Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 628: Chapter 628: Furong Palm

Gulp!

Yang Cheng’s Adam’s apple moved a little, and he suddenly leaned closer to Yun Chan, with his hot breath spraying over her body. He smiled mischievously and said, "You’re teasing me again, let’s see how I deal with you."

"Who’s teasing you? I’ve been sincere in what I said!"

Yun Chan pounded his chest, but he grabbed her waist and flipped her onto his body.

"I don’t care, the way you looked at me just now was so affectionate, that’s definitely teasing. You started the fire, so you have to put it out."

Yang Cheng lay flat on his back, looking completely at her mercy.

"I don’t know how, you do it instead."

Yun Chan was extremely shy. Although they had already been intimate, she had always been in a passive position, turned over and over by Yang Cheng, and had never tried this posture.

"If you don’t move, I’ll endure it until morning and then pin you to the bed and play with you all day."

Yang Cheng threatened, with an expression asking for trouble.

"No way, we can’t fool around during the day, someone might hear us. How can you be so bad?"

Yun Chan’s cheeks flushed pink, and she pounded his chest with her small fists.

But as she sat on Yang Cheng and twisted her body, she brushed against the slumbering dragon and soon saw it swell swiftly and twitch arrogantly a few times.

"Bad boys are what women love! Are you going to do it or not?"

Yang Cheng slightly raised himself, his hand falling on the soft jade of her chest, kneading vigorously and then teasing the tender buds.

Previously, Yun Chan thought she was quite disinterested in this regard. Even looking at erotic paintings didn’t do much for her, but after tasting that pleasure last night, her body became extraordinarily sensitive.

With just a slight tease from Yang Cheng, a gush of nectar flowed from beneath her, making her wriggle her hips in yearning.

Feeling the wetness beneath her, Yang Cheng smiled slightly, his hand trailing downwards to touch the tender place, inserting his fingers into the valley entrance, moving in and out.

"Mmm... It feels so good... Hurry up!"

Yun Chan tilted her head back and moaned, but Yang Cheng stopped at that moment.

"If you want it, move yourself."

He grinned mischievously. He had used the Yingyang Ghost Hand earlier, a stimulus no woman could withstand.

Yun Chan bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, unable to hold back anymore, she raised her hips, grasped the proud dragon, aimed it at the valley entrance, and slowly sat down.

"Hiss..."

"Ah!!"

Both of their voices sounded at the same time, one with delight, the other with pain.

Experiencing this posture for the first time, Yun Chan felt as if she was about to tear apart, wanting to get up and pull away, but Yang Cheng held her waist tightly, moving her up and down.

"Ah... No... It’s too full!"

Yun Chan pleaded in pain, but soon her voice turned charming, finding enjoyment in it, moving her waist back and forth without Yang Cheng needing to guide her.

Yang Cheng freed his hands, leisurely enjoying the woman’s service, and looking up, he could see the soft jade on her chest swaying, so perky and pale, covered in red marks, both pitiful and tempting.

After ten minutes, Yun Chan’s strength gave out, and she lay softly on him, pleading, "I’m so tired, I really can’t continue."

"It’s okay, for your hard work earlier, let me serve you now."

Yang Cheng smiled gently, then flipped them over, pressing her beneath him, gripping her slender waist and moving wildly.

The room filled with the woman’s fragmented moans and the man’s low growls, which didn’t cease until almost dawn.

The two fell asleep in each other’s arms without bothering to clean up the aftermath.

...

The sun had risen high when Yun Chan finally opened her eyes.

Yang Cheng was not by her side, but he had considerately changed the sheets and even helped wash her a bit while she slept soundly, completely unaware.

After tidying up, Yun Chan pushed the door open to go out and found a pile of medicinal herbs in the yard, exclaiming, "Mom! Did Yang Cheng pick all these?"

"Yes! Yang Cheng went out to gather herbs after breakfast, saying these herbs will be useful later. By gathering more now, you won’t have to work so hard later."

Wen Ying smiled happily, proud her daughter had such an excellent partner.

Yun Chan’s lips curved into a smile, her heart sweetened, and she hurried to sort and organize the herbs on the ground.

It wasn’t long before Yang Cheng returned with several more bamboo baskets of herbs, filling the yard with a rich medicinal fragrance.

Seeing him sweaty, Yun Chan felt a pang of heartache and hurriedly picked up a handkerchief to wipe him, couldn’t help but scold, "Your injuries just healed, and you hardly slept last night, yet you still gathered so many herbs. Aren’t you afraid of exhausting yourself?"

Yang Cheng chuckled and leaned close to her ear, saying, "I’m not tired at all, try me if you don’t believe."

"Rogue!"

Yun Chan whispered a curse, throwing the handkerchief onto his face.

Her strength wasn’t heavy, Yang Cheng only felt the handkerchief was very soft and carried her refreshing scent, truly captivating.

With the cultivation over the past two nights, Yang Cheng’s body fully recovered, and his cultivation continued to grow. After refining the Primordial Yin Qi, he was bursting with energy.

Now his desire was overflowing, not to mention a woman like Yun Chan tossing the bed, even if there were a few more, he could completely handle them.

"Yun Chan, don’t walk away! How about I teach you pulse-taking today and pass on a cultivation technique to you?"

Yang Cheng quickly caught up and grasped her small hand, kneading it ambiguously.

"Really?"

Initially, Yun Chan wanted to ignore him, but her eyes lit up at the mention of a cultivation technique.

Years ago, when her master passed away in haste, only the cultivation technique for hiding her aura was passed down, nothing else. So even after consuming a lot of Purifying Spirit Spring, her cultivation increased very slowly.

"Would I lie to you?"

Yang Cheng pulled her to the center of the yard, immediately channeling the cultivation technique, swiftly forming seals with both hands. As he spread them apart again, a small green glowing orb appeared in his palm.

Yun Chan widened her eyes, watching intently, and then saw the green orb float towards her, drilling suddenly into her forehead.

She clutched her head in surprise, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.

Seeing her adorable expression, Yang Cheng couldn’t help but smile, softly saying, "Don’t be afraid, I’m directly passing the cultivation technique to you. This way, you don’t need to comprehend it, you can directly cultivate."

"Try channeling your True Qi and recite the technique’s incantation."

Yun Chan nodded and immediately started the cultivation technique. True Qi gathered into her palm, forming a pale green orb. She tried a palm strike, and it was like a fragrant breeze passing by, merely stirring up the dust on the ground.

"Is that it?"

She looked at her hand in disbelief, surprised.

"This is called Furong Palm, not very strong at the beginner level, but if you train diligently, its power is limitless."

Yang Cheng saw the name of this technique in the Tome of the Ghost Doctor and thought it was particularly suitable for Yun Chan.