou slowly opened her cherry lips and took that massive dragon head into her mouth.
"Mmm..."
Just the dragon head alone filled her little mouth completely. Her soft tongue deftly teased and licked at the head, and after it was coated with her spit, she opened wider, swallowing a third of that thick Dragon Root into her mouth.
Before she began to suck, Yang Rou looked up at Yang Chen, saw his face rapt in pleasure, and her head started moving faster.
"Hoo!!" The tingling sensation, spreading up from below, made Yang Chen exhale a burning breath. His hands tangled in his sister’s silky hair, and each time his cock reached deep into her mouth, his hips involuntarily bucked forward.
Every thrust hit the depths of her throat.
As he felt this ultimate pleasure, Yang Chen’s scalp went numb with bliss; electric currents coursed through his body, fueling the urge to shove the whole Dragon Root into his sister’s mouth.
And then pound her mercilessly!
But the orgasmic feeling didn’t last long!
His sister was so turned on that Primordial Yin Qi began to seep from her body, Yang Chen’s Dantian surged with boiling True Qi, and it felt like something inside him was about to burst out—he knew he was about to cum again.
Fuck!
He only lasted two minutes!
What a shame!
Still, Yang Chen didn’t force himself to hold back for pride’s sake—he spoke up: "Sis, I’m about to cum, stop!"
Yang Rou paused, surprised he was so quick, but she said nothing, immediately pulling his cock out and laughing wryly, "You really do cum fast, looks like you’re super sensitive to oral."
"Guess so," Yang Chen laughed awkwardly.
"Rest a bit, and then we’ll have some real action."
Yang Xiao perched on the single bed, eyes locked on that huge Dragon Root, excitement flaring at the thought of letting that monster slide inside her soon.
"Sis, I’m good now, let’s do it!"
The rush faded—Yang Chen’s urge vanished as quickly as it came. As soon as the pressure to cum was gone, he turned and pushed Yang Rou down onto the single bed, gently prying apart her snowy-white legs. His eyes instantly locked onto her soft, pink Peach Blossom Cave.
"Gulp!!"
Yang Chen swallowed hard, his eyes going wide.
Thanks to his treatment, his sister’s pussy was fully healed. But after having fucked her once, it wasn’t as tight as before; the soft lips were now slightly spread, making it easier to see the rosy interior.
Her pussy opened and closed, dripping with nectar, as if calling out: Come inside, now!
The more he looked, the more excited he became!
His heart felt ready to jump right out of his throat, but he kept himself in check this time, gripping his Dragon Root and pressing it to the entrance of her Peach Blossom Cave, rubbing lightly. When the head was glistening with her nectar, he finally started to press the dragon head inside, nice and slow...
